EASTER 2015: EEE EGG EXTRACTION CYOA!

[NymiiNym]

Ah man. Corn, everywhere. Not a single egg was found. Well, it honestly could have been worse. At least nothing jumped out at her!

Relief crossed over her when they entered a room which showed absolutely nothing grotesque, frightful, or gorey. Inhaling sharply, she headed straight for the wardrobe.

E. A wardrobe full of oversized costumes and masks
Eggs: 3  

[NymiiNym]

Forgot a roll!  

[SilverShieldwolf]

Eggs: 4
F. The orchestra pit

After chasing down the rabbit to get the egg off the bow, Silver finally caught up with the rest. Surprised that she had any eggs at all, she didn't really notice the change. A stage in front of them, with an orchestra pit. This looked promising. "Time to see what the music area holds in store." Silver debated on jumping into the pit or actually walking to it like a normal..."Who said I was normal?" She jumped right into it.  

[Maxx D]

Choice F

Somewhere in the responsible part of his mind Fireflight wondered about the repercussions of all this copyright infringement but considering the entire enterprise was called 'My Little Phony' he figured it'd be alright. He stuck his head out beyond the velvet curtain, nudging the heavy cloth aside with the bulge of his wings, and carefully looked down into the orchestra pit.

Eggs: 6  

[Maxx D]

I was doing so well, too.  

[Aric Val]

E. A wardrobe full of oversized costumes and masks
Eggs:4

Well.. the little bear did like corn. it was quite alright, this... maze maize, the cub had to hide her amusement-- though it ended quite abruptly when she realized there was no eggs with the corn.

The next area was interesting, slowly blinking and getting back to serious mode in searching for the eggs. So far so good? No disgusting food or freaky strangers in here. The trunk was interesting enough, lots of places to hide eggs in the masks and coats perhaps.  

[Jun D]

D. An old filing cabinet stuffed with scripts and playbills

"Huh, that wasn't so bad after all," Diamond said, feeling much better now that she'd walked off the tuna, "though the Athenian youths feel like a lawsuit waiting to happen. Whatever."

Getting an egg helped too...though mostly she was just smug she'd gotten the reference. But the next room was even better.

"Wow, look at these scripts - and playbills! You know how much you could get for some of these on eBay?!" then again, she glanced hesistantly at the wascally wabbit, maybe he'd know because he'd bought them off eBay, they were inside a warehouse, this couldn't be an actual theatre...how much did a job at PH0NY'S pay, anyway? "...can we take some of these home?"

Eggs: 3  

[zippedsiren]

Minor disappointment came across Wisp's face when she found nothing while going through the twists and turns. Following along to the next room, Wisp was automatically attracted to the orchestra pit. The unicorn gracefully and ca usually descended into the pit to see what she could find. Even if there was no egg, she'd be happy to see a trombone at least or maybe 76 trombones.

Choice F- orch. Pit

eggs: 1  

[Scaramouche Fandango]

Choice Seven Results!

If you chose A...

The costume racks remind you a bit of shopping at a thrift store, both in quantity and variety of clothes and strange smells. Everything back here smells like dust and dry rot, but the costumes themselves are mostly unharmed. And what fabulous costumes! Everything from casual day clothes to elaborate velvet ballgowns. You could put on any play you wanted here; it’s hard (if not outright impossible) to resist the urge to play dress-up. You start looking in pockets, up sleeves, in pouches… but there’s not really a lot to go on here. However, a few people do get lucky- one person finds a coat with extremely deep pockets, and another finds a super tacky purse... both of which have eggs! The last two people to choose A get an egg, but everybody else is out of luck.

If you chose B...

The furniture here distinctly lacks any theatrical qualities. It almost looks as though somebody bought a storage unit at auction and was disappointed enough to empty the contents here in this warehouse. There’s more ugly office chairs than you could ever possibly want, plus a few bigger furniture pieces- couches, armchairs, that sort of thing. It seems like you could pretty easily hide an egg in one of them, so you begin to search. If you rolled 1-5, you get lucky and find an egg! If you rolled 6-10, all you get is a runny nose from breathing in so much dust.

If you chose C...

You move into the dressing room, trying not to touch the walls- they’re an awful pepto pink. This room was clearly never used; there’s none of the little touches of occupation. There are, however, boxes and boxes of accessories, many still in plastic polybags. Feather boas, costume jewelry, sequined gloves… anything a diva might want. Or might not want, as the case may be for items like the plush pig and the giant beehive wig. The little room still shows signs of being whatever it was in reality- the floor isn’t a plush carpet but a hard linoleum and the bathroom fixtures aren’t even connected. If you rolled an even number, this room shares no eggs with you; clearly you aren’t enough of a diva to find them. If you rolled an odd number, you look up at the row of old-fashioned round light bulbs above the big mirror panel and admire them. Several of them are nice colors- pinks, blues, yellows- perhaps to give an idea about how makeup might look under lighting gels? Or… wait. Those… somebody has taken the time to painstakingly fit plastic Easter eggs into lightbulb fixtures. You shake your head as you collect an egg. Easter egg hunts are apparently serious business.

If you chose D...

The filing cabinet is stuffed with paper, which actually makes finding the eggs within more difficult than you might expect. There’s all kinds of things to move; many of the playbills are wedged in there really well, and some of the scripts are in binders . There’s copies of everything from Aida to Zorba, but there’s also a lot of eggs in there, too. Whether you found the one filed between Damn Yankees and Evita, or whether you found the one hidden in Henry VI, Part II (Act III, Scene I, Line 1535, incidentally), or whether you found one of the others- if you chose D, you have an egg!

If you chose E...

You investigate a tall wooden wardrobe, well-organized and full of oversized costumes and elaborate masks for various productions- there’s even a puppet in there! An amazing coat hangs in the back of the wardrobe, a patchwork of various colors- red and yellow and green and brown and scarlet and black and ochre and peach and ruby and olive and violet and fawn and lilac and gold and chocolate and mauve… you get the idea. The puppet, a single goat marionette hangs next to two empty slots; one goat makes for a lonely goat herd. But the masks really catch your attention. Some are simple, half-faces in white and matte black. Others are far, far more elaborate. They’re shaped like various characters and creatures; here’s a dragon, there’s a princess, there’s a lion, there’s a witch. You pick up an extremely elaborate mask, marveling at the embroidery and the detail on the face…

and then it opens its eyes.

Your heart hammers in your chest as you drop the mask and realize that you’d accidentally released the magnets that hold the eyelids in place- they allow for changes of expression. You are far too startled to find any eggs, though.

If you chose F...

The orchestra pit is dark and gloomy; thick canvas is draped in abstract forms. When pulled away, instruments are revealed! A baby grand piano butts up against a harp; a couple of kettledrums collect dust in the corner. A sousaphone sits in the corner, slightly dejected. Other than that… there’s not a lot down here. Some beheaded music stands and the world’s saddest microphone. The first person to search the pit notices the egg hidden in the tuba’s bell; other than that, the orchestra pit is something of a disappointment… except for the last person to search the orchestra pit, who finds an egg hidden in a dusty trumpet case!

 

[Scaramouche Fandango]

“Go for it, kiddo,” Jump Scare says to Diamond, shrugging before he disappears to change into some other costume. His Mysterious Benefactor might not be too happy… but it wasn’t really like he cared. Besides, he’d found this super shiny little number for the next room and he couldn’t wait to wiggle into it. Say what you would about Jump Scare, the unicorn was extremely comfortable in his own skin.

As you search in the half-light of the theatre, you hear a creaking and a crashing behind you. Jump Scare, in yet another pop culture homage, has attempted to crash a chandelier- but as there are no chandeliers, he’s instead fallen off of a light bar. “Ugh…” he says, rubbing his head with a hoof. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to lov- I MEAN. GREETINGS, CIT-I-ZENS OF EARTH.” His voice has changed from its normal timbre into a robotic monotone to go with this round’s change of costume- a silver spandex bodysuit. He has a box of small devices he’s handing out… laser guns? What’s this? He leads you into the next room, which is a dark space filled with fog and… yup, this is definitely a laser tag arena. “The year is twen-ty-three-seven-ty-five,” he drones. “The ro-bot ov-er-lords have made a de-cree. It is time to party down. Find eggs. Dance. Find eggs. Go crazy. Beep boop beep.” Bass-heavy, ear-pounding techno plays while multicolored dots of light spin as they bounce off a disco ball. “Eggs are hid-den behind ob-sta-cl-cl-cles. Look hard. Dance hard. Par-ty hard. Peace. Out.” He throws his hooves in the air does the robot as he backs into the fog; at the heart of it all, the unicorn is first and foremost an entertainer, so the dancing’s actually pretty good. A few experimental zaps are heard as the laser guns are tried before the group scatters to find eggs and play tag.

Where do you look for eggs?
A. Behind some foam rocks spray painted in psychedelic colors
B. Behind a plywood wall with holes cut out for spotting
C. Around some low boxes that serve as ground cover
D. Near a column with blinking multicolored rope lights
E. Under an archway lined with blacklights.
F. Inside some neon-colored barrels

In addition to the eggs from the choices, an extra egg will be awarded to the laser tag winner!
To play laser tag (totally optional, by the way), what you will do is roll a 10-sided die. Your posts MUST have RP in them- even if it’s just a line- to count for the laser tag portion of the game. Your goal is to roll higher than the person who rolled right before you. If you roll higher, you get a point. Simple. The roll in your first post does count as a roll, even if you make no further rolls. Here’s an example:

The starting number to beat is 2.
Person 1 rolls a 5 and chooses C. They get a point.
Person 2 rolls a 3 and chooses C. They get no points.
Person 3 rolls a 4 and chooses A. They get a point because they were higher than 3.
Person 1 rolls again and this time rolls a 4. They don’t get a point.
Person 3 rolls and gets a 7, but they forgot to RP. They don’t get a point.
Person 1 rolls again and gets a 6. Even though person 3 didn't get a point, the number to beat is still a 7, so they don't get a point.
Person 2 rolls and gets a 7. They get a point because the new number to beat was 6.
Person 3 rolls again and gets a 10. They get a point. The game resets to the starting number, which is at the top of this post.
Person 2 rolls a 3, which doesn’t beat 10 but does beat the starting number. They get a point.

And so on.

You may roll an additional five times and you cannot roll twice in a row- meaning that if you were the last person to roll or post, you must wait for somebody else to roll in the interim. The person with the most points will receive an egg. If there’s a tie, both winners will receive eggs. If there’s enough participation, an additional egg may be raffled off. If you want your points to count, you must link your rolls in your post somehow! The starting number/reset number will be in the next post. Please quote Scaramouche Fandango in the main thread if you need help- it's the fastest way to get to her!

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[Scaramouche Fandango]

LASER TAG STARTING NUMBER  

[VerityHattress]

Eggs: 5
Choice A. Behind some foam rocks spray painted in psychedelic colors
[Roll 1 (Not starting post)] Win
[Roll 2] Fail
[Roll 3] Win
[Roll: Wrong Dice]
[Roll 4] Win

What was this contraption?! The eyes on the mask moved?! What kind of mask was that! Well, whatever it was, it freaked Holly out so much that she didn't find another egg in this room either. However, as she was lead into the next room, it didn't bother her too much. After all, she did have a few eggs already.

Laser tag? Well she might as well participate. Heading over to the rocks, she decided to hideout and look there for eggs and other phonies.  

[Fea Line]

Foxtrot scooped up an egg she found right before that damned Evita scrit and followed her ears into the next room. Now this was a room she could get behind, even if she didn't find any eggs! The loud pumpin beat got her body moving and it took all the mare had NOT to forget about the egg hunt and just dance away. Movin' and a-groovin', Foxtrot danced her way over to look behind some psychedelic foam rocks. And maybe try out this laser tag thing while she was at it?

A. Behind some foam rocks

Eggs: 4  

[theCorniest]

Alright, so the costumes on the rack evened out to be pretty dang cool, between the mostly passable designs and the eggy contents of some particularly deep pockets. Haute Couture found the egg pretty early up, and spent the rest of the time putting together The Perfect Outfit for himself (and his father, much to Neg's nonlpussed half-amusement). Neg left the costume bits and bobs behind as they moved to the next room, but Haute kept on a pair of thick-framed glasses.

The next room was - mon dieu, Haute thought, what is this hellish place. There were too many colors, and none of them looked like they wanted anything remotely to do with their neighbors, and between them and the laser gun Jump Scare had given him, he was reminded strongly of Niner in a way that made him frustrated, and also a little sad? Deciding to judiciously ignore his stupid nonsense feelings, Haute searched inside of some barrels (F), mostly to get out of the strobes for a few seconds. He pretty much ignored his laser gun.

Negative, however, did no such thing. The pulse of the music, the bright colors, and the flashing lights had the intended effect on him, if not his son. Neg had never played laser tag before, but he was a hunter (among other small jobs), so he got the gist of it pretty quick, and started stalking through the fog with an even wickeder grin than usual. This grown-a** adult was going to teach all these children the difference between laser-predator and laser-prey.