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Prologue:  A funny thing happened after you went to sleep...

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Sundown Scribe
GM, 7 posts
Tue 9 Aug 2022
at 21:51
  • msg #1

Prologue:  A funny thing happened after you went to sleep...

You did fall asleep.

Maybe that was perfectly natural and normal.   Right in the place where you usually do that.
Or maybe it wasn't.   And happened somewhere that would've made it different, odd, perplexing, kind of crazy, or flat out dangerous.   If you were still there.

But you aren't.

Blackness...full, utter, complete.   Are your eyes shut-?  Not as far as you can tell. Indeed, although there is nothing else to be seen, you can still see yourself, when you glance downward, in spite of the fact there's no apparent source of light.

Neither is this all-encompassing void cold.  Right at perfect room temperature, you would swear.

And your body sure feels solid, if you check; seeming to rule out spontaneous astral projection, or the plucking of your spirit from your corporeal form.

No...wherever the hell you are, you are there wholly, as best you can discern.   Garbed in whatever way is typical when you right wrongs, fight crime, or otherwise strut your stuff.

And suddenly light...some indeterminable distance in front of you...flashes into being.  Silvery-white, strong but neither glaring nor harsh, and coalescing swiftly into the shape of a man.

And even more suddenly, there is a man...
This message was last edited by the GM at 22:34, Tue 09 Aug 2022.
Dr. Strange
NPC, 1 post
Tue 9 Aug 2022
at 21:54
  • msg #2

Prologue:  A funny thing happened after you went to sleep...

Stately, tall but not towering, and distinguished.  Clad in a distinctive, red and gold-trimmed cloak, azure garments, with an orange sash that matches the shade of his fitted gloves.

A round, golden amulet glints at his throat.

“Hello to all five of you.“ 

Yes...there are four others... you can see them now;  arrayed with you, in a semi-circle, about your host.

“Some of you may know me.  Sort of.    And for any who don’t...I’m Stephen Strange, the Sorcerer Supreme of my native reality.   I’ve brought you here because I -- no, scratch that -- this is in no way personal -- billions upon billions of beings need your help.    My spell drew you here because you are well suited to provide that help.”

https://i.imgur.com/lCqECA6.jpg"  data-lightbox="images-msg-2">https://i.imgur.com/lCqECA6.jpg"  align='right' alt=''>Strange gestured, spoke a single syllable, and following a play of light about his hand, there was now an hourglass in it.     Which he placed off to his left, where it hung quite steadily.

“So much you should know -- and a limited amount of time in which I have to convey it.”

The sands in the glass started trickling down...

Welcome to the game!   

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This message was last edited by the player at 22:33, Tue 09 Aug 2022.
Kid Hyperion
player, 1 post
Tue 9 Aug 2022
at 22:47
  • msg #3

Prologue:  A funny thing happened after you went to sleep...

Mark's expression darkened as this 'Strange' fellow spoke. He had been abducted. He had been taken from the bunker where he lived and transported to who-knew-where, at the whim of this man who claimed that billions of lives were in some manner of jeopardy.

Mark could set aside his ego for the moment. He had to know if Strange was telling the truth. If so, Mark would help. If not... well... Strange would come to regret his high-handedness.

"Tell me more," he said.
Cipher
player, 1 post
Wed 10 Aug 2022
at 03:13
  • msg #4

Prologue:  A funny thing happened after you went to sleep...

The nondescript young man (was his hair dirty blond? Light brown?) looked wholly out of place amidst this preternatural void. Amidst this magical spectacle, a man so forgettable that he seemed almost .… inhuman.

Despite his appearance, on his bland face was an unmistakable look of wary recognition. This was not his first experience with magic.

“Aye. I know you. Or, of you at least. State your purpose plainly, sorcerer. Spare us your riddles.”
Mordred
player, 1 post
Wed 10 Aug 2022
at 05:24
  • msg #5

Prologue:  A funny thing happened after you went to sleep...

Mordred tightens his grip on his staff as this Strange Sorcerer speaks his piece. He stares at the summoner, grateful that the shock on his face is concealed by the shadows of his hood. He listens quietly and carefully, for magic is something he has learned deserves one's full attention.

"You have my attention, Sorcerer Supreme," Mordred says in his light voice. "I'll not waste your time."
Specter
player, 1 post
Wed 10 Aug 2022
at 09:00
  • msg #6

Prologue:  A funny thing happened after you went to sleep...

The man in the red sunglasses listened as the Sorcerer said his piece, then leaned back in a relaxed position. Appearing strangely comfortable in this otherworldly Limbo-- even sleepy-- he gave a yawn. When their host had finished, he shrugged and muttered:

"Yeah. I figured it was something like that."
Valkyrie
player, 1 post
Barbara Norris
Woman Warrior On Wheels
Wed 10 Aug 2022
at 21:46
  • msg #7

Prologue:  A funny thing happened after you went to sleep...

“Yeah, I thought you were still tied up with that nasty business with Silver Dagger back in New York.” A gorgeous blonde in casual wear and a biker jacket stepped forward. Her voice sounded smooth, if husky from love of whiskey. Her blonde hair worn in two loose braids, she looked over the men with a bemused smirk. “Nice shades,” she told the other biker with a chuckle.

She appraised his jacket, and the patches with less levity. Perhaps recognizing a kindred spirit on some level. “Mmm. I do like the jacket.”
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