In a room
The sign reads
"Welcome all new travellers.
To continue you must go through a series of doors.
After going through you will pick a costume. You will then become a half- human and half that creature.
After a week(100 mins a hour,20 hrs a day,10 days a week) has passed you may morph and get another costume. To start of with you will only be able to become 40% human to 60% human.
If you put on a costume you will then become that creature, be teleported to it's home town and have to wait a week before being able to morph.
After 50 costumes you may change into one of your other costumes and become 30% to 70% human. When changing costumes you must wait at least an hour before you can change costumes again.
100 different species/gender costumes allows you to gender-morph and become 20% to 80% human
200 different species costumes allows you to combine costumes and become 10% to 90% human
400 different species costumes allows you to return to your world with no more morphing
And 800 different species costumes makes a polymorph and allows you to morph outside of this world.
Also if you have a costume like a centaur then the human part will always be human and is counted towards the human percentage.
Any gender/species transformation magic of yours can only change your gender(if you have at least 100 costumes) and the animal part to a different animal.
When you change into a different costume (that you already have) you may teleport to that species home town but you will have the week penalty where you have no costume changes.
If you die while wearing a costume you will be reborn at the local inn (or appropriate location ). If you have more then 100 costumes you will lose the costume you had when you died and go to an appropriate place for your next costume.
If you fail to make it out in 100 years(100 weeks in a year) one of your possible forms will be chosen and you will be permanently stuck in that form(apart from magic) until you die. Also there will be no possibility of going back to your world.
Also, one final note: should you take a female form and become pregnant, you won't be able to change your gender until the child is born, though the other aspects of your form may change (the child will change to match.) That is all, and good luck!
You realise that you have to do what the sign said to do and go through the doors and grab a costume.
Alternatively you could use the key system to determine the room
Written by Catprog on 11 February 2004
Air Creatures
You find yourself in what appears to be a glass room suspended high in the sky.
The stairs are blocked by a force field.
You realise you have to go through one of the three sky blue doors numbed 1,2 & 3.
What door do you want?
Written by Catprog on 11 February 2004
Myth Air
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.
There are two more doors however and both of them have a sign on them saying
Costume room for
Element: Air
Type: Myth
Gender: ????
So which door do you want
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
Male Myth Air
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.
There are five costumes in this room, all of them male, all of them are myth air creatures.
- Gargoyle
- Griffen
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
Dragon
You grab a Dragon costume.
All of a sudden every other costume disappears.
As there is nothing else to do you put on the costume that you grabbed.
The changes start almost immediately as a mirror appears for you to watch the transformation.
The first thing to happen is your torso bonds to the scales and you can suddenly feel your wings. With a sense of amazement you try them out and hover slightly.
The next thing is your lower body.
You watch as your groin becomes flat. You wonder why and then you remember. All dragon equipment is internal<span class=female>You wonder why your groin is flat and then you remember that all dragon equipment is internal</span>.
Meanwhile the rest of your body has changed. You have a long tail and your head has changed. You are now a humanoid dragon of approximately human proportions.
First though what type of dragon are you?
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
Red Dragon
You wait for a moment. The glass room dissolves around you, and you find yourself in a mountain range, surrounded by gray, jagged rocks. You could explore the area on foot, or try your wings out.
Written by Zodiac on 21 July 2006
I Want to Stand, With, You on a Moun, Tennn...
The sky is dark, and gray, like newborn ashes... are they ashes? The winds are fierce as dragons themselves, and you hold your new wings tightly tucked lest they blow you away. The gray stone clatters and crunches under your talons as you wander idly around on the top of the ridge, an island in an ocean of fog. For the first few minutes you play on the rocks, leaping to some, fluttering to others and gliding to others more, getting comfortable with your new controls.
While you do, your mind thinks to itself. A little uneasy with being a red dragon, per se, you're comforted by the fact that you have only one head and are not, in fact, the devil. You then think ahead, to the long road before you... you're here on this mountain range for a week, and then another costume awaits... 400 costumes minimum if you want to return home, 800 if you want to keep all the forms you acquire... a sentence of four to eight years.
This thought is a sobering one as you cross your arms and sit down a moment.
The air temperature drops, snow materializes and begins to swirl. Suddenly you're struck by an acute sense of loneliness. Four. To *eight.* *Years.* Sure, being a dragon is the most horizon-broadening experience you've ever had, and you'll probably be meeting one soon, even, this being (apparently) the dragons' hometown, but... what about your family/friends/pets/other people/beings you loved back home? What would they say?
They'd be worried sick, you leaving without a word, disappearing in the night... and they'd never find you. You will be declared legally dead in two years, and won't make it out for another two *minimum.*
After years of wondering and uncertainty, your loved ones are going to be putting an empty casket in the ground under a tombstone with your name on it. The grief will probably scar them all, to a lesser or greater degree, simply because they won't get answers until long after the scars have been made.
And you without so much as a cell phone.
You leap to your feet, teeth slightly bared in a sudden grimace as you try to keep control of your tear ducts. You then sit down again. There's nothing you can do to speed this up. The tides of fate are too strong. You're here for four years minimum, four hundred weeks to be precise. You can't stop thinking of their faces...
Hot and bright, a few beads of flame roll out of the corners of your eyes, your diaphragm heaves, and quiet, alien sounds rumble out of your throat--the sound of a weeping dragon.
The snow has become a blizzard when light spills out of the rock beneath you, which you see through the gaps between your arms. A blue dragon the size of a horse pokes its head over its doorway to look at you, a majestic thing with a full crop of horns and a tasteful frill. It must have heard you. You wipe the tears from your eyes, embarrassed and not embarrassed all at once, and they hiss as they hit the snow.
The dragon seems still to be trying to figure you out.
Finally it rumbles at you in what feels like a language created by a bass speaker. When you don't respond, it tries again. "Can you understand now?" it asks. Still awed by the bluey, you nod.
"Well, c'mon inside then. It's gonna get cold."
Written by Mr.Peaches on 14 November 2006
The end (for now)