You are standing by a tree
There are 3 paths.
One appears to go to a jungle,
one appears to go to a cave,
one appears to go to a beach,
you could try and climb the tree,
there is a nearby shop you could go in,
or you could do something else.
So what's its going to be?
Written by catprog on 01 April 2003
You sit under the tree
You sit under the tree.
Suddenly...
Written by catprog on 21 May 2003
See? Keep moving or you get tranked. That's how the game is played.
Your relaxing moment under the tree is rudely interrupted by an abrupt transformation. You are hit by a tranquilizer dart, which turns you into a person with a tranquilizer dart stuck in their neck. It's an easy change. Of course, your train of thought gets about as far as "Oh good heavens, a dart of some kind. I'd betteeerrgmphqq," at which point the dart takes effect, and you slump under the tree like a drugged-up rag doll. A half-hearted twitch is all the moving you do for quite some time. Eventually, you wake up. When you do, you are...
Written by Zodiac on 27 January 2007
The Institute
Whatever was in the tranquilizer, it's not very eager to wear off. In the vague fog between awake and asleep, you learn that you are in a sitting position, in a mildly comfortable chair, and there is a nice-sounding voice welcoming you to the Transformational Institute.
Your mind clears. You are in what appears to be some sort of lobbey. The walls are covered with mirror tiles (probably one-way mirrors hiding cameras, you note), as are the ceiling and floor. There is also a plain white desk, with an attractive woman in a labcoat sitting behind it.
On the wall behind her you see an elevator, and a frightening-looking black double door marked "Main Lab." On the wall to your right, there is a far friendlier door with a smiley face on it and a large orange "Welcome" painted on it. The woman in the labcoat smiles at you.
"Just pick a door and you'll be on your way."
So, which door do you pick?
Written by Zodiac on 27 January 2007
The Smiley Face Door (Brace Yourself)
You go to the smiley face door. It looks friendlier than "Main Lab" and less complicated than the elevator. You pull the door open and see another mirror-lined room with a middle-aged man in a lab coat looking at a monitor. The screen shows an empty room, lined with mirrors like the one you are in. It goes dark, and a list of options you can't read come up. The scientist glances up, sees you, and presses one of the choices on the screen.
A robotic arm swings down from the ceiling. It presses into your forehead, accompanied by searing pain. You grab at the arm, but it doesn't move. You try to back away, but the arm just follows you. The man appears to have initiated this, as he is making no move to stop the device. It pulls away, and the pain stops. You look at yourself in the mirror: in the middle of your forehead is a white circle, implanted by the probe.
"Welcome to the proving grounds. Here, you'll be put through a series of challenges beyond that which you're probably used to.
Your only aides will be your wits, and this," he says, tapping the circle on your forehead. "This will turn you into whatever you're thinking of. Be careful, though.
It WILL transform you into whatever you're thinking of, not just what you want to become." The scientist presses another button, and a wall slides open, revealing a dark room beyond. Behind you, the door has disappeared into the wall. You have no choice but to go on. But first, think. You can become literally anything, and you have no idea what you're about to face. Surely you should become something better prepared to face whatever lies beyond. It must be versatile, though, there could be a spelling bee beyond the door, you can't turn into a cannonball. Think...THINK! But don't think too hard, you'll change prematurely. What will you be?
Written by Zodiac on 04 March 2007
Ask for more details
"Now remember each room will contain a new challenge," the man said casually turning away from dismissing you from his thoughts. He returns to the machine and smiles absently at the controls.
"Wait!" You cry, "I don't understand any of this! Whats going on? What is this place? Why has this been done to me?" the man turns back to look at you the distracted look fading from his face. The screen behind the scientist blinks, showing scenes flickering from one person to another.
"Why you are asking me that? You made the choice to come here. And this place is what it always is; a challenge for your skills," the man sighs and shakes his head in exasperation. "Why don't people never do the orientation anymore. Very well, this is an arena to test your skills and your imagination. Alone, in pairs or in groups, it doesn't matter. You will enter each room in a different manner; normally you will not be shown what you will face. Each room will have a different challenge, sometimes a fight, sometimes a problem of logic, mostly it will be simply get to the next room. You beat the challenge---you move on, otherwise... Well, each room---room isn't really what they are, they are small worlds. And real.."
You listen with growing unease you turn to him and glance back at the door. The man follows your gaze and shakes his head. "Once in here you must go on. Now, you've wasted enough time. What will you choose?"
Written by TobyFox2002 on 22 February 2012
