{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
6/28/2016 3:05:20 AM
1
This is a tough one, I don't know, but we can rule out the sword I guess, because not all men and things have one. That leaves the shadow, and the reflection.
English
-
Oh, we can only choose those 3!?
-
I assume so, that's why they are options. I believe the game will get harder.
-
Well, does the mirror mean your reflection or the actual mirror itself I wonder...
-
Good question. I believe only one thing would make sense in the riddle though.
-
Nothing would fit all the descriptions so...
-
What about the reflection? All things have one, and it grins when you do. And you can't do anything to truly harm your own reflection.
-
Why would elders fear it? And why would it sleep when you yawn?
-
Elders take fright, because they fear their own mortality, and the reflection confronts them with it. When you yawn, it follows suit, meaning you tire, and will probably sleep.
-
Well... [b]i walk over to the mirror[/b]
-
[b]Touching the surface, you realize that it is a liquid, and that you can pass through. You hear voices beyond. Ghost draws one of his two pistols. [/b] Stay careful. [b]He clicks off the safety, and a low hum, barely audible emanates from the gun. [/b]
-
[b]i lay it down on its back[/b] [b]i back up a bit[/b] CANNONBALL!!!!! [b]i run and do a cannonball in[/b]
-
Ghost follows you down, and with a sucking sound, you are through the mirror. You find yourself in the midst of a massive battlefield, with gunfire raging all about. A beacon of whit light appears... on the opposite side. "That's where we need to go!" shouts Ghost over the din.
-
FOLLOW ME!!! [b]i just run for it ignoring everything around me[/b]
-
Gun fire tears into the ground around you, and you barely dodge a slicing Wong of a crashing plane. Upon reaching the beacon, you glance back, only to see Ghost hemmed in by three sword wielding, highly armored soldiers. He is firing his pistols, but the blasts of energy issuing forth seem to glance harmlessly off the metal-clad brutes.
-
[b]i run and tackle one[/b]
-
The soldier collapses and drops his sword. Then, he turns toward you, drawing a wickedly curved knife, and growls, revealing tusk like teeth protruding from his lower jaw. Ghost, meanwhile, kicks up the dropped sword, and is fighting the other two soldiers. He ducks an overhead slash, and whirls, slicing the gleaming blade through the armor of one. It drops to the ground, thick black blood flowing from a wound in its side. The other, proving to be a better swordsman, puts up a better fight.
-
[b]i grab his hand with the knife in it and pin it down[/b] [b]i grab one tusk with the other hand and rip it off[/b]
-
The Orc like creature screams in pain, and attacks you with the remaining tusk, biting a gash in your arm holding down his knife arm. You take the tusk in your hand and ram it into his eye, but it's still alive. Ghost parries a light slash, and bats it away. Then, with an expert flick of the wrist, he slashes the wrist of the creature, causing it to drop its sword. The soldier roars and draws his knife in his other hand. Moving quicker than expected, the Orc knocks the sword from ghost's hand, pinning him down. Ghost smiles, "Check your armor" lightning fast, a pistol is out, and jabbing into the exposed torso of the creature. It speaks "pull that trigger, and I'll kill you with me." He puts the knife at his throat.
-
[b]i rip the tusk out of his eye and stab it through his hand pinning him to the ground[/b] [b]i take his knife and tackle the orc on Ghost[/b]
-
At the moment of impact, ghost fired his gun into the distracted Orc. As you stab the knife into the nape of their neck, you feel it's skeleton shatter as the pistol discharged. "Get to the beacon!" Ghost yells, already sprinting, "don't look back!"
-
[b]i grab one of their swords and I keep the knife then run for the portal thing[/b]
-
Diving into the light, closely behind Ghost, you feel strange energy coursing around you. Bright glow fills your vision, and you feel momentarily dizzy. Then, with a jerk, everything grinds to a halt. You and ghost are sitting at a shadowy table, in the corner of what appears to be a medieval tavern.
-
Sweet. This is the part where someone walks up to us needing help and we have to be intimidating and cool.
-
[spoiler]What does your character look like, and what weapons do you carry?[/spoiler] "Agreed," Ghost answers, "in fact, this is eerily similar to DnD in my high school days," he adds. Right on cue, a heavily cloaked man sits down at the table. A brush of his hand corrects the cloak, but you catch a glimpse of knight-like armor beneath, full plate. He looks around nervously, and then begins, "You two look new." Eyeing out clothes, which had changed to match the setting, he continues, "look. I'll get right to the point. The king needs two people, neutral to the politics of the land, to help him. If you agree, you'll be awarded. He says for me to take-" his voice is suddenly cut short. Choking on spittle, his mouth froths, and his eyes roll back up in his head. Collapsing to the ground, he is obviously dead. The previous air of joviality in the tavern is gone. The barkeep eyes the body warily, and the other customers all move away. You hear mutters, "the plague, it got another-" "these lands, we should get away while we-" "the fifth incident this-" The voice of an old man cuts through it all, "it's no plague I tell you," he says, "it's-" he too is cut off, as the people angrily deny his claims.
-
Let's go find that king dude. [spoiler]i always leave it up to others to decide how I look[/spoiler] [spoiler]use your imagination[/spoiler]
