Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24617443-20161114235547/@comment-7489529-20161115000606

Slowly, the world blurred back into vision. Albastru Aripa groaned, sitting up. He was in a small, grey room with vid screens on ever wall, and what looked like a door on one end. Slowly, he stood up. The last thing he could remember was going to sleep in his dorm. Was he drugged? Tranquilized? Either way, he was here, against his will. Suddenly, the vidscreens flickered om, displaying a silhouette and an icon of a skull with thunderbolts coming out of the eyes like tears. A voice issued forth from the screens, female, soothing and calm, but with force behind it.

"Albastru Aripa. Welcome to The Labriynth. You have been selected among many potential candidates to represent the Vülkaizer Committee in this year's event. You should be honored, we only choose the cream of the crop."

Al squinted at the light of the monitors, and grasped at his waist. The grips of Noapte gave him some comfort.

"What's going on?" He demanded the silhouette.

"The rules, my dear, are simple. Get to the center of the maze, and you win! And if you win, the Committee wins."

With a hiss, the large door opened up, leading out into a dark hallway.

"Make us proud, little hunter.... Hahahahahahaha......."

With a condescending laugh, the screens flickered off. Al slowly stalked out of the room. He would have to survive this, and somehow find his way back to Beacon.