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dramatispersonae) wrote2012-08-04 02:24 pm
dramatispersonae) wrote2012-08-04 02:24 pm
kunzite
You find yourself in a beautiful red room, the edges of each wall adorned with real gold accents. At the center of the room is a long table, several chairs on either side of it, perfect for very serious conferences. In the middle of the table is a plate of strawberry jam tarts atop it, one per teammate present.
In the corner of the room is a hole in the ground, only large enough for a small animal to fit through. Next to it is a flat iron bar, curled at its tip, where a golden bell has been hung from it.
Finally, on one wall is a large poster which reads (or you find read aloud to you, if you cannot read):
"Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly,
"’Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy,
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I’ve got many curious things to show when you are there."
"Oh, no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For whoever goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again."
In the corner of the room is a hole in the ground, only large enough for a small animal to fit through. Next to it is a flat iron bar, curled at its tip, where a golden bell has been hung from it.
Finally, on one wall is a large poster which reads (or you find read aloud to you, if you cannot read):
"’Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy,
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I’ve got many curious things to show when you are there."
"Oh, no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For whoever goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again."
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