A knock? Eleanora walked slowly to the dorm room door wrapped Cherno's fingers around the doorknob. She pierced his lips together as she made eye contact with herself. It was strange… Almost as if looking straight into me mirror, except for not at all. Was she really so short? She smiled but it felt strange so she stopped, afterwards stepping back from the door and rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. "Um… I'm sorry. I'm assuming you are here for your body. I am also assuming that it's my fault that we got switched like this. I promise I'll try to find a way to reverse whatever I've done! ...I-I'm Eleanora, by the way." This was wrong. The tone of her speaking did not match the deepness of his voice at all.
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[/url] ___ _________ xxxxxTheodore rubbed the sleep from his eyes. His sleeping schedule had been completely hectic lately, and he was afraid that if he did not fix it soon, he would just waste his life away. He had to admit it though... He was scared. Why was this happening? Was it magic? He didn't know if he believed in that... He had never really thought about it. This freaky witchcraft paired with his abnormally vivid nightmares was giving him second thoughts about the supernatural realm. If he was really in somebody else's body, that meant that somebody was in his, right? Dylan... Was that person in his room right now? And who else was involved in all this?He took a deep breath, attempting to calm his nerves. Panicking would not help the situation. His fingers clutched at the sheets that covered him, pulling them away as he stood up. He dug through some clothes to find something suitable to wear before trudging into the bathroom. Foreign eyes peered back at him through a mess of semi-blonde strands as he gazed into the mirror. He tilted his face down and caught a glimpse of this strangers toothbrush. No… He began the search for a washcloth and upon finding one created a new way to brush his teeth. There was no way he was sticking that thing into his mouth.When he was done, he washed his face and headed out of the bathroom. The first thing he noticed was that it didn't smell like death anymore. Thank the lord. With a bit of arrogance, he strolled out into the kitchen area, deciding to find himself something to eat.❝Good morning… Or, early afternoon?❞He had a lot to ask, but for now he would relax and try to get a feel for the strangers.
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... oh...switched bodies. oh shit. why was this happening? "my name is..." wait, Lady Marina? oh. yes, her. she would have no idea who he was. "Theodore Weldon." the name stung his tongue. he wasn't poor, but he himself wasn't very prestigious, either. she wouldn't recognize him by this last name, at least, but it was the only one he would associate himself with for the time being. if they had switched bodies...then was someone in his right now? noooooooo. nononoononono. his body! his books! he had to get back to his dorm before...before whoever was in his body found his...stash. "dylan, was it? is he likely in my body?" he knew the answer. wait--no--there was something more important to consider. the personality of the beautiful girl on the couch was in the body of this simpleton. oh nooo. how conflicting. he would just have to get to know them both. his eyes darted to the pot and he shook his head. "not hungry, thank you." it was a lie that may save his life. he didn't bother with her anymore and briefly considered letting her sleep in the bed and taking the floor or something. hahahahahaha as if. he disappeared back into the bedroom, eager to get to sleep as to start the next day and get back to his dorm and fix everything. he had an overwhelming stack of questions he wanted to ask, but now wasn't the time. he had something to take care of. ... this would be weird. -- eleanora backed away from the mirror and then went back to sleep because we're not starting this tonight, nope, tomorrow.
someone was in the dorm...no, not dorm, this wasn't what the dorms looked like. house? apartment? were they breaking in? theodore had found some clothes but he looked pretty silly in them. a nice shirt and then just some pajama bottoms. he had been so desperate to cover up that he didn't even care. at this point he knew for sure that he was either dreaming, high, or had died and entered his new life with memories of his last. the noises were obnoxious, but what really got him was the smell. putrid. he immediately and almost desperately left the room, "what the HELL is going on?! what is that godawful smell?" oh GOD what was THAT voice omg dis lyf his gaze first met that of some ordinary looking wench in front of a bowl. did he live with these people? whoever had cooked this food up was a disaster. as he traveled further into the small area, he gazed out into the living room and then... then it happened. time went still, birds chirped in the dead of the night, rainbows and hearts flew overhead and his heart beat quickened, sending blood straight down to his penis. who was that sleeping beauty? oh hohoho. he wondered how old she was. god damn why did SHE have to be the one sleeping? why not miss plain jane over there? she was probably the catastrophe that had cooked up this poison. his eyes narrowed and he shot a glare towards the girl still sitting at the table.
ooc: aaaaaaaaaaah if i missed something tell me and will fix. cannot atm theodore opened his eyes and like before, it was dark. would he ever have a proper day? the world may never know. his sleeping schedule was getting worse and he felt so awkward. his movements under the sheets didn't feel right...this bed was also a lot more comfortable than he remembered, somehow. that's when a jolt of panic surged through him and he shot upright faster than a pickle flying out of a jar, causing his head to spin. oh sweet baby deity something was wrong. he searched frantically for a light before realizing there was a certain ~breeze~ gliding against his skin...his bare skin ... and his hair didn't feel right, either. and his mouth tasted like... he blushed brighter than a tsundere in front of their love interest after being called kawaii, gathered up the sheet over his body and started searching desperately for some clothes. -- the first thing Eleanora noticed was that everything was gray. oh noooo. her body felt heavy. and everything was foggy and unclear and depressing and horrible. her joints and head ached and her legs...her legs were really long. dizzily and clumsily, she made her way to the bathroom. she acknowledged that this dorm room was...not hers. a small, frightened whimper left her throat and she stiffened when the sound that came out was...foreign. oh no oh no oh no oh no. she flipped the light on and stared at herself in the mirror. okay. this was...she was...her fingertips traced her jawline and the opposite hand pulled a strand of hair from her scalp. she winced, but it confirmed that she was awake...was this a spell gone wrong? she didn't remember practicing anything...it took her a few more seconds to realize she recognized herself--himself--uhhh. John's tall friend. The boy who had given her the flower...She was in his body.
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✖ ❝'Enny is a witch.❞ ❝There is no possible way that everyone can live. Without a winner...There would be a shortage of candidates here. It would be like no one running for leader of your country. That is not only bad for creatures like myself, but bad for your race as well. Lack of candidates, lack of players, lack of Gameboards, which means significant lack of human life.❞ ❝I will return you when I am finished.❞ ❝Most negotiations have consequences for both sides, do they not?❞ ❝Curse... Be SPECIFIC or do not BOTHER SPEAKING...❞ ✖ ❝This game is 100 Days. You win by surviving until the end. Silly question.❞ ❝My previous statement was hypothetical. ...Unless you would like me to kill all but one of you? Interesting idea... ❞ ❝HAHA. How rude of you! KNOW YOUR PLACE. It is the most efficient way to exist.❞ ✖ ❝Roles? No roles. The purpose is to escape pawnhood.❞ ❝There is no one answer for that.❞ ❝Most of you will die. That is unavoidable. There is no way to alter the days in your favor.❞ ❝I could change the rules. I am not hiding any rules that are relevant to you pawns. Breaking the rules is not the only way to die, however.❞ ❝Cruel? I am one of the most empathetic demons in **! What warped perception you must have to call me cruel.❞ ❝No one has summoned me yet simply because no one has tried. Try and find out for yourself. There are consequences to every action.❞ ❝...Excuse me? I hardly think that is appropriate.❞ ❝There is no key.❞ ❝No, they cannot.❞ ❝...When did I say I opposed her?❞ ❝Your way of speaking agitates me. I will try to avoid conversing with you in the future.❞ ✖ ❝The prize and goal is to escape being a pawn and to be permitted actual life. You cannot share. There is absolutely no way for everyone to win. The way it's going now, not even one person will.❞ ✖ ❝Death is the most efficient way to get things motivate others. Stagnant and uncreative pawns are useless. ❞ ❝Well, that's enough of that. REACH UNDER THE TABLE. There will be an envelop for each of you with very specific instructions. It is your choice whether or not to follow them. Once you read the letter inside, you will be sent back to the gameboard. Good luck to you. I will be going now. It was a pleasure meeting most of you.❞ OOC: Unlocking the thread for those of you who aren't involved in this. IF YOU ARE WAITING ON YOUR LETTER, DO. NOT. POST. DON'T DO IT. WAIT UNTIL YOU GET IT TO CONTINUE ON.
❝Hello, everyone. Please remain in your seats.❞...❝Are any of you hungry? Would you like some coffee or cake? Do not feel rude to decline.❞...❝My name is Crestatia. I am the Coordinator of this game. If you would like to watch what is happening in the world you know, just look down through the table here.❞...❝It looks like they're having fun with this experiment. ...Have any of you met with Enny?❞...❝...Let me be frank with you. At the moment, the gameboard is heading towards a draw. There is no one particularly satisfying and we are in dire need of a winner. Additionally, there is an unevenness now that Enny has entered the game. In truth, I must kill some of you. I must to kill all but one, to absolutely fair, but...I will abstain.❞...❝Do not take it personally.❞...❝You are all here because--as you may have figured--you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Such a horrible thing, I am aware, but sometimes it is necessary, for the sake of the pawns, to tangle with fate and the element of surprise.❞...❝Aah, what am I saying? You probably do not understand any of this. I suppose I shall allow you to ask questions before I continue. Choose wisely. As always, there is not very much time.❞
That must have been really strange. xD "DERPDURR OH IT'S JAYN"
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[/url] ✔___ _________✔ xxxxxHe heard the door creak open, but pretended he hadn't, as he would have rather continued sleeping. What time was it? He didn't know...But the burning in his eyes was enough indication that it was not yet time to wake up. Delicately, he covered from his chin to his dark, messy locks with the top quilt of the bed, agitated when it just barely blocked out the curtain filtered light steadily seeping into the room. He remained quiet under the blankets, listening to Marcus shift around and hoping he would settle himself soon. In the mean time, he decided to browse Tumblr for a bit on his phone before drifting back off into a deep sleep... NIGHTMARE 294 ❝Theodore...THEODORE!! THEO!!❞❝...?❞❝Ah! He's waking up! Quickly now, retrieve the sword.❞❝Swor...? Oh, no.❞ ❝Here you are, Master Theodore.❞ ❝...❞❝Well...? What are you waiting on? There isn't much time!❞❝I am not doing this tonight, Rhia.❞❝Of course not, you're doing it now! ... ... Theo?❞❝...Despite what I may try, it will fail. I will fail, and you and the others will have to...have to die. I honestly can't fight like this. I do not understand why you keep bringing me here. It's been years now. I can't do it. ...There's never enough fucking time! At least give me a better weapon--what am I supposed to do with this?❞❝This is all of the time I can offer you. If you keep telling yourself you can't do it, then of course you won't...❞❝Rhia, I'm sorry, I just--❞❝The beast has arrived.❞❝Go...! Please...❞ Spoiler original script for the deaf xxxxx Green eyes opened to a dark room. His heart was pounding in his chest, but he quickly calmed it. The feeling was too familiar now...This was too routine. Quietly, he sat up in bed and turned on the lamp near him. His fingers were shaking, but with a bit more focus, he calmed those, too. It took him a few more seconds to steady his vision but once he had, he pulled a pale burgundy book from the drawer of his nightstand and started to flip through the pages without hesitation. Once he reached his desired page, he pulled a black ink pen from the same drawer and began to scribble something down. It was barely legible but at least he knew what he was trying to say. If he waited too long, the nightmare would leave him. It was crucial to remember the details and when they changed. He read over the words one last time...Then, he shut the book and placed it and the pen back where they came from. He turned off the lamp and descended back into the cave of his covers. He trembled, but shook the memories of the dream away now, surrendering to a hopefully peaceful slumber.
