WTF? A 2012 Halloween Event!

After entering into this RP, you find yourself standing in the middle of a glinting metallic hallway. Doors are lined up along either side of the corridor, boxing you in to this rather small space.

A little further down the hallway, you spy a small window. Smashing your nose right against the glass, you’re anxious to get some bearings on where you may be. But only empty space greets you! Stars glint softly in the distant view, but everything outside this window is a dark, empty, and vast void. It appears that you have been transported onto an abandoned space station.

This station is empty except for you players. No amount of exploration will unearth other life forms, so take your time looking through each of the rooms that you encounter. There are a few doors that you might be able to force your way through. Even though they mostly lead into broom closets and old bedrooms, you could find some interesting goods and resources hidden in there. Gather any items you want just in case they may come in handy later on.

It’s up to you and the other users to eventually find a way off of this flying piece of metal. So don’t hesitate to use your best sci-fi knowledge to start brainstorming ways out of this mess.

Just remember that you cannot leave the station or successfully contact other life forms until the GM gives the okay!

Jumping into this portal is like landing in a hyper-active toddler’s dreams! Candy stretches far and wide, covering everything you can see. You’ve found yourself in the middle of a forest made out entirely out of candy canes, lollipops, gumdrops, and so many other candies that you can’t even name. One or two quick bites out of nearby trees confirms that everything you encounter is made up sweet, sweet sugar. Mmm, you can practically taste the inevitable diabetic coma.

Thankfully, only you and the other RPers seem to exist in the forest right now. You don’t have to worry about running into other life forms. So take this time to explore the forest, gather up as much food and items as you can find, and start hiking through the trees.

You and your fellow users will have to band together in order to eventually discover a way out of this forest! (If you even want to leave, that is. This place is awfully nice.)

Just remember that you cannot leave the forest until the GM gives the okay.

Users find themselves standing in the wreckage of a destroyed city. All the signs of chaos are around them - toppled cars, abandoned buildings, animals wandering freely through the street. It does not look like any other people are currently surviving here. Instead, quarantine signs appear on many doorways.

There are no zombies around, but you may loot the buildings and storefronts in order to find weapons, food, medical supplies, and any news sources (magazines, newspapers, photos) that have been left behind.

This world is dark, cold and seemingly barren. Do you have the skills and sense to survive?

A portal shoots open amongst a dirty, poorly lit road. Within seconds a body is spit out onto the ground, under a flickering street lamp. "Oof!" Her knees come crashing down against the damp concrete, hands reaching out to stop herself from smashing her face into the ground as well.

I feel sick. Grabbing her stomach, it was more than evident that being shot through that portal messed with her insides more than a night of burritos and nachos. After a few moments of trying to shake it off, the dark haired female known as Schiz got to her feet and brushed herself off.

It was quiet, too quiet. "Hello?" She called out optimistically down the long barren street. At least their seemed to be no trouble yet, but she knew that wouldn't last long... not if she were to go through this alone.

Tripping over a giant candy cane was not fun, Artsy discovered as she wandered about aimlessly around the candy forest. The candy was great, though she wondered if it was the hygienic thing to do as she ate some. All was candy here... heck, the clouds looked like cotton candy!

'It's a bit too sunny, though... reminds me of Hansel and Gretel and Charlie and the Chocolate factory all at once so I feel a bit wary...' was a part of her thoughts as she nibbled on some red licorice and made her way up the sugar path leading who knew where. 'It's awfully quiet, too... hm...'

Syrasya loved icecream. Anyone who knows her knew that whenever the mere mention of the word is made, her eyes would lit up a thousand Watts and all other thoughts would escape her mind as the object became her sole goal.

She plucked a purple leaf curiously and hesitantly stuck out her tongue to touch the tip of the plant, her mother's words that colored plants are never a good sign drifting fleetingly in her mind. "Grape," she noted with mild surprise at the taste. Shrugging, she pulled out the whole branch and stuffed it into her ever present bag which had already been filled with chewing stones and mint sugar grass. Her tumbler had also been recently filled with vanilla shake.

"But no ice cream," she mumbled to herself grumpily as she kicked the chocolate powdered ground. "It's gotta be here somewhere," she nodded resolutely. "Here I go!"

And with that, she continued her quest for ice cream, her initial purpose to enter the portal - saving her beloved RP site from the unknown force - fast fading from her mind.

"Space? The freaking thing sent me to Space?!"

Knerd slumped down against the wall, leaning her head into her hands. One look out of the station's small window and a wave of dizziness had overcome her. Knerd was not the kind of person who enjoyed heights. Flying in an airplane required a bit of alcohol in order for her to make it through the entire flight, sky diving was completely out of the question, and even roller coasters could only happen on a good day. But being thrown into outer space? This was pushing her fears beyond the ridiculous.

Knerd took the time to calm down a little and sprawl out on the floor. There was no one to see her right now, anyway. Maybe when another user appeared, they'd know what to do. Or they'd have an aspirin. Either option sounded pretty darn good.

Hopping onto a nearby destroyed car, Veto scanned down the rest of the street for anything that would catch his eye. With a disappointed sigh, he hopped off of the car. Who would have thought a night of anime and a heavy sleep would make me end up in this place... He put his hand on his head, still dizzy from the portal's effects. However, I've played enough video games to know what I have to do.

He continued to make his way down the street, checking any car that looked like something could be in it, but nothing. Just when he thought his 'spawn' was a bad one, he heard someone call out from down the street. "Hello?"

That's.. another person? His hopes of figuring out where he was returned to him, maybe it wasn't so bad after all. He picked up the pace in following the voice that was calling out through the street.

Eyes flew open and the girl forced herself up off of the floor in a flurry of motion. She gasped for breath and looked around frantically. Knerd, a familiar woman she recognized (though Knerd probably didn't know her), seemed to be sprawled out across the floor, a bit freaked out.

Sure's own eyes widened some, an eyebrow twitching upwards in curiosity. What's up with her? she asked herself, her inner voice slightly rude.

Without wasting anytime, she stood, her balance wobbly. Even though the girl was a ballet dancer, she had almost no balance. When she took a step forward, she nearly fell over, but she recovered without too much of a problem.

A few more steps and she made it to the small window, and space seemed to be the only response. "Oooooh!" she squealed, bouncing up and down on her toes like an excited puppy ready to play. "Stars..." Honestly, this girl was too very easily entertained and distracted. With her mind off of the worry about Knerd, Sure was just completely in awe at what she was looking at.

Knerd was lost in her own thoughts when the sound of footsteps went right past her ears.

"Oh!" She sat up straight, looking to see who else had stumbled through the portal. The new girl seemed infatuated with the station's window, gazing open-mouthed as the stars streamed by. Even catching a short glimpse of the outer world was enough to make Knerd feel anxious again, though.

"Well, at least I'm not alone here now," Knerd said as she rose to her feet. "Hey! So, uh, do you have any experience with this sci-fi stuff? Because I only saw the movie Alien like once, a couple years ago, and it really isn't making me feel too hopeful."

"Alien? What's that?" Sure looked over her shoulder at the big haired woman. She cocked her head to the right and shook her head. She had no idea what movie Knerd was talking about.

She, in fact, had a bit of knowledge on sci-fi, but only to the walls of Doctor Who, some Firefly, Final Fantasy and a few other things. It was not exactly a huge bit of information, but it was really just enough to get her by.

The blue haired girl turned around and pressed her back against the wall, crossing her arms. "If you're talking about blue police boxes, firefly class spaceships and big bada booms, yeah. But that's really as far as I know." Sure pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and then wondered exactly what was going to happen.

Her voice rang out in what she thought was an empty street, but soon enough she saw a shadow moving in the distance. In a matter of seconds she realized that calling out into that intimidating darkness might have been a bad idea. What if she had just made her presence known to the evils of this world? Would doom soon follow?

In a panic, her eyes frantically searched around her, looking up and down for something she could possibly defend herself with. It was then she saw an old wooden baseball bat leaning up against a dumpster. "Good enough." Quickly, she reached for the dirty, splintered bat and held it in position - her eyes kept focused on the incoming form.

Her chest raised and fell, Schiz's breaths now shallow and scared - pale fingers wrapped tightly around the end of the bat, ready to swing at any time.

Veto was nearing what he thought was the area the voice came from. Odd, this is where it came from. That portal is giving me vi- His thoughts were cut off when he was hit in the face with the bat. The blunt weapon put him on his back, barely conscious. He slowly put a hand over his face. He had to have gotten a broken nose. It felt like he had tried to make out with the bumper of a moving semi-truck. Oh god, it hurts..

Whack!

Schiz's arms seemed to move without her control, the awful cracking sound of wood hitting skull made her eyes widen immediately after the act. It was after she had already swung that the words he had said seconds before proved that he wasn't a threat, but someone else arriving via the mysterious portal.

"Oh, crap! I am so sorry!" Dropping the bat she leaned down and looked at his bloodied nose. "Ah man... are you okay? Eh... how many fingers am I holding up?" Waving her hand in front of his face, she held out three fingers, peering into his eyes. "I might have given you a concussion or something..." Looking him over she was actually pretty relieved, considering the fact he wasn't unconscious.

It had taken him a moment to respond. Taking his mind off of the pain was pretty tough. "Six.." He muttered under his hand. A pretty good start to whatever situation he found himself in. He regained his senses and sat up, still holding his nose. He caught sight of the bat that hit him, and it only made the pain worse. He tried to not think about the incident. "You're lost too, aren't you?" He asked her.

A fellow Browncoat! Heavens rejoice, maybe there is some hope left in space.

"Well," Knerd began, "Alien mostly taught about how you should never kiss an extraterrestrial, because your chest would explode soon afterward. And you should always trust a cat's intuition. But without a kitty onboard or any aliens trying to attack us, the movie doesn't provide any other valuable pointers."

Knerd glanced up and down the hallway, taking mental note of all the doors lining the station. This place was huge. Sure there must be something useful hidden in here, right?

"Still, no time like the present to start exploring, I suppose!" Pushing some false bravado into her voice, Knerd grabbed the handle on the nearest door and yanked it open.

"Good enough" Reaching her hand out she pulled him to his feet and held him steady a moment. "Yeah, I came from the portal. I'm Schiz." Reaching to her wrist, she untied the black bandanna that was wrapped around it and held it out to him. "Hold this over your nose for now... or at least... use it to get the blood off." Looking around she sighed, scratching her head. "Have you seen anybody else?"

Veto nodded in appreciation, and used the bandanna to clean the blood off. He had known from video games on how to stop the bleeding, though it didn't help in the case of a broken nose. "You can call me Veto." He muttered. Her question had only echoed what he wanted to ask. "Not really, i've been in this place for a while now and haven't found a single soul." He explained. The bleeding had not stopped, but was slowed down by what knowledge Veto had on treating wounds. "This place... Where are we exactly?" He asked, while looking around his surroundings.

Rattles of brooms, mops and other cleaning supplies rang through the air with a super loud clatter. Sure walked pushed herself off of the wall and clapped slowly as she walked towards the mess that was created. She came to a stop next to Knerd and tried to cover up a smile and a giggle that was leaking from her throat.

"Exploring, or cleaning?"

"This is disgusting."

A bespectacled brunette announced as she surveyed the scene around her--all sugar, all sweet. "Disgusting."

You see, the thing about Jing is that she hates sweets. She has no love for chocolate goodness or sweet caramel. She likes her coffee bitter, her food spicy, and her soups decidedly salty. She's a salt-girl all the way and this sugary scene was just not sitting well with her.

Picking her way around a few over-sized gumdrops, Jing looked heavenward--more cotton candy fluff. Great. Just great.

"Well, I guess this is how you save an RP site." With a skip and a hop, Jing rushed ahead, putting on a brave smile that lasted for precisely two-point-six seconds. "Fuck it, this ain't how heroes gotta be."

Dropping the skip and the hop and the smile and everything sweet, Jing dragged her feet along. She didn't want to do this. She just wanted to go home, sleep, eat good food, and, possibly, get a nice massage. Damn, she wanted a massage.

Nodding, she thought back to the site. "I'm not sure... it's a city that's for sure, but not one I recognize." The police cars didn't give any clues either, making the world seem even more artificial. "Weird isn't it?" The dark haired female mused, slipping inside the car and digging around. "One minute we're safely behind a computer screen, and now we're stuck in some kind of... weird post apocalyptic world or something."

Suddenly she perked up when she found a handgun on the floor of the passenger side seat. "Oh, hey - look!" Holding it up she looked at Veto. "I've never shot a gun before."

Looking at the gun, it had to be the standard glock .45 that regular cops carry. It looked like it, anyway. He could tell because he saw it in just about every game he played. "I don't know if we'll need weapons where we are." Veto said. "But, if portals exist in this world, who knows what exists now and what doesn't?" His own statement make him uneasy about the place. This city had to have flourished with life, so what caused their extinction?

"Keep the gun, I have one already. We should keep heading down the street and see what clues we can find." He suggested to her.

TrySton looked at the giant candy cane in front of her. She tilted her head then stepped closer running her hand over the candy.

She blinked.

Then looked around her it was filled with candy.

"Did I die and go to heaven or something" She said absentmindedly. TrySton reached with her hand to pluck some cotton candy off the the ground. Looking at it cautiously she then let it melt in her mouth. After swallowing she smiled and laughed

"This is amazing!"

"Why not both?" Knerd giggled as she kicked aside the mops and brooms that had fallen from the closet. "You know, for a space station, all these cleaning supplies are outrageously low tech. I was at least hoping for some gadgets and doo-dads and thingamajigs."

Knerd dug through the closet a bit more, clearing out space and examining the piles of junk. Most of it was fairly standard janitor supplies: some chrome polish, rags, a couple buckets, a spare uniform. It seems that the space station cleaners even used a standard janitor cart! Knerd could hardly mask her disappointment at such a mundane discovery.

She was about to close the door when something metallic glinted in the dark. "Hang on..." Knerd reached forward to the cart once more and looked underneath its rolling wheels. "A key set!"

Strung together on a huge metal ring, Knerd pulled out hundreds of keys. It weighed nearly 5 pounds and must have been comprised of every key to every lock in the station. Score!

"Are you kiddin' me?" She snapped back, laughing a little. "How safe do you feel in a foreign realm? I sure as hell want to be prepared for anything." Schiz really didn't know what to expect, and the fear of something she didn't understand was beginning to make her paranoid.

Lucky enough for her, Veto seemed pretty confident in his own regard. They began to wander down the street, Schiz still unsure of what to do with the gun. "I don't even know what a safety looks like, so I uh... gah, things are just easier in video games."

It was then that they came to a shattered store front, with words spray painted on the piece of window pane that wasn't broken.

THE DEAD SHALL RISE.

"Oh no, don't even tell me... this is..." A shiver was sent down her spine as the sudden realization hit her like a ton of bricks.

Seeing the writing on the glass gave Veto a rush. "Zombies, huh? Not too bad." He said in a cheerful voice. That is, until you're eaten. He disregarded the thought and turned to Schiz. "Hey, don't worry. Zombies are slow and stupid, plus, We haven't come across a single corpse, so there's no saying that they are still here." He tried to reassure her.

Her eyes and ears were more alert now - well, as alert as they could be. Naturally, she only had two keep senses, hearing a smell. Smell being a not so useful one, but hearing coming in handy many times. Thinking back on it, when she was little she heard the term "nark" a lot from her older brother and mother because she could hear them talking on the other side of the house.

"Alright, well let's uh... look at this logically." The way she spoke, it almost sounded like she was pretending to calm Veto down, when truthfully - she was just trying to calm herself down. "We need to gather some things... just in case." Pulling herself into the shattered window of the shop, she hopped inside, her boots crushing broken glass beneath her. "The essentials. We already have two guns, a baseball bat and uhh..." Schiz shuffled her hands in her pockets. "House keys. Okay, we don't need those." Stuffing her hand back into her coat pocket she hid her keys away. How upsetting would it be to loose the keys to your house in another realm. Well, that was if she would ever make it back home.

After Schiz went through the window, Veto followed. He could feel the panic in the air coming from her. "I've got a sword, too, but that's pretty much it..." He stated. Weapons were one thing, but he worried about survivablity. He looked around the shop for any kind of edible items laying around. All the while worrying about her mental state. I would like to cheer her up, but, I have no good proof that zombies aren't here.. He felt sorry for her, and in a way, was frightened too. That was the last thing he wanted to show her, though.

For the past few minutes, Jing had spent her time walking through the diabetic nightmare—pausing every few seconds to grumble about her unfortunate predicament.

"Honestly, what am I even going to do if I find the baddie? Kick him in the balls? Yeah right, he'd probably shoot me dead before I got close enough to even touch him, shit." Kicking at the cookie-tiled floors, the brunette looked up again, her eyes squinting as something moved in the distance.

Another brave adventurer? Or the asshole who left her here?

Grabbing a nearby candy cane (and then forcibly breaking it from its root), Jing slowly approached the stranger. The shiv-like candy cane, with its familiar red and white stripes, was pointed menacingly at the new kid, who looked as every stereotypical anime adventurer looks: large eyes, long hair, and innocence dripping off their very skin.

With the sharpened weapon still aimed directly at the brunette, Jing, rather loudly, said, "Your name or you'll die."

Jing had seen enough movies and shows to know that it was always the soft-hearted, easily-led characters that died early in the game. And, because she didn't want to die in this hellish cavity-world, she was determined to be anything, but sugar and spice and everything nice.

That and, in general, Jing just wasn't very nice.

TrySton rose an eyebrow and tilted to head slightly. She did not move from her spot; all she did was stare. 'only a dumb person would walk close to someone with a weapon..' she frowned.

"TrySton,and you are?" She said slowly and cautiously.She almost cursed at herself for not bringing a weapon for herself.

Jing didn't waver and the jagged candied-weapon stayed unnaturally still.

"I'm asking the questions here." Hostile is, perhaps, the best way to describe her tone. Hostile and mean. "How can I know you are who you say you are, huh? How do I know you're not lying or some shit?"

Almond-eyes narrowed with suspicion as the thought started growing. This girl—TrySton—could be anyone and there was absolutely no way for Jing to verify the information. She didn't know every member of the board—she barely knew anyone on the board. No, there was no way to prove that this girl was a board member and not the lunatic in disguise.

"Well, TrySton or whoever you are, we're gonna go on an adventure." Arching an eyebrow, Jing gestured for the girl to move forward—jabbing the snapped cane a little as an incentive for the brunette to comply.

"Hey." She spoke out amongst the silence, turning her head toward Veto. "Thanks for sticking with me in this... it would suck if you were the 'lone wolf' type." Her gray-blue eyes locked with his momentarily, thinking about how little she really knew about this person, but how lucky she was that he was willing to help.

From the looks of things, they had ended up inside a sporting goods store - which was a lucky occurrence considering the usefulness of most of the equipment around them. "How about you look for some kind of... padding or protection we could wear as a type of armor.." Her thoughts were suddenly dashed when her stomach grumbled loudly, loud enough for even Veto to hear. "Eh heh... and maybe some food if we're lucky." It became abundantly clear that Schiz hadn't had a chance to grab a bite to eat today and it was going to wear on her fast.

Veto grinned. "No problem!" He said as he walked to the other side of the store to look for supplies. He saw a few pairs of golf clubs, basketballs, and other items. No luck.. He thought. He went over to the front desk and hopped over it. He walked over to the 'employee's only' door in hopes of having better luck with food finding.

TrySton looked behind her. 'Finally someone who doesn't threaten me..." She released a somewhat happy sigh. Tryston smiled and causally walking towards the 'newcomer' she held out her hand.

"Nice to meet you, I'm TrySton"

"Oooh..." the blue haired girl stood in awe for a moment, finding the keys to be oddly interesting. To Sure, finding any kind of key was like handing a toddler bubble wrap, or having a cat chase a laser pointer- easily distractible.

Her lips curled up in a strange Cheshire cat like smile and just stared at the key ring composed of what looked like about a million keys. "Shiny..." Her eyes shimmered in a way that could be described as... well, shiny.

After a moment of the stupid looking awe, Suer got distracted by something else: a blue broom handle. She picked it up to find the other end covered in spiderwebs and dust. She dropped it in a moment and freaked out, wiping her hands on anything she could touch, like the wall, her pants, Knerd's back...

"Spiders in SPACE!" she screamed, frantically becoming a retarded ninja, waving her arms about and kicking in random directions. One could almost be sure that she was having a seizure, but that was only how it looked.

Jing blinked as TrySton walked away. She just walked away- casually. Possibly with a skip and a hop and a twirl.

Either this girl had the balls the size of China or she was certifiably insane. Who the hell walks away- with their backs exposed, no less- from an aggressor with a brandished weapon? If this girl was, indeed, just a normal board member, she wouldn't have turned around so easily.

No, she was definitely lying about something.

Or that was the conclusion Jing had arrived at when TrySton approached another strange individual. Unlike TrySton or herself, this newcomer probably wasn't even the same species. 'We have non-humans on our board?'

The bespectacled brunette took a cautious step backwards, her brain drumming up one thousand and two different explanations for why there was a funny-looking anthropoid standing before her. 'Wait, wait, this is an RP site. This is an RP world. This must be someone's character...'

But that train of thought opened up another basket of scary. If members could be anyone- or anything, in this case- then there's even less certainty of identity. No, right now, she could only trust herself. She knew that she wasn't the madmen at the end of the tunnel. But these other people... They could be henchmen.

They could also not exist.

But before that cloud of thought could be explored, Jing shut it down. She wasn't here to think up philosophical problems. She was here to get the hell out.

"Don't come any closer," Jing warned the white-haired, white-faced Moanna. Suddenly, her makeshift shiv felt less adequate, but, surrounded by gum drops and taffy, Jing couldn't find anything else for a weapon. "And hands where I can see them. I will hurt you guys. I'm not even kidding."

She may have been a small, petite Asian girl, but she wasn't giving off any of the stereotypical cutesy attitude. No, she was a far cry from cute and a much closer kin of dangerous.

After a little bit of scavenging, Schiz's eyes fell upon a rack holding up about a dozen different helmets. "Hm.. Zombies do like brains..." Reaching out she pulled a plain black helmet off the rack. If this was an average day shopping venture she would have more than likely plucked the bright orange one off the rack instead, but this wasn't the place where she wanted to stick out like a sore thumb.

Pulling it over her head, it was a little big - but comfortable. "Hey, Veto! Check it out!" Hopping over the counter to where he was standing, she smiled and knocked on the helmet sitting atop her head.

Within moments she found herself distracted by the fact he was turning the handle to open the employee's only door. Lucky enough, the door swung open casually to reveal a storage closet / break room. There was a small table in the corner with one chair beside it. On the table was an old battery operated radio next to what looked like a cup of coffee. On the floor beside it all was a green backpack that was slightly open - a granola bar sticking out the side.

"Food!" Another smile spread across her face, relief washing over her. But as her hand wrapped around the nutritional snack, the crackling sound of what seemed to be a news broadcaster came from the radio.

"We advise... bzzz... any survivors.... bzzz... evacuation point...bzz... hospital roof by midnight tonight..."

At that moment, her eyes met his once again. "Maybe this is the test? To see if we can get out of here in one piece by tonight?" Standing up, now slinging the backpack over her shoulder, she thought a moment. "You were here before me, any idea where the hospital is?"

Congratulations, your aimless wandering has led you near the edge of the forest.

Those who wish to remain deep in the forest may stay here, while those prepared to continue forward should move on to the second scene!

The candy trees begin to thin as you head in this direction. This side of the forest is much easier to move through, with the sun shining down and sparkling off of the sugar plants. You’re feeling a pretty good sugar rush right now and the world feels much brighter because of it.

In front of you, there appears to be a giant chocolate river! Perhaps that was what made those odd sounds you heard last night. The river isn’t babbling and flowing so much as just glooping around. But it’s easy to tell that, despite the thickness of the melted chocolate, the river’s current is moving quite quickly. Trying to swim in that mess would surely get you in trouble.

As you’re viewing the river, there’s some movement on the opposite bank that catches your attention. Is that…are those…gummy bears?! Yes! All along the other side of the river stands dozens of happy little gummy bears. They’re waving to you and shouting “Hello!” in their tiny sugary voices. Aw, doesn’t that melt your heart? It looks like they want you to cross the river and come play.

But it seems that luck is not on your side – There is no bridge nearby and the river is much too deep to wade across. It looks like you and your team of RPers will have to put your heads together and come up with a plan to cross the river.

Veto was relieved to see that they had better luck with food then equipment, though the helmet looked pretty useful for multiple things. He crossed his arms and stared out the room, back into the front of the store. "Not off the top of my head." He replied to her. "If we come across a working cellphone or something, we can check the GPS." He figured that their luck would continue to benefit them. That they'd have service. That's what he had hoped for.

Veto took the small radio and handed it over to Schiz. "Let's take this too, just in case we have to go somewhere else instead, yeah?"