Would Your Character Survive 3.0 - Thread 17 (ALWAYS WANTING AND ACCEPTING NEW MEMBERS!)

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#831

guess I better yolo something let’s see if I can do this in the ten minutes before I have to meet with the English department head


Oni had faced fearsome demons of the night countless times. She was a powerful exorcist beyond the skill of her priestly father and had done battle with legions of demonic forces.

But the threat of losing her beloved father to a magical, uncurable illness? That was a fear Oni had never faced.

It was a new experience, losing control over her circumstances like this. Oni’s deep-rooted belief in her own abilities–the lynchpin of her success–was shaken and withered, leaving her with no idea how to handle the turn of events. Whatever was causing her father’s sickness was not a demon, yet she felt sure she could somehow get it out of him if she could just focus.

And as if that weren’t bad enough…she was used to feeling hated by and disconnected from her overbearing mother and highstrung big sister, but the isolation from the Himuras across the street and down the road was unusual, the lack of love she felt from her dear friend/crush Romano Piselli was heartwrenching, and the sheer loneliness she experienced without her precious father to offer his support was soul-crushing.

When the Snow Queen arrived, something spectacular happened to her fear, her isolation, and her distress.

It transformed.

It transformed into an entirely new emotion.

It transformed into fury.

“You,” the Snow Queen began after explaining her control, “must come back with me. If you do not agree to do what I say, your father will die. What do you say?”

Oni’s fists clenched by her sides. “…Snow Queen, you are being very brave to speak in such a manner in my presence,” she announced clearly. “Do you know who I am?!”

“You are Tachibana Yuno.” The matter-of-fact, self-assured tone the Snow Queen used only served to flare up Oni’s anger even more.

“I am Kurano Oni!” Oni bellowed, pointing an accusing finger at the Snow Queen. “I am the Mistress of Mischief! The Thing That Goes Bump in the Night! The Empress of Evil! The Paragon of Darkness! The Princess of Twilight! I AM THE DEMON QUEEN, MORTAL, AND YOU WILL NOT CONTROL ME!”

“But I already do,” the Snow Queen pointed out in her “I’m stating facts” tone. Inside, Oni felt the confidence that had marked her career surge back through her veins, sent coursing through her blood in an instance of revived spirit.

“NO!” she screamed, stomping defiantly towards the Snow Queen. “You do not get to decide that! I will destroy your hold on my father, I will defeat this curse, and I will not allow your demonic influence to defeat my family! You probably hoped that your curse would scare me into defeat, would intimidate me into surrendering, but you made a fatal mistake, rival Queen! You hurt Daddy! And NO ONE hurts my Daddy!”

“You have already picked up the pendant,” the Snow Queen declared. “There is nothing else you can do.”

This pendant?!” Oni yanked the offending pendant off of her neck, clutching it in her palm. “You genuinely believe this hunk of rock can control THE DEMON QUEEN?! BLASPHEMY! Here’s what I think of your puny pendant!”

And with a loud, earth-shaking scream, she pelted the pendant into the earth and drove her sharp heel hard into its surface. Though she dared not check, she heard a crack–and that was enough to convince her the pendant had shattered.

Again, she pointed firmly into the Snow Queen’s smug face. “BEGONE, CREATURE OF THE ABYSS! The demons thenselves obey me! Your reign on this earth is through–this is the last time you meddle with the affairs of Kurano Oni, THE GREAT DEMON QUEEN! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!”

And without waiting for a response, she spun firmly on her heels, clenched her fists by her sides, and stalked off to meet her father. She was the Demon Queen, the Ultimate Exorcist, the girl whose determination was her greatest strength and the source of her identity. She was not one to be trifled with, no matter who the opponent may be.

The curse was gone, and she would save her father on her own. Oni was positively certain of it.

end.

(*note on Oni: she has no actual super powers. She’s a totally normal human girl who also happens to be an INCREDIBLE exorcist and low-level healer because she’s a living, breathing placebo effect. Oni is SO certain, SO completely 100% sure, that she can solve any problem with her exorcism that she can exorcise demons that aren’t even THERE just by virtue of convincing people they have a demon and convincing them she got rid of it. It’s not real magic, but it’s like a psychological “mind over matter” thing if that makes sense??? do with this information as you will time to go do homework whee!

**OH PS: to add to this the ending absolutely looks like I just wrote the ending, and while that was completely intentional I don’t intend that line as the actual ending of the prompt so much as Oni’s interpretation going into the actual ending of the prompt??? like that last line about how “the curse is definitely gone” isn’t reality, it’s Oni’s interpretation of events based on her determination and absolute confidence in herself even if that ends up being absolutely not the case (which is likely oops) so yeet just wanna clarify that rq because I know it looks like writing the ending and that is. illegal. :ok_hand:)


#832

anyway WYCS meet my daughter oni. she scream. she louds.

School’s almost over so I’m hoping to be able to participate here more often!! I’m looking forward to it, I don’t think I’ll be able to come back as a host since I have a L O T going on this summer but I might see about helping out every once in a while if someone just wants help closing a prompt or something so whee!


#833

^ On the subject line of what Kimmy was saying, I’m taking a gap semester while I transfer colleges so I’m pretty well available to help out with whatever until September.


#834

Speaking of closing prompts…

PROMPT CLOSED, RESULTS PENDING


#835

HOW TO SURVIVE:

TRAVEL BACK IN TIME TO PREVENT YOURSELF FROM TAKING THE PENDANT.
FIGHT THE SNOW QUEEN TOGETHER WITH YOUR FAMILY/FRIENDS.
FIGHT THE SNOW QUEEN ALONE BUT FIRST MAKE UP WITH YOUR FAMILY/FRIENDS. RESIST THE POWER OF THE PENDANT!

HOW NOT TO SURVIVE:

GO WITH THE SNOW QUEEN
FIGHT HER ABSOLUTELY ALONE

WHO SURVIVED:

SURPRISINGLY, NOBODY. THERE WAS A LOT OF PENDANT BREAKING THOUGH.

WHO DIED:

@AllThingsPI SORRY, NO LIMBO THIS TIME. BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T MAKE PEACE WITH YOUR FRIEND AND KILLED HIM INSTEAD, YOU’RE DEAD.

@DamienWinters UNFORTUNATELY, THE ICE QUEEN WAS TOO POWERFUL FOR EPOCH.

@ChloeShepherd810 ALAS, THE ICE QUEEN WAS SETTING A TRAP FOR YOU. GOING WITH HER RESULTED IN YOUR DEATH.
@Kimmy_Grace THE ICE QUEEN WAS UNFAZED BY ONI’S SCREAMING, AND THE CURSE IS VERY MUCH STILL THERE.

WHO WON:

BEFORE I ANNOUNCE THE WINNER, I’D LIKE TO SAY SOMETHING. I THINK IT’S TIME TO BRING EOW BACK, WHICH MEANS WE’LL HAVE TO START KEEPING TRACK OF THE WINNERS. IF YOU’VE WON A PROMPT, PLEASE TRY TO REMEMBER AND LET ME KNOW!

THE WINNER IS… @DamienWinters

I REALLY ENJOYED YOUR WORLD BUILDING AND SETUP LEADING INTO THE ACTUAL PROMPT. YOU CONVEY EMOTION AND SETTING IN A GREAT WAY, AND YOU’VE GOT ME CURIOUS INTO HOW YOUR WORLD WORKS. WELL DONE!


#836

I feel like what I did got confused to be totally honest. (Maybe because I’m not actually sure what I did.)

I blame Ruby.

@ACertainCrimsonFox Which Meira died exactly?


#837

Either Meira dying is a win I’m just curious. xD


#838

I’m going to start numbering over because apparently we stopped keeping track after prompt 7. Because the thread kind of died during The Facility one I’ll call that 1.

1: The Facility. Winner: @Sarebear02
2: The Girls in the Prison. WInner: @HuskyBam247
3. The Ice Queen’s Pendent (written by @MasterLiza94). Winner: @DamienWinters
4. The Calling. Winner: @crimson_mystery_cake
5. The Shattered Symphony. Winner: @AllThingsPI


#839

Erm… Yes.

Okay fine you got me there


#840

Honestly the technical answer is both because they’ll both die anyway thanks to stories but I kind of totally lost what I did with this response in all honesty.


#841

Let me think of a prompt real quick.


#842

And I might write and send a prompt later when I’m done with camp for the day.


#843

THE CALLING

IT’S BEEN A STRANGE MONTH. PEOPLE HAVE EITHER BEEN AVOIDING YOU OR HAVE DROPPED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH ENTIRELY. ALL YOU KNOW IS THAT MOST OF THEM GOT HIRED IN SOME NEW OFFICE BUILDING, SO YOU CALL YOUR BEST FRIEND AND DECIDE TO PAY THEM A VISIT.

WHEN YOU GET TO THE OFFICE BUILDING, YOU FIND IT COMPLETELY EMPTY. THERE’S NOBODY IN RECEPTION, IN THE CEO’S OFFICE, OR EVEN IN THE BATHROOM. AS YOU EXPLORE THE CUBICLES, YOU FIND PICTURES AND PERSONAL ITEMS INDICATING YOUR MISSING FRIENDS WERE HERE, BUT THERE’S NO TRACE OF ANYONE.

THEN, THE PHONE RINGS. YOU BOTH JUMP, THEN LAUGH ABOUT IT. YOUR FRIEND PICKS UP THE PHONE. “HELLO?” THEY SAY. RIGHT AFTER THEY FINISH SAYING IT, THEIR FACE TURNS TO ONE OF HORROR. THEY PUT IT ON SPEAKER AND CHILLS RUN DOWN YOUR SPINE.

YOU HEAR SCREAMS, AND CRYING. YOU HEAR A VOICE AND RECOGNIZE IT AS ONE OF YOUR MISSING FRIENDS. “OH MY GOD, IS THAT (YOUR NAME)? DON’T PICK UP! PLEASE! WHEN IT RINGS, DON’T-”

BEFORE YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOUR FRIEND SLAMS THE RECEIVER BACK INTO THE PHONE IN A PANIC. AS SOON AS THE PHONE LANDS, HOWEVER, THEY SUDDENLY DISAPPEAR.

YOU SEARCH THE ENTIRE OFFICE, BUT THERE’S NO SIGN OF THEM. HOWEVER, YOU NOTICE SOMETHING YOU DIDN’T NOTICE BEFORE: THE BUILDING LIGHTS SEEM TO BE BLUE AND BLACK INSTEAD OF WHITE AND YELLOW.

YOU ALSO NOTE THAT EACH DESK HAS A LAMP, AND THERE’S A PROJECTOR IN THE MEETING ROOM THAT IS TURNED OFF. WHILE YOU THINK OF WHAT TO DO, THE PHONE RINGS AGAIN. WHAT DO YOU DO?

POWERS AND WEAPONS ALLOWED.


#844

God this is tempting for Meira if only because of the light colors. xD


#845

“Eric, this is serious. Dominique’s been missing for such a long time and I’m really worried about him. Can you please stop messing around and help me find him?” Susan Alex asked.

“BUT I WANT TO KEEP FAXING PEOPLE IMAGES OF MY BUTT!” Puzzlewuff said, sitting on a photo copier and making copies of images of her butt.

“Eric, you haven’t been helping at all and you’ve just been playing around. Please-”

“Oh come on Susan Alex I know you want to see copies of my butt.”

“DO NOT!”

Suddenly, the phone began to ring.

“DO YOU HEAR THAT I’LL GET IT!” Susan Alex ran to pick up the phone, “Moshi mosh Susan Alex desu~”

What Susan Alex heard on the phone made her face go white with terror.

It was Dominique.

“Susan Alex! Puzzlewuff! Is that you? Please whatever you do don’t pick up the phone! The horror! Please, whatever you do do not pick up the-”

“Must’ve been a crank call~” Susan Alex hung up the phone, only to disappear when she did!

“Susan Alex!” Puzzlewuff screamed. The phone rang again.

W-What should I do? What just happened to Susan Alex? What is this place?

Puzzlewuff looked around. The lights went black and blue, and the phone continued to ring.

“Eh? Guess I’ll go watch a movie.” Puzzlewuff made one last look around, “HEY SUSAN ALEX I DON’T KNOW WHERE YOU WENT BUT I’M GONNA GO WATCH A MOVIE NOW K?” She picked up a copy of her butt, “Ughh. My butt is massive.”

So and then Puzzlewuff went to go watch the new Pixar movie.

“Ohana means family,” said Woody, “And family means no one gets left behind.”

“AUGGGH YOU’RE RIGHT MOVIE!” Puzzlewuff screamed, “I HAVE TO GO SAVE MY FRIENDS!”

Puzzlewuff ran out the theater.

“Please John, you have to stop milking us,” said Buzz. He was strapped to a milking machine with suction cups strapped to his teets. John Lasseter was behind him, swimming in a pool of money.

“Nyeeh never!”

“HELLO! MOSHI MOSH PUZZLEWUFF DESU~” Puzzlewuff screamed over the phone. At first there was breathing. Heavy breathing. But then, what she heard next made her heart stop (if, you know, she still had a heart) and made her skin go completely white (if, you know, it wasn’t already completely white.)

“What color… Is your underwear?

Puzzlewuff understood everything now. This business. Why no one would talk to her. Why everyone who picked up the phone had disappeared. This whole thing. It was…

A phone sex line.

Everyone must have been avoiding her because they were too ashamed of what they had done here. And when the shame became too great to bear, they had disappeared completely. It had all come together.

But not even Puzzlewuff was prepared for what she heard next.

"What color… Is… Your fursuit.

Puzzlewuff dropped the phone. She ran to the room with the projector and turned it on. And to her horror. What she saw…

The worst collection of Furry Rule 34 she had ever laid eyes on.

“No. T-This can’t be.”

Puzzlewuff flipped through the Rule 34, each worse than the last. She had it all wrong. People weren’t disappearing because of their shame. No, it was something far worse.

“This can only be the work of-”

Puzzlewuff felt a gun pressed to her back.

“Why don’t you have a seat?”

Puzzlewuff swallowed a lump in her throat. She held her hands up, and slowly she turned around. When Puzzlewuff turned to face her assailant, she saw her every suspicion, her every fear, had come true, right before her very eyes.

“I can’t believe it. It really is you.”

Standing before her was none other than Article 13.

“Looks like you figured it all out a little too late.” Article 13 said with a smirk.

“I knew it. You were the one that shut this place down and kidnapped everyone who used to work here. But, how can this be?” Puzzlewuff asked, “We aren’t in your home dimension. This is America, land of the Big Mac and home of the Whopper. You have no power here.”

“An astute observation.” Article 13 said with a smirk, “But what makes you think I came here alone?”

“I guess that’s my cue.” Puzzlewuff turned, there was another voice in the room. Puzzlewuff gasped when she saw, stepping out of the shadows was none other than the repeal of Net Neutrality.

“No.” Puzzlewuff whispered, “NO! Y-You’re suppossed to be dead! WE KILLED YOU! YOU’RE SUPPOSSED TO ALREADY BE DEAD!

“Oh, but did you really think we would give up the fight so easily?” From out of another shadowy corner of the room Ajit Pai emerged. He was holding a gun, “Now, sit down.”

“HOHOHO!” laughed Article 13, “BEHOLD, MY SINISTER SIX! AJIT PAI! NET NEUTRALITY! TUMBLR’S PORN BAN! THE DEATH OF VINES! AND DOCTOR OCTOPUS!”

Puzzlewuff was surrounded by all sides. She hadn’t expected that she would be this over her head. She went over to a chair and took a seat.

“What is it that this is all about?” she asked, “Money?”

“Do you really think we’d go this far for a measly sum of money?” asked Article 13, “No, this is for something much bigger.”

“The Dark God Azuzu.” whispered Ajit Pai. “Oh how His plans are divine.”

Puzzlewuff looked around the room. All her enemies in one place.

She smiled.

“And you all really think I came unprepared?” she asked. Suddenly, Puzzlewuff revealed a switch.

“W-What?” Article 13 gasped in astonishment, “What is that?”

“Fheh. I didn’t think I’d have to resort to this,” suddenly Puzzlewuff got up and began shouting, “I HAVE PLANTED REMOTE DETONATORS AROUND THIS ENTIRE BUILDING. ONCE I PRESS THIS BUTTON THIS WHOLE PLACE WILL END UP GOING SKY HIGH!”

“Don’t do it!” screamed Doctor Octopus.

“Ohana means family.” Puzzlewuff said, “And family means no one gets left behind!” She pressed the button.


#846

*applause

Also shit how did we end up kind of doing the same thing.


#847

Oh! Question question question! waves hand wildly

Is the phone (or phones) in question cordless or does it have a cord?


#848

Heaving a sigh, Fable deposited herself in one of the office chairs, staring out the ringing phone as if she could make her friends reappear through sheer force of will. Predictably, nothing happened. She wrung her hands. “Think, Atley, think”

But thinking on the spot wasn’t her strong suit. In fact, it’d been Blue’s strong suit, but she’d just vanished into a magic phone receiver so Fable didn’t think she was going to be pulling their asses out of the fire this time. She sighed again, rubbing the bridge of the nose.

The phone kept ringing.

Holy hell. She was sure these things were supposed to ring out at some point. The sound was grating, and it did nothing to stop her from panicking, but she knew she had to keep it together if she was going to make it out of this with her entire social circle intact.

Then there were the lights. Those weirdly coloured lights that definitely didn’t look like that before, and it had Fable thinking for a second that maybe she was the one who’d disappeared and been dumped in some alternative universe. Knowing her luck, that was probably the case. Fable grabbed a notepad and pen from the office, before returning to the receiver.

She made a design. Maybe a terrible decision. She picked up the phone. First, she made a note of the number on her paper and then, she answered the call.

The voices filled her room, filled the world, filled her bones, as they screamed out and warned her against the dumbass move she’d already just pulled. Blue had only vanished when she’d put the phone down, and Fable planned to keep this call going for as long as possible. If she could find out where her friends were, or what had happened to them, maybe she’d have a better shot at fixing this. Even if she was taken, too, she could at least leave a message for the next person unfortunate enough to come looking.

“Hey… guys.” She said, “Guys, it’s okay, I need you to tell me everything you know about where you are, and what the hell is going on-”


#849

Cord, we’re talking old school phones here.


#850

Oh hell yes. Perfect.