Toys, toys, for all bad boys

All the good girls carousing

[neu] close up on the eyes
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Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Thursday
On the third day (or the fourth, depending on where you were currently huddled), the Toymaker cracked his knuckles and got to work: hallways shifted again, and groups that had been able to interact were cut off again. Gravity grew heavier to make it harder to walk, to run, to find the energy to move around.

The maze shifted again, and those trapped inside would have to see what new surprises awaited them today. The Toymaker wasn't done playing with them, even as their numbers began to dwindle. No, not at all.


[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc ]

Camp Two - Fireplace

At the back of the room stands a singular fireplace giving off some heat. On its mantle lies an array of little figurines, shifting day by day. Right now, a tiny brass coffee cup was there to taunt them all.

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If anyone wanted Annie, she'd be at the fireplace. Staring balefully at the coffee cup and wondering why no one ever came back from a room full of coffee. WHY WAS THERE NO ROOM FULL OF COFFEE.

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"I don't suppose somebody had a benevolent sense of humor and there's actually coffee in that?" Bo asked, coming up to study the figures. She'd found clothes that weren't from Frederick's of 'Ditewood yesterday, but you'd hopefully excuse her if she still had the baseball bat she'd woke up with gripped firmly in her hand.

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"No," Annie said with a pout. Also, she'd have drank it all. "Because someone somewhere hates us."

She paused.

"This wasn't my first clue to that, by the way."

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"No," Bo agreed, "But it's definitely the bean that broke the camel's back. Wake up half-naked on the ground, whatever." That said nothing telling about her lifestyle at all, no. "But this is just cruel."

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"Why do these things keep changing, anyway?" Annie asked. "And what's it going to be tomorrow? A figurine of a nice warm bed and a big meal and hugs?"

Sure, it'd be a figurine of hugs. Annie was maybe stressed.

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"How about figurines of us beating the crap out of whoever put us here?" Bo suggested. "I could get behind that. Hell, I might just decorate my whole apartment with them when I get home."

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"You could just go straight to decorating the walls with the heads of your enemies wow, you know, I might need sleep?"

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Bo made a face. "That would either be way too smelly or cost me a fortune in taxidermy."

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"Your details are ruining the petty revenge fantasy," Annie pointed out.

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Bo hadn't thought about it like that. "Good point. Garlands of heads it is. Maybe there's somebody with ice powers who can perma-freeze 'em."

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