Imeeji Idol Productions

There is a sudden light in the corner of your eye—a strange flicker of unnatural blue that hovers and darts at the edge of the path.

Or... no, that can't have been right, since when you turn to look, it's not the edge of the path at all; simply the path itself, winding its narrow way through the thorns, the same as before. Doesn't it just figure, though, that it would be empty, the rest of the unit apparently lagging behind? Unless, of course, you're the one who's been left.

You might as well proceed.

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It's quiet, here, even the sound of your footsteps oddly swallowed up by the thorns. And the path stays empty—not so much as one of those weird owls to keep you company. There's none of that spiced smoke in the air, either, and the brambles here only come in shades of faded grey.

You're holding something, though: a collection of sixteen different flowers and a small lantern of blue flame.

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There's a snap in the air like the fluttering of a banner in the wind, and then the heavy sound of some large animal breathing.

Gathering around you, though, are creatures that more resemble the idea of animals: lions, wolves, gryphons, unicorns, and stags with stunted bodies, gaping mouths, and rearing poses—like nothing so much as... heraldry. Indeed, upon closer inspection, their bodies seem to be made of stitched brocade. Nevertheless, they nudge at you with their heads, paws, and horns, guiding you towards an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond.

Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.

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Here, the brambles are dense, but the path beneath your feet is cobbled with ancient-looking stone. In the distance, from no identifiable direction, is the faint, steady sound of a drum.

It seems that heraldic animals are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from Star of Bethlehem flowers, blooming hollyhock, and oak leaves.

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There’s a peeping and chattering overhead.

Fluttering down to greet you are a number of small and colorful creatures—almost like fanciful stuffed animals, except definitely fully alive and somehow capable of flight despite most of them not being winged. Cooing in a way that is unarguably adorable, they circle around your heads curiously before heading towards an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles, leading to a winding path beyond. They then chirrup at you insistently, waving their tiny stubby arms for you to follow.

Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.

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Here, the brambles that surround your path seem to hide the distant glitter of stars in their shadows, and some of the thorns have been replaced with colorful plastic.

It seems that the magic creatures are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from lotus flowers, blooming Star of Bethlehem, and stems of wild oats.

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There’s the clattering of hooves on the flagstones, and you turn to see… one extremely tired-looking definitely-human man who is definitely riding a horse and who is absolutely not actually a disguised centaur.

The Definitely Human Man curtly introduces himself as Sheriff Pferd, but any further questions just make him shake his head and give a long-suffering sigh. He beckons for you to follow him toward an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond.

Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.

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Here, the brambles that surround your path echo with occasional birdsong and the growls and yips of animals, though no other living creatures are anywhere to be seen.

It seems that Sheriff Pferd is providing an additional service by carrying several things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from blooming vervain, Star of Bethlehem flowers, and honeysuckle.

(He really for real won't answer any of your questions, but if you're polite, you can ride on his—ah, that is, his horse's—back.)

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You feel something metallic nudge your ankle.

Don't be alarmed, but it seems that there are a number of round, spike-covered bombs with equally spiky legs now gathering at your feet. They all vibrate and glow intermittently, like they’re moments from exploding. Despite this, they’re seemingly quite friendly and burble and whistle at you cheerfully, herding you towards an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond.

Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.

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Here, the brambles that surround your path are intermingled with barbed wire, which seems to grow as naturally as the thorns themselves.

It seems that the friendly(?) little bombs are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from blooming aconite, gorse, and hollyhock.

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Strange: there's a pile of pencils, pens, and crayons at your feet. Where did that come from?

As soon as you take notice of them, though, they move of their own accord, caps popping off to draw into being a collection of simple, animate doodle people. They can’t talk, but instead begin hurrying off in their wobbly way toward an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond, waving their arms in the air for you to follow.

Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.

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Here, the brambles that surround your path seem to be hung with old newspaper clippings and photos, all too faded with age to properly make out.

It seems that the doodle people are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from clematis, chamomile, and mimulus flowers.

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There’s a chirruping and giggling from all around you.

Looking down at your feet, you realize you’re surrounded by a number of tiny people that have the look of being grown from plants and flowers: petal-colored faces, with leaf dresses and tunics that look as if they grew onto them, and blossom or dandelion-fluff hair. They hurry towards an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond, chirping at you to follow.

Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.

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Here, the brambles that surround your path sprout lush green leaves with a sweet, fresh scent, and speckled mushrooms dot the edge of trail.

It seems that the little flower people are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from blooming gorse, wild roses, and alyssum.

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The bulkhead seals behind you; there is a brief warning buzzer before THEMiS’s A.I. pleasantly informs you that you have been “quarantined for your protection.”

A specialized room is arrayed before you, and you suddenly find you are aware of not only of the game’s rules, but also of a limited collection of specialized knowledge suitable to your team’s Role.

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ROLE: WEAPONS

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Available solutions:

1. Phase-Shifted Tachyon Missiles
2. Antimatter Blast Cannon
3. Force-Shield Generator

To your right are a series of lockers containing changes of clothes to more Role-appropriate ones—though they still contain just enough elements to match your unit aesthetic. You may use these if you wish (if so, they will not disappear after the game ends). To your left, there is what appears to be a comms station. It seems you’ll be using this to contact the other units.

It quickly becomes apparent, in fact, that you will very much need their help—

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The bulkhead seals behind you; there is a brief warning buzzer before THEMiS’s A.I. pleasantly informs you that you have been “quarantined for your protection.”

A specialized room is arrayed before you, and you suddenly find you are aware of not only of the game’s rules, but also of a limited collection of specialized knowledge suitable to your team’s Role.

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ROLE: HELM

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Available solutions:

1. A.I. Subroutine Access Codes
2. Navigation Wave Console
3. Four-Dimensional Arc Plotter v3.1

To your right are a series of lockers containing changes of clothes to more Role-appropriate ones—though they still contain just enough elements to match your unit aesthetic. You may use these if you wish (if so, they will not disappear after the game ends). To your left, there is what appears to be a comms station. It seems you’ll be using this to contact the other units.

It quickly becomes apparent, in fact, that you will very much need their help—

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Quick Links: How to Play | Rules | Bridge | List of Roles

The bulkhead seals behind you; there is a brief warning buzzer before THEMiS’s A.I. pleasantly informs you that you have been “quarantined for your protection.”

A specialized room is arrayed before you, and you suddenly find you are aware of not only of the game’s rules, but also of a limited collection of specialized knowledge suitable to your team’s Role.

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ROLE: XENOBIOLOGY

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Available solutions:

1. Elemental Spore Supply
2. Accelerated Gene Therapy Nanites
3. Bioengineered Xenomorph

To your right are a series of lockers containing changes of clothes to more Role-appropriate ones—though they still contain just enough elements to match your unit aesthetic. You may use these if you wish (if so, they will not disappear after the game ends). To your left, there is what appears to be a comms station. It seems you’ll be using this to contact the other units.

It quickly becomes apparent, in fact, that you will very much need their help—

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Quick Links: How to Play | Rules | Bridge | List of Roles