Mystery Game 12: Crowns

Earthexe - Candy Crown

You release a tiny sigh, admiring the beauty of the crown before you.

Their efficiently short black hair offers contrast to the black and gold patterns painted around their eyes. Their tan skin is flawless, and glistens slightly. They stand tall (despite being shorter than you), looking you right in the eye, cold and calculating.

What a time to be alive.

You squeeze the candy heart, breaking it apart into several smaller cinnamon hearts. You also subconsciously note the normal finger count (5) on both of your hands.

Robust Laser - Waxy Crown

PPPSSSsSSShhHHHhhhh!

You have a little trouble pushing your way out of the container, but when you finally do, you are shocked by the light. You remember the sensation, but you never thought you would miss light so much.

{previously described room is redescribed}

The outside is warmer as well, and you feel your skin start to crawl down your body.

Schazer - Quintessential Crown

The container disappears around you. You evaluate the other birthed crowns.

You lift up your legs and float, waiting.

Kaynato - Final Crown

You palm the container, and it collapses in on you, forming armour. You sense the other crowns noticing you, with either alarm or interest.

Holes for your palms open up in your armour, on instinct.

Gatr - Gold Crown

You give the crown what he wants, flexing and posing in new and dynamic ways. Candy hearts begin to fall out of his hands.

After regarding the armoured crown, you move to a nearby wall. Brushing it with your hands, you unveil an engraving of a peacock, floating overtop of a couple having sexy times. Symbolism has always alluded you. Further down the wall, an image of winged figures sing to a small group of farmers, who look enchanted.

Goblin’s - Lil Wee Crown

You tap on the wall of the container. You throw your little fists at it, but nothing is seeming to work.

“A little help?”

Your container disappears, and you gaze at the ensemble before you. The floating crown raises their eyebrows.

“Thank you!”

ICan’tGiveCredit - Theoretical Crown

Your container would open, that is, if there were a container. But there wasn’t. In fact, this room had always only had 29 containers. You were just standing here the whole time, with your eyes closed. This is definitely the truth.

You think about your container. Was it ever really here? Did you imagine it? You are pretty dang sure there might have been a container here, even just a few minutes ago.

Btp - Crown of Lies

You open your container, and grimace at the nasty dust and cobwebs everywhere. The other crowns in the room glance at you, and do double takes.

What’s their problem?

Gimeurcookie - Cosmic Crown

You exit the container.

You feel light and free, and imagine locking up the container to see how it feels.

Shredded - Paper Crown

After a little effort, you open the container.

You are holding a black pen.