Prison Realms RP

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I stagger to my feet....

[Philote]

I regain my senses, but it feels as if the insane side of me hasn't left me completely.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

"Um, well, that was un-fun." I say, rubbing my sore cheeks, "If the Penultimate plans to run us crazy in here, that's ONE way to do it."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"I just need to...." I rotate my neck 360 degrees and it cracks several times.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

"Mmkay, so onward." I move forward a half-step, but then remember an earlier thought, "Oh, wait, weren't supposed to get some cake or pie from you little folks?"

I and the others smile at the thought, and wait for the diminutives to bring out the pastries. Their ACTUAL response, however, is less flattering a thought.

"What? Who told you you could have pie? Didn't you break one of our houses?"

I look at the stupid broken house.

"Um...yes."

"Then I think we're even. One of us lost our house, and two of you nearly died at the hands of the Grymiss and the Grynn, while WE'RE left with cleanup. I think that's more than a fair trade."

I groan...

[Philote]

"I've had enough of this place, can we move on?"

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 "Yes, please."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"But where will we go? This place gets madder by the minute."

[Celadon's Penultimate]

"Maybe over there!" I turn, and point to what seems like the same direction we just came from. However, now, it seems to be a really wide field.

"What say you, gents?" I propose, a glint of mischief in my eye, "Up for some more lunacy?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Sure, why not..."

[Philote]

"Let's go then" I say walking forward, but take a few steps and turn around "Hey, do we still have that map with us? It might have some useful information on it."

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 "Um, yeah...it's for--OH!"

I reached out for the crusty paper, thinking it would be the map of Delirium. But it had changed into the map of Demens!

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"This place will be the end of me...I can feel my logic failing"

[Philote]

"I don't know, the insanity seems to fit me."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I am a creature of logic, this land is my polar opposite.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 "Then you'll REALLY hate that this map shows a constantly shifting landscape..."

[Philote]

"Are there any connects that stay between them? Or do we just need to hop on one and ride it until we get where we want to be?"

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 "Says here...'The shift is only as still as its explorers'. Sounds like if we move the landscape will change..."

[Philote]

"No wonder we have been lost, with all the prisoners that are in this realm, this place must never stop moving."

"I guess we have no choice but to move forward and try our luck until we notice a pattern in the movement. Is there anything important on the map that we should be on the lookout to get too?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"There is only one logical conclusion...we are doomed."