I’m starting to think we’re playing someone a tad bit mentally challenged.
Poll-Venture #2: The Golden Omelette [Chapter 20: A Journey Ends]
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Omlete du fR0mAge! 
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Ah so its an imrpovement then.
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Chapter 4: Nap Time’s Over
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You don’t waste time answering. In one swift movement you turn around and leap out the window, towards the glorious Sun.
It is only then that you realize you are seven stories up.
You hurtle towards the grass-covered ground at 9.8 m/s/s (a number you learned from The Scientist) and then slam into it feet-first… and stay standing. Your legs don’t break, and you feel no pain.
The air starts to ripple around you. You start running, so fast that the world turns into a blur. You jump over wells, rivers, and lakes on your way to the horizon. Behind you, the life-filled illusionary world is dissolving into endless miles of sand. You must run faster.
But instead you trip. As you painlessly face-plant into the grassy plain, it morphs into a sand dune beneath you, the hot air of the desert returns to sear your flesh, your throat starts constricting from dehydration, every nearby body of water goes up in a puff of smoke… and suddenly you can think clearly again. The feeling is much like waking up from a strange dream.
You realize that if you don’t escape this infernal desert soon™, you will die here. So, trying your best to ignore your crippling thirst, you get to your feet and check out your surroundings.
Directly in front of you is an megalithic stone structure that looks like this (except the sand isn’t white):
With an effort, you tear your eyes away from the building and turn your gaze to the right. There, far in the distance, you see the silhouette of a person with hair streaming in the wind riding atop some giant beast. Behind you, there is a ragged canyon that goes on in a straight line for as far as you can see in either direction. And to the left, nothing but sand.
- Enter the giant structure
- Waylay the traveler and steal his/her water
- Go check out the canyon
- Walk left until you drop
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Chapter 5: Rasha’s Return
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The choice is obvious. You need shelter from this blazing heat… and with an insane amount of luck, you might just find a well inside that ancient structure. So you approach the building, marveling at the size of the stone facade towering above you, until you are standing in front of the hexagonal doorway. It is impossible to see inside the megalith; the door pulses with a blinding multicolored light.
With a feeling of unease growing inside of you, you edge your way into the light…
… and out into the strangest room you have ever seen. The walls are made up of thousands of glowing panels, each rapidly flashing between half a hundred colors. The floor is mirrored so as to merge the pulsing lights on the walls into a discordant amalgam of color that pains your eyes. In the center of the room is a great iron disk split into 24 sections. Each section has runes of varying hues engraved into it. Behind the disk is an empty golden throne, polished to a dangerously bright sheen, and directly in front of you a stone pedestal juts out of the reflective floor.
You take a step forward, onto the pedestal… and a stone door crashes down behind you, closing off your only escape from the room. Before you can recover from your surprise, the pedestal you are standing on shoots into the air, only stopping when your head is a foot from the ceiling. You predict that falling from this height would leave you a cripple, if not a corpse (you are still weak from the desert, after all).
“What is the meaning of this?!” you shout, frustrated at all these ridiculous traps you keep falling into in the midst of what should’ve been a regular boring desert.
Hehehehehe! You search for the source of the ghostly tittering in vain.
“Who’s there?”
You don’t know me? The voice is cold and rasping, but it sounds rather amused. Have you forgotten your history?
“What’s history got to do with…” you start, but then the pieces fall into place in your head. A giant structure built deep in the Akram Desert… what could it be but the fabled resting place of the mad general Rasha? You had thought that Rasha’s Tomb was just a legend (why would Zirix be so stupid as to waste time and resources constructing an enormous monument to a rebel invader?), but apparently you were mistaken. “Rasha, is that you?”
Hehehehehe! You got me! Now it’s time for me to get YOU! The walls of the room stop glowing abruptly, plunging the world into total darkness and leaving multicolored spots in your vision. And then they flash back on just as abruptly. As soon™ as your eyes recover, you notice a prominent change in the room – in the gleaming golden throne sits a purple wraith in the shape of General Rasha.
WELCOME, Rasha’s ghost yells in the voice of a Trial of the Cores commentator, TO WHEEL OF MISFORTUNE! Our unlucky contestant today is the one and only MYTHRON WANDERER! Through a veil of dread, you see that Rasha is raising his arms above his head and bestowing his most radiant smile on an imaginary crowd. Then he starts clapping for himself – a spectral, hollow sound that makes you shiver.
Here are the rules: I ask you a series of THREE questions. If you answer correctly, you progress to the next question. If not… we spin the WHEEL OF MISFORTUNE! Simple enough, right? Let’s begin! For a brief moment, the smile on Rasha’s face transforms into an ugly sneer, and he lowers his rasping voice so the “audience” doesn’t hear. Soon™ my great misfortune will be nothing compared to yours! You watch in horror as he he starts laughing maniacally and clapping for himself again.
“Please, Rasha!” you implore. “You were always a fair general… we can talk this through…”
What an excellent idea! Hehehehehehehe! FIRST QUESTION: How many Serpenti does it take to save the world?
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- 6
- 7
- 8
- 9
- 10
- 33.33
- 42
- 101
- 666
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Trick question, the correct answer is “Not Enough”
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Many a Serpenti. Now if we would be talking about prismatic Serpentis instead…
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Is that an insult to Serpenti? There is actually a very logical/mathematical way to figure out this riddle…
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Yes it was(untill they get rush)
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If so, I believe we should calculate the minimal number of Serpenti to threat the whole board. Board is 5x9. If we place Serpenti on tiles (2,2), (2,4), (5,2), (5,4), (8,2) , (8,4) we will do it. I guess the answer is 6 then.
I assumed that the bottom left tile is (1,1), first coordinate is horizontal, second is vertical.
Amirite?
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Math and logic be damned!
Lol…yeah, that makes sense to me.
But I like vinyl discs…so 33 1/3…
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Chapter 6: A Great Misfortune
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You see no way out of this predicament but to play along with Rasha’s ridiculous game show. You take a second to think about the question, and realize it must be a test of faith. Even though everyone knows the Serpenti is the weakest creature in existence, people like to pretend it is all-powerful.
“One Serpenti is sufficient to save the world,” you say confidently.
WRONG! Rasha cackles demonically. The answer is four, because that is the minimum number of Serpenti required to bring down a Katastrophosaurus, and thereby save the world from catastrophe! Now, it’s time to spin the WHEEL OF MISFORTUNE! He waves his hand theatrically.
From the top of the pedestal, you have a perfect view of the iron disk as it begins to spin. It accelerates rapidly and then decelerates very slowly, until you can watch its every rotation with growing dread. When it finally stops, Rasha’s ghost floats into the air to better inspect the runic inscriptions on the wheel.
Oooooh! Our contestant landed between “You die a thousand deaths, each more painful than the last” and “Duelyst glitches so the only card you can get from orbs is Swamp Entangler.” What a close call… too bad what he landed on is even worse! Hehehehehehehe! He pauses for dramatic effect, and you find yourself holding your breath. Our contestant landed on: “GET NERFED TO DUST!”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” you scream, for your worst nightmare is coming true. You contemplate jumping off the pedestal to your death, but it is too late. You can already feel your body twisting and shrinking, and your fabulous power drains from you like the life in a dying man’s eyes:
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Hehehehehehehehehehe! You should be thankful that I didn’t take “to dust” literally! Now, let’s continue. QUESTION TWO: Mirrorrim Mirrorrim on the wall, who’s the fairest General of them all?
- Cassyva Soulreaper
- Lilithe Blightchaser
- Maehv Skinsolder
- Kara Winterblade
- Faie Bloodwing
- Ilena Cryobyte
- Zir’an Sunforge
- Reva Eventide
- Shidai Stormblossom
- Scioness Sajj
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No way anybody would have guessed this 
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What can I say? Rasha is a mad genius. Would it surprise you to learn that there is a logical answer to this question, too?
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“Rasha, you’re a mad genius.”
-Avatar Aang
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I’m all ears.
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Fair can mean “blonde” if referring to hair. The only General with blonde hair is Ilena Cryobyte. I’m not sure if that’s right, but it seems like the most logical answer.
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Vote Sajj or die a painful sandy death
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