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Post by Sylvan Thails on Feb 5, 2010 7:56:31 GMT
*Sylvan offers a bow to Voldemort and smiles as she moves for the passageway.*
I invoke the right of Blood and Home, may the Earth recognize it's Master here.
*Spoken softly before she descends and sees the gathered and those just entering into their doors. Without even a moment's hesitation, she moved for one of the doors she nor Erupttat had placed and opens it to see what lay beyond. Better the Unknown for a true test of herself than a possibility of knowing what lies beyond. Her wand was out and ready; though she had no idea what lie beyond it held the possibility of having to use smarts rather than magic.*
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Post by Thails Labyrinth on Feb 5, 2010 10:15:56 GMT
~~Left for the others are one door where bright light emits and two doors where metal clanks.~~
~~Peter Pettigrew~~
~~The passage leads to a cold icy room, with bodies hanging from chains on the walls.~~
~~One male is dressed like a gladiator, one with a deerstalker hat and tweed jacket, one a suit, shades and trilby and a female with flowers in her hair.~~
~~In the centre of the room is a table, where a large knife lays upon it.~~
~~The table has on it markings, symbols.~~
~~The first is a love heart, the second a magnifying glass, the third a trumpet and the fourth a claw.~~
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 5, 2010 19:04:19 GMT
Of course his room would lead to a cold room where dead bodies hung from the ceiling. He nearly wanted to throw up at the site. For some reason, the bodies reminded him of his old friends. The ones he had betrayed so long ago. Trying not to run into the bodies, he scampered tothe table, observing its markings and the knife. What was he suppose to do. He looked aroudn the room for some kind of sign. Perhaps he shouldn't have agreed to do this afterall.
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Post by Thails Labyrinth on Feb 5, 2010 20:07:14 GMT
~~Left for the others are one door where bright light emits and two doors where metal clanks.~~
~~Zero Quinn~~
~~The pensieve shows him various events relating to his past.~~
~~He is first shown for a small time, his mother in her long agonising time in childbirth.~~
~~The vision fades away and he is shown various times in his youth that he is forced to lie to his friends in order to hide his families secrets.~~
~~The memories of his youth fade and he reappears seeing his first meeting with Venus Tamwell.~~
~~The memories shift through various moments of his relationship with her, their closeness and intimacy.~~
~~He is then shown her unfaithfulness, her times with Harry Potter and Gilderoy Lockhart.~~
~~As a contrast, he is shown his own unfaithfulness, with Sebastian.~~
~~Finally, the wedding. He is positioned at a seat in the audience able to see himself at the altar as Venus approaches. He dissapparates with Sebastian and Venus breaks down, their friends and Zero's disappointed family rushing to her side.~~
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Post by Thails Labyrinth on Feb 5, 2010 21:14:30 GMT
~~Sylvan Thails~~
~~The maze recognises its mistress.~~
~~Her door leads to a small room with a desk in the middle.~~
~~Upon it is some parchment and a quill with ink.~~
~~The parchment reads:~~
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in a thousand years?
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Post by Peon Erupttat on Feb 5, 2010 21:20:35 GMT
*A passageway opens in the room that Pettigrew is in, and Erupttat steps through.*
You have been given a puzzle. You need to use the clues in the room. The symbols represent things that can be found in here. Put them together.
*He walks back through the passage which closes and forms back into rock wall once he disappears.*
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Post by Sylvan Thails on Feb 6, 2010 0:14:57 GMT
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in a thousand years?
*Sylvan walks to the desk and reads the riddle and chuckles softly. Reaching out and taking the quill up in her hands and writes the letter 'M' on the bottom of the parchment. Straightening and waits for either something to happen or for a door to appear so she may either be done or go further into the labyrinth.*
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Post by Severus Snape on Feb 6, 2010 1:54:53 GMT
*Lifts his wand, lighting the tip as he enters a room. His pace slows as he continues into the room, the shadowy edge of what seems to be a cliff, or a pit of some sort can be seen. Upon seeing this edge, Severus halts, robes settle around him, and he raises his wand higher to cast the light from his wand further. The light from his wand doesn't travel far, and he murmurs softly.*
Lumos Maxima..
*The light from his wand travels toward the centre of the room, and hangs just inches from the ceiling, casting enough light over the room. Now he can see that the edge he came upon is indeed the edge to a pit, and he moves forward to look over the edge. He can only see a murky blackness below, giving the sense the pit goes on forever.*
*Hearing the cries from above he cast his sights upward, and finds the cage; inside the cage is a girl, whimpering into the darkness. For the first second, his eyes widen. Who is she? He tears his eyes away from the cage, and takes in everything, from the blade to the glass covered rocks, thinking, "Puzzle pieces...". Silent in his contemplation, Severus lets his eyes wander back to the cage, and the girl within. He knows this task could be the death of him- one minuscule slip up, and everything might possibly be ruined. The whimpering is slowly but surely getting on his nerves, and he glowers at the bottom of the cage. Surely there isn't any reason for him to care for the girl, he doesn't even know who she is.*
"You will be entering the labyrinth one by one, and upon entering presented with tasks.
You will all be in direct competition, so feel free to take any opportunity to disadvantage any opponent once inside.
Once the Labyrinth deems you worthy, it will provide you with an exit."
*He narrows his eyes, focusing on nothing in particular as he whispers into the darkness.*
The maze seems to have a mind of it's own...
*Glances back up at the cage, suddenly realizing that the whimpering figure trapped within could be just as much of an illusion as she could be real. There is one thing he knows for certain however, and that might make all of the difference in how he chooses to play this out. Shifting his weight forward, his cold voice travels upward, calling to the girl.*
Stop blubbering and answer some questons.*
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Post by Valley Tayllore on Feb 6, 2010 2:23:16 GMT
*after everyone else had entered the maze, some of them shoving around rather stupidly, in her opinion, she followed through, with a respectful head-nod to her master*
*she entered with everyone else through a hallway into a room with different options as to where to go next, she was nervous, but kept her breath steady and her posture confident*
*she was unsure of what to do, and took a minute (hand on her wand tightly, keeping a constant awareness of what was around her) to decide which she would go through*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Feb 6, 2010 4:56:07 GMT
~~Sebastian Bordeaux~~~~Through Sebastian's door is a small well lit box room containing a plaque.~~ No mere human mortal may pass through these halls. Only one imbued with magical power can hope to survive. Use your skills and your wits to pass through. ~~Ahead a passage leads through a long winding almost pitch black corridor, with uneven flooring and odd steps leading downwards.~~ *Freezes, glancing anxiously as he realises he is alone and without Zero, heart sinking in misery. He only chose this path because he thought he could be dependent on his darling boy.* *Wistfully.* Zero, why are you not here?*Sighs heavily, skimming every inch of the room, feeling uneasy as he sees the shadowed steps leading into pure darkness. Sebastian hesitantly drags his feet to the plaque, face breaking into a radiant smile as he reads the inscription.* *Thinks.* I'm magical; I'm a wizard! I'm as Pureblooded and as red-blooded as a boy can be. This is ALL too easy!*Unthinkingly waltzes toward the gloom-filled stairs, in high spirits as he believes he had chosen wisely.*
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Post by Gabriel Rosier on Feb 6, 2010 5:05:27 GMT
[quote author=labyrinth board=thails thread=6833 post=190171 time=1265307803
~~Gabriel Rosier~~
~~Through Gabriel's door is a passage leading to a huge room lined with enormous columns and the floor covered in crispy leaves.~~
~~Dead bodies are scattered among them, not bloodied or beaten, merely dead.~~
~~An inscription near the entrance reads.~~
A sound could wake the dead.
~~Far in the distance across the massive room the exit awaits.~~[/quote]
**Instinctively finds his wand, magically lighting it to better examine the room, flinching slightly at seeing the scattered bodies, casting a few spells to decipher who the people are, but his attempts are fruitless.**
**Without moving, Gabriel reads the inscription, hoping against hope that he hasn't made any slight noise.**
**Quickly casts a Silencing Charm on himself and the room itself, treading noiselessly on the crispy leaves.**
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Post by Thails Labyrinth on Feb 6, 2010 16:02:25 GMT
~~Left for the others are one door where bright light emits and two doors where metal clanks.~~
~~Sylvan Thails~~
~~The writing on the parchment fades away and more text appears.~~
Another easy one for you mistress.
~~A new riddle appears.~~
Take from an aethonon his wings, Take from a unicorn his horn, Take from a zebra his stripes, What creature yet is spawn.
~~Severus Snape~~
~~The little girl, still sniffing, peers out from her cage and sees the man below her.~~
Please sir... help me...
~~Tears stream down her face, she is absolutely terrified.~~
~~Sebastian Bordeaux~~
~~The darkness grows as the corridor goes on, seemingly endless, with harzardous, almost invisible steps all over the place.~~
~~Gabriel Rosier~~
~~The door awaits containing his next task as he successfully passes through the room without making a sound.~~
~~As before the room closes behind him and a passage leads to the next challenge.~~
~~A stone table with symbols engraved on it is in the center of the room.~~
~~One is a running man, one is a flame, one is musical note and the last is a water drop.~~
~~On one side of the room is another stone table with various dead creatures on it.~~
~~There is a kneazle, an augurey, an albino bloodhound, a bowtruckle, an erkling, a fire crab, a fwooper bird, an imp and a kappa.~~
~~An inscription by the animals reads.~~
Put the symbols together.
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Post by Rodolphus Lestrange on Feb 6, 2010 16:09:25 GMT
*Stands with the others as he watched them all enter their doors one by one*
*Is proud that his apprentice has stepped forward to choose a door*
*Gives her a pleasing nod as she walks by him and he watches her enter the door of light*
*The nearest door to him is the other door of light so this is the one he chooses stepping through it blindingly with the door slamming shut behind him*
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Post by Thails Labyrinth on Feb 6, 2010 17:03:14 GMT
~~Left for the others are the two doors where metal clanks and gears grind.~~
~~Rodolphus LeStrange~~
~~The rock formations move and close the passageway behind him as he passes through the door.~~
~~The room stays blindingly bright.~~
~~The room is circular with a pool of water in the middle.~~
~~Above the pool floats a huge fireball, which is giving out most of the light.~~
~~A stone tablet near the entry reads:~~
Use your magical skills to survive.
~~The fireball begins to grow at a steady pace, beginning to fill the room.~~
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Post by Sylvan Thails on Feb 6, 2010 18:48:31 GMT
*Sylvan's lips carve an almost shark-like smile as she watches the parchment address her. She reads the next riddle. Her lips purse softly as she writes a single word on the parchment. 'Horse'. She straightens again, quill in hand as her eyes sweep the room. She speaks in a soft voice, though the language is in her own tongue. Coming with a soft cadence that is lost in English.*
~I shall trust these riddles grow steadily harder. Aside shame, what is the punishment for failure here?~
*Whether she expects the parchment to answer her or some disembodied voice is uncertain. What she did know is that she wouldn't be satisfied simply breezing through this test. She knew what was on the line here and she wanted to prove her worth of what she sought. What she was sure she was worthy to call her own.*
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