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 ~A Beam of Light, [Event - Self Starter]
Desk Lamp
 Posted: Oct 17 2017, 06:43 AM
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Desk Lamp was lying in bed, a cat of unusual size curled up next to them, rather frustrated at how light it was getting in their room. The lights were off and it was most certainly nighttime, so something was definitely wrong, but they were just too lazy to do anything about it right now. Besides, what could possibly be worth disturbing the cat? They really hadn't been spending enough quality time with him. Maybe they'd call in their mom?

A few annoying wails of "Mooooom" later, Desk Lamp's mom was not present. Ugh. Still too lazy to move. It was a crime to be forced to get out of bed once it was later than 8:30 anyway, even if they couldn't sleep with how bright it was.

Eventually, their annoyance beat out everything else, and they rolled out of bed with a few melodramatic pterodactyl noises. They opened the window blinds and pressed their face to the glass, trying to see what was going on. It looked like the sun was in the sky, or something burning up, anyway. Was their house about to be hit by a meteor? Lit. That was always how they'd wanted to go. That would leave several things undone on their bucket list, but oh well. Dying dramatically was on their bucket list, and they didn't fancy the idea of going to school tomorrow anyway. They wiggled back next to their cat, listening to him purr as they scratched his cheek. "Hey, Beanie, are you okay with this?" they yawned. "Oh, you big bean. You are so cute."

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Kaien
 Posted: Oct 17 2017, 12:17 PM
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You will not die today.

A powerful voice resonates through them, providing warmth and comfort. Then, before they can so much as move, a strange force pulls them away from the chill. The world spins in an instant before going completely dark. They soar through the blank space, their body somehow guided to where it needs to go. An orange light appears as the rushing sensation slows. It spreads, consuming the endless void as they move to a stop, being left on the ground to compose themself.

The energy continues to move through them, empowering their body and warming them back up. As it fervently works to wash away the pain and exhaustion through Desk Lamp's body, a few more presences enter, their power aiding in washing through them. Three auroras of light dance through the air casually, as if watching over them. Reds, yellow, and blues, contrast the sunset orange that covers the world around them. The immense power conjoined works to comfort them, and provides a safety unknown before.

Once they've collected themself, the strongest of the forces pulls away, the energy slowly draining. Two others start to fade, their corresponding colors with it, as the blue collects into a single, more intense bubble. It floats to the ground, flattening and expanding as the hue takes over, coating over the dying orange that was there before. Eventually everything was covered in the array of blues, and the floor appeared to be covered in a layer of water.

And now we begin.

The water started to ripple in three spots ahead of them, and in the center of each disturbance it started to rise, constructing a beam of sort. It rose, eventually expanding to flatten out into a surface, crafting a table before freezing into a solid, smooth ice. Once all three were complete, a few items started to appear on them, their surfaces taking normal textures and color, much different than the surreal colors that surrounded them.

On the first table formed a slim, long object. As it took former, silver glistening off the blade, it appeared to be a sword. The hilt formed around the base, small but big enough for her hand. The intricate silver design was complimented by a sapphire at the base, and a single matching blue line tracing around the hilt and up to the base of the sword. There didn't seem to be anything else appearing around it.

The second table created a small chest, it's design colored in a base of gold, the swirling designs etched into it's surface. The seam made it clear it could be opened, however there was no clear lock. On the top were carved 3 square slots. Around the box were a series of equally shaped cubes, in 6 colors: Blue, Yellow, Red, Orange, Green, and Purple. Three cubes entered at the top of the chest would cause it to pop open, and inside would be a key.

The last table held a piece of paper, inkwell, and pen. Paper was plain, but the pen had a beautifully carved handle, swirling two different hues of blue together up the handle. The tip was a shining gold, pronged to pick up and guide the ink as intended. The words on the page listed instructions to answer the following riddle.

I am one that runs forever
But never will I move
I do not have two lungs or a throat
But still you hear my mighty roar.

What am I?

Once completed, the paper will fold in on itself, creating a round token shape before hardening.

Choose one to open the door.

Once the axe, token, or key was picked up, a door would appear ahead. If the sword was chosen. the door would have no handle, but looked almost brittle. One swing of the sword would cause both to dissipate. If the token was acquired, the door would have a grove carved in the middle, for it to be placed in Then the door would swing inwards. If the key was acquired, then the metal door would appear, hosting a keyhole in the handle to unlock and open the door.

Go through the door.

Once it was opened, the door would show their reflection, the glossy water moving and shining in the frame. Once they crossed the barrier, the world would revert to white, the path behind them disappearing completely.

And face the next trial..


Welcome to the void between universes. Ho-oh and her beasts will challenge Desk Lamp in a variety of ways, to discover how they faces and overcomes the obstacles they lay. The three legendary beasts will take turns creating puzzles or riddles to solve. Each will have a variety of answers to choose from, but don't fret - there are no right or wrong answers. If Desk Lamp is unsure or unwilling to complete a challenge, they need only sit down and they will progress to the next step. They will use their methods and choices to help determine what type of pokemon compliments Desk Lamp, and their process will be considered when selecting their partner. However, Ho-oh's decision is influenced by what she believes works best in tandem with Desk Lamp, so where the answers lead may yet surprise you!

If you choose to do the option with the colored cubes, please make sure you mention which colors they use! Feel free to PM or hit me up in the cbox about answers for the riddle.



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Desk Lamp
 Posted: Oct 17 2017, 01:39 PM
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When the voice rang in Desk Lamp's head and their hand ceased to feel kitty fur, they panicked for a second. "Whawha?" was the most comprehensible thing that came out of the resulting splutter, but the warmth and feeling of benevolence calmed them down soon enough. They squinted when the three smaller lights appeared, trying to find what was at their cores, or at least what they were shaped like, with no luck. When the second voice spoke, Desk Lamp realized that this was something important and that wasting time inspecting the absolute nothing besides the blue floor left behind by the lights was probably an inadvisable course of action.

They sat up, calling out to the presence that probably remained. "Is Argie safe? The cat? The big beautiful beanbag bagpipe boy?" When nothing responded, they bit their bottom lip, eyebrows furrowing, before getting to their feet (oh man, the ground was kind of cold) and mumbling something about human supremacists.

As they ambled towards the icy tables, the instruction to "choose one" was not very helpful, especially considering there was no visible door to be opened. What would happen if they chose wrong? Would the door not open? This sounded dangerously like some sort of twisted personality quiz. They inspected each of the tables. First, the sword. That might come in handy later, but what were they supposed to do with it and a door? Pick the lock with the blade? Would that make them come off as an aggressive person? Well, they kind of were, but they weren't really feeling that right now.

Second, the chest. They didn't think they could fit their fingers in between the lid and the main body to pry it open, but there had to be some way to open it. Their eyes fell upon the cubes, which would fit perfectly in the indents on top. It seemed like some sort of puzzle, but with no instructions. That sounded frustrating, so they moved on to the last table.

Before they even registered the pen, the answer to the riddle popped into their head- a river. They'd probably heard that one somewhere before. Well, this was just too easy, and they liked a challenge. They flipped the paper over and doodled a bit, starting with a humanoid monster with squid arms wearing casual business attire. They ended up filling the paper with all sorts of characters their mind wandered to, filling up the last remaining corner of the space with their signature three-second self-portrait that resembled an angry potato. They hoped this didn't count as answering the riddle.

They turned around to consider their other options again. They figured the nature of the puzzle would present itself once they started working on it, and puzzles were fun, so Desk Lamp returned to the chest. It seemed most like one of those guess-the-sequence puzzles, where the chest would somehow convey which cube was in the correct position and which were supposed to be in other places and which weren't part of the sequence at all. They decided to start systematically, placing the first three colors of the rainbow, red, orange, and yellow, into the slots, in that order. To their surprise, the chest popped open, and they had the sneaking suspicion that any old combination would have had the same result. At least there was a key now, a useful tool for opening doors in most cases. They grabbed it and inserted it into the keyhole of the newly manifested door, turning it the wrong way at first before successfully opening it and stepping through, surprised that the curtain of water didn't wet their pajamas. Wet fleece was not warm fleece.

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Kaien
 Posted: Oct 19 2017, 12:04 PM
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Worry Not.

They stepped through the watery reflection, the droplets of water separating and seeming to float in the air around them, little blue orbs sitting still in place. Though their eyes would be met with a new, brighter world as they stepped through, the radiant yellow hues in the void around them a startling contrast to the cool blues they'd seen before. It was brilliant, the colors of this strange world, and the air seemed to crackle in a few places, snaps of electricity decorating the air.

There was a new energy to this place, more upbeat and uplifting then those before it. It pricked at their skin, enticing and refreshing them, attempting to soothe their concerns, their anxiety. Their struggles dealing with the idea of failure and trying to meet their expectations had not gone unnoticed, however such pain was not something they could solve so easily. Still, they would try, and the power rushing through them would remedy any discomfort it could.

Your best is enough.

Up ahead, they'd see a small table with a mallet on it, and six holes in a hexagon around it. The holes were too dark to see what was inside, but if they picked up the item they'd find out quickly enough. Out of the back most hole a golden orb came rising out, shooting up before falling back down. The orbs would start coming out through alternate holes, waiting for them to smack them. They would increase in speed until 50 had been released, regardless of how many were hit. However many they did end up hitting would be counted on the golden table, the red number starting at 0 and counting up until they was finished, if they chose to participate.

At an angle to the left was a small pedestal, with a hole in the center containing a flame. Resting on the surface around it were the thirds of a sphere, all smoothly cut and evenly sized. The clean cuts could be held up into each other to recreate the perfect sphere each colored piece came from. The blue piece, once touched, would fill them with a sense of peace and contentment. It made them feel like they were alone, but they would be comfortable and without conflict. The red piece once touched would provide a sense of love, all directed at them. Surrounded by others, but with the drama and war that comes with competing interests. The last, the yellow, filled them with a sense of power. It made them feel as if they could do anything, to accomplish anything their heart desired. A gift that would come with a hunger, never truly being happy with what they had..

Written into the surface were the instructions for this task. Choose one, the most appealing of these three, to cast into the fire." As soon as one was in the fire, it would consume the piece of sphere and immediately go out. Then, they were free to move on to the next task.

The next table forward and to the right was waiting for them. On it was three items, each glowing a bit as if to pull their attention. There was a padlock, with a shining silver glow to it. Inscribed around the dial was the word "Safety". Next to it was a miniature chest, the framework glowing gold with the base in a warm orange color. In the front of the chest was the word "Acquisition". The last item was a earthy, shimmering bronze model of a bed, the mattress and sheets matching the color of the frame holding it. In the back of the frame was inscribed "Comfort".

Up ahead there would be a keyboard, set up and ready to play. The brilliant white keys shined in the yellow world, beautiful and free from any dirt or dust. On the top of the keyboard were three buttons that read "Easy", "Intermediate", and "Hard". Once they pressed one, a key would light up orange, waiting for them to press it. With it pressed, another would light up, the song starting. Each note for the song they were to play would light up, not waiting for them but keeping with the tempo. If they could keep up, the music would be beautiful. If not, it would simply be incomplete. As could be gleaned from the options, each challenge rating would give a different level of song and tempo, increasing in difficulty based on their choice.

Complete all, some, or none.

With the tasks finished (or not), a spark of light would crash into the ground from the sky. In the place of impact would be a golden door, with intricate filigree decorating the frame and face of the door. The designs seemed to spiral into the handle on the left side, the golden handle forming at the center of the design. When they opened the door, it would be the same as the one before, the film of water blocking out whatever new challenges awaited them.

There is more to be done.




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Desk Lamp
 Posted: Oct 26 2017, 10:43 AM
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Desk Lamp's lip twitched upwards, thanks to the combination of this invigorating new energy and the prospect of more fun little challenges. This time, they got to do all of them, but only if they wanted to. Sweet. The first thing that appeared was fairly obviously similar to a game of whack-a-mole, which they were decent at and usually had some fun with at arcades. They picked up the mallet and gave it a twirl, savagely descending upon the first orb at the greatest speed they could once it popped up. With only one orb popping up at a time, this was a fairly easy game until around thirty-five. Then they started to miss a few, and was too busy fumbling to hit a single one after forty-three. When the orbs stopped, they assumed the game was over and checked their score. A solid thirty-nine. Not bad, but not good either.

On to the pedestal. Desk Lamp read the instructions and was left a little confused, wondering if this was another thing about favorite colors. Since their favorite color was red, they picked up that slice of the sphere first, only to suddenly have a feeling of warmth and love wash over them. It was almost overwhelming. While that definitely seemed nice, they figured they should consider their other options. They touched the blue one next. It felt like a comfy bed, sort of, which reminded them, annoyingly, that they were still sleepy, but nobody was there for them. What if they needed something? They knew they couldn't stand an entire day with no human interaction at all, so they put that one down.

The yellow one felt so very empowering. They could do whatever they wanted. Anything they wanted, if they just put their mind to it. They had high ambitions- they wanted people to recognize them as someone with universal merit when they were older, someone who could be in a history book, even a niche one. They could do that. Better yet, they could stop being such a goddamn perfectionist. They could choose to not care. They could decide to sit down and draw something and never have art block again. So what if there was always something more they wanted? If there wasn't, life would be absolutely no fun at all. Besides, they simply couldn't imagine such a state, being a sheltered teenager. All they really needed was huggable round things and some video games to keep them occupied. So, with gusto, they dropped the yellow piece into the fire, stepping back when the flame erupted momentarily before winking out.

Next! They marched over to the table with the three objects with slight luminescence, still feeling the rush from the yellow piece. It seemed they had to pick between safety, comfort, and acquisition. Acquisition was already off the table (figuratively)- they had lots of things already and didn't consider themselves a materialistic person, even if they really liked receiving gifts. Now to choose between safety and comfort. They mulled it over for a minute before coming to the conclusion that comfort meant nothing without safety. Besides, they were perfectly okay with somewhat uncomfortable physical conditions, in fact liking to prove themselves tough, so they twisted the knob on the safety lock. It was a little disappointing when nothing happened- the lock didn't even pop open. They moved on to the keyboard.

This was familiar. They used to play the piano, and they had been quite good at it, but they hadn't touched one in years. Subconsciously, they started to quietly hum a haunting tune they wished they were able to play. Fearing failure, which would lead to embarrassment even though who or whatever was watching probably didn't care, they decided to play it safe and press the easy button. It was a simple little bit of music that only required one hand to play. That was a little underwhelming.

They reeled back with a yelp when what was basically lightning hit the ground not ten feet away from them, seemingly placing down a golden door. This time, there was no lock, only a knob. Of course, they twisted it and moved on to whatever awaited them next. It wasn't as if they had a lot of choice in the matter.

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Kaien
 Posted: Oct 27 2017, 10:14 AM
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Be true to yourself.

Another world, come and gone, as they stepped from the cool waters into a world very much the opposite. As their feet hit the ground beneath them, red flames flickered and spread out, building a crimson red platform that ended much sooner than those previous. If they looked over the edge, it was easy to see the bottom, though it was quite a distance down. Yet somehow, along the descent, there were items floating, waiting. There would be no way to try and get any of them without jumping.

And to their left, a more practical solution to getting down: a set of stairs. However, the stairs did not turn, and based on the wall that grew as the descended, it was clear these would take them to a different place entirely. There were no promises of items to be found, but for some the simple promise of a safe descent would outweigh the bravery or desire for the items, unclear as they were beneath them.

A leap of faith, or a steady path.

A Leap Of Faith

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Should they choose to leap, they'd find the fall taking longer than they might have expected. The ground appeared to stay the same, and yet the distance seemed to stretch on and on as they accelerated towards it. It wasn't long until the items they had spotted, three objects glowing with a subtle red light, came into view. If they angled their body just so, they'd be able to reach any of the three, but only one would be able to be taken. They were too far apart for them to be able to retrieve two.

If they stretched towards their right, they would be able to get their hands on a gem in the shape of a heart. If they stretched straight ahead of them, they would be able to grab a hammer, a wooden handle with a dark red tinted head. If they reached towards their left, they could grasp a craft of sorts, it's hollow open base ending in a longer, thinner strip of wood, with strings tightly bound from the top to the base. It seemed to be an instrument of sorts, though it was small enough to be grabbed easily with one hand.

As they got closer to the ground, they'd find their body feeling a bit lighter before impact. Instead of having to angle their body for the perfect landing to avoid getting hurt, it seemed whatever power was looming in the air was giving them some assistance in landing safely. Once their feet touched the ground, the flames would spread out from their feet once again, crawling forward to build the next path for them to take.

A Steady Path
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The stairs looked to go on for ages, going lower and lower than their sight could let them see. But there were walls on both sides of them, so jumping was not an option. Even if they considered going back up to change their decision, they'd find that the stairs had vanished, as the wall behind them grew larger and larger with each step they took. Though still the path seemed to be safe, and relatively easy. After all, they wasn't climbing stairs.

After a bit, some souls would grow bored of descent. Luckily for them, there was something waiting up ahead. It was a podium, the skinny support holding the flat stand at the top with a two brighter red buttons. Between them was a rolled up scroll, bound together by a bit of twine. The buttons themselves would seem strange enough to the island native, not having the level of technology that would indicate use of such things. Should they inspect the scroll, they'd find words explaining just what these strange buttons were.

You must make your way to the bottom of the staircase, now that you've come this far. But there is still quite the distance to traverse. You may choose to continue normally, keeping to the simplistic path ahead. Or you may elect to press one of the buttons before you. The button to the left will flatten the stairs into an angled slope, allowing you to slide down the rest of the way rather than walking. The button to your right will increase the challenge, creating much higher gaps between steps that would need to be climbed carefully to descend.

Choose with your instinct.

Whichever way they chose to get to the bottom would lead them to the same place, which went through a hole marking the end of the walls. The space would open up again, stretching out infinitely as usual. Once their feet touched the ground, they'd feel the warmth of the fire as it sparked up once again, spreading out and in front of them to craft the next path before their very eyes.

Prepare yourself.

The path split into three, all going forward and fanning out from them. One straight ahead, and one diagonally at either side of it. The middle path was filled with shrubbery and tall trees, odd natural life that spawned from the fire around them. they wasn't able to see the other side, and getting through the tightly knit jungle-like path would require a lot of guesswork, strain, and trying not to trip over the plant life.

The path spanning to their left seemed straight-forward, the coast on the far side able to be seen. It was an admirable distance, but nothing seemed overly challenging about the trek. In between the two sides was a pool of water, the darkness indicating it was much deeper than they would ever know. While swimming across was a rather standard idea, the longer they looked the more the distance would catch on. Getting across this gap with such depths would take a large amount of stamina.

The final path rose up, a series of platforms above a pit. They were moving left and right, none of them at the same pace or in the same range. The ascended up to a cliff at the top, which they would need to scale about 20ft to get all the way up. It would require dexterity and great timing to leap across from platform to platform and climb up the end wall, which oddly enough had handholds they could grab to get up. Still, they were not large, and would require precision to use. If they found himself falling at any point, the force around them would lightly carry them back to the start to try again.

No matter which path they chose, the end result would be the same. Once they made it to the other end, and possibly even while they was still on the path, they would see the brilliant ruby door waiting for them. It was much the same as the previous two, but the inside was very different. As they opened the door, they'd find another ascending staircase, made of a dark orange brick. The walls were closed in on all sides, and would replace the door once they entered. From the top showered down the brilliant saffron light that had brought them to this place originally, beckoning to them to ascend.

Judgment awaits.





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