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.
You watch as your chest becomes flat.The next thing is your lower body.
<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
On foot
You're able to easily climb around the rocks with your dragon claws. The mountains seem to go on endlessly, though. Up ahead you see a reddish light coming from one of the peaks. You could also head down the mountainside, and see what you'll find there.
Written by Zodiac on 21 July 2006
The Light
You find that the light is coming from a lava pool. The mountain range must be volcanic!
You look down, and find that a beautiful human-dragoness is sitting on the edge of the crater.
She looks up at you, and smiles. "Are you here to be transformed?" she asks. Your response is...
Written by Zodiac on 22 July 2006
Nope
"Sorry," you say, "no." You've had enough transforming for today.
"Suit yourself," the dragoness says, and slides gracefully into the volcano. At this point, you could...
Written by Zodiac on 22 July 2006
No Battles Today, Folks.
"Sorry," you say. "I'm not interested."
"All righty, then," the dragoness replies, smiling. A moment passes in the dimly lit cave, lava-light playing off the craggy sides and making both your scales and hers shine with dull light. After a few seconds, you turn to leave, your business apparently concluded. It's cold out there and you don't know what you're going to do, but like the old fairy fountains in the Legend of Zelda, this room seems to have served its purpose.
"Um..." the dragoness's voice stops you. You feel your tail come to rest on the side of the doorway as you turn around. The dragoness is looking intently at her hands as she taps her claws together in a listless rhythm.
"I, wonder..." she says hesitantly, "would you mind... staying awhile? It's, um, cold, and..." she trails off, staring holes into the floor.
You're a decent fellow. You know enough about behavior to know when someone's feeling down, and you feel compelled to acquiesce to her request. You nod your scaly head. "OK."
Her eyes light up, and she smiles a fearsome fanged smile, which quickly becomes subdued again. "Thanks..." she says.
"I should say, though," you say, sitting down upon a comfortable recliner of semi-molten rock, "that I'm not real comfortable, with, um... *you know.*"
The dragoness nods knowingly. "I just wanted to... well, talk to someone, I guess," she says.
"But... this is the dragons' hometown," you say, "shouldn't there be lots of other dragons for you to talk with?"
She looks down at her claws again. "Yeah, there's lots of other dragons, I guess.
They're nice, too. But this is winter now and most of them are in a state of sort-of hibernation. I haven't got the chance to talk to someone for about a month now."
You raise your scaly brow in amazement. A month with no social contact? Sounds rough. But, wait...
"But, why aren't *you* asleep?" you ask. "I mean, I'd think a dragoness as pretty as... um, I mean, I'd think a dragoness like you would have, I dunno... a *family* by now, and be asleep with the rest of her brood..."
"Someday, I think," she says laughingly, "I'm still young. But in the meantime, I have to stay awake to--" she hesitates a moment, taking great care in deciding whether or not to say what she wants to say. At length she says:
"To wait for anyone that puts on the dragon costume."
You stare at the wall a moment. Then:
"You... you work for this place."
She nods. "Yes."
You look at her. "Why am I here?
What's this place for? What is *this--*" you gesture at your lanky reptilian body, "--for?"
A short whistle of wind slips past the cave outside as the dragoness collects her thoughts.
"You could call him a wizard, I guess--the man who built this place. The world was turning away from magic, turning to science and logic and reason, and men were to rule it. But some men couldn't bear to see the Old Worlds die. So the wizard, who only gave me the name Old Man to call him by, collected the Old Worlds together, along with those he could find to come along, and then... took it all out of time. With all the most powerful wizards on the planet, he took all the worlds out of the sphere of this dimension, but kept it attached by the thinnest of bonds, yet unbreakable ones.
Over the years, as men learned reading and writing, it was clear that in their imaginations still burned the desire to see the fantastic, the magical, the extraordinary, and over the years Old Man collected some of these man-made universes and gave them life in this Costumeverse. Mark Twain's southern states, the land of Narnia, and even the world of Pokemon is real here. All you have to do is find the right costume."
You say nothing, silently reclining on the red glowing embers.
"But... he kidnapped me," you say. "This wizard sounds nice from what you said, but I mean... he *kidnapped* me."
The dragoness smiles again. "You would never have found your way here if you hadn't really wanted to come," she says. "Everyone who comes to the Costumeverse has some desire to see the fantastic, and to some extent, to *be* the fantastic. Can you deny that you're excited to be a dragon, even an anthropomorphic one?"
You think it over, and shake your head. She has a point.
She nods decisively. "That's right. This place that's been created is... well, justice, in a way--a place where dreamers finally have the world pay them a little tribute. And to others, well... it's escape. Final and permanent escape." She looks to the wall as she says this.
Sympathy wells up in your heart. "Is that why you're here?" you ask softly.
She grimaces slightly, an old wound acting up. "I was born on Earth," she begins, "In a... bad situation.
Both my parents were... far too young to have children. They tried to make it better by turning to..." she suddenly chokes on the words.
"But it didn't..." she can't go on and breaks into a sob. Has she never had the chance to tell someone? A few moments later, she's surprised to feel you take one of her hands in yours, although hers are twice your hands' size. She smiles in gratitude, nods, and looks to the cavern's ceiling, letting the last of the tears run their course. When she's finished, she sighs in relief and stares off blankly for awhile.
"But we escaped," she says happily. "Both my brother and I; we're free from all of it. We woke up one morning in the Costumeverse just like you did, and we chose to stay forever. My brother's in a different dimension, but Old Man gave us each a special stone that we could use to communicate at all times. He needed someone to man this position in this cave, and so I volunteered for a period of three years, more from gratitude than anything. Two months more to go, and I'm gonna find my brother, bring him back here, and then, well..." she covers her face with her wing shyly,
"Well, there have been a few dragons asking for me, and I intend to choose one and say yes. We'll have a family and everything, and then I'll really be healed."
Her touching story concludes. There's such an air of peace and comfort in the room that, before you realize it, you've both fallen asleep in each other's arms.
Outside, the snow blows around harshly, but upon seeing the two sleeping dragons inside, it decides to make an easy night of it and settles for falling in soft, slow clumpy flakes. So the night wears on, and in one little corner of this alternate reality, there's peace and quiet.
Written by Mr.Peaches on 29 November 2006