Does Anyone else want to join and choose door one? 
Ok cool! So…
@fearthedeer724 YOU WIN you desired candy. So…yeah it’s like a room lined with candy. 
I’ll swing by one of your stories for hearts 
@raspberry590 You’re disguise does not work and you are discovered before you could even get inside. 🥸
@vieveda the vase was unfortunately a trap. You touch it and evil wraiths suddenly come out from the vase, causing you to rush out of the room scared to almost literal death. 
Y’all did great honestly, and once again @vieveda your word suggestions were so much fun to work with. 
My word suggestions for the next round would be:
Verb: run
Noun: bird
Adjective: blue
Again, just suggestions, you don’t have to use them. Have fun y’all!
Coolio 
hopefully I can do the new round correctly this time! If not, well...I'll just blame it on the bump on the back of my head, I guess 
BRB 
As the sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of amber and violet, a flash of blue streaks across the dense forest. A small bird, its feathers shimmering like the morning sky, flutters frantically ahead of you.
You don't know why, but an unshakable feeling grips your chest—you run, chasing after it, your breath coming in ragged gasps. The trees blur past, shadows stretching long in the twilight.
Then, the bird stops, perched on an ancient stone with symbols carved deep into its surface. Something about this place feels familiar.
What do you do?
Reach out toward the bird and see if it lets you touch it.
Examine the strange carvings on the stone.
Turn back the way you came—something doesn't feel right.
I think I got it this time~ 
I’ll choose option one @fearthedeer724
Anybody else wanna join in? I think I'll wait to announce the winner until each option has been chosen 
@BellaTheCow, sorry but that was incorrect. I don't blame you though. I'd love to pet a bird if I could too
As you extend your hand, the bird tilts its head but does not flee. Instead, it lets out a melodic call, and vines rise from the earth, wrapping gently around your wrist. A warmth spreads through you, but before you can react, the vines tighten—testing you, judging you—before retreating as if you were unworthy.
@vieveda, congrats! I'll do 5 more likes and comments on your story!
As your fingers trace the ancient symbols, the ground beneath you pulses with life, and the bird lets out a soft trill of approval. Vines bloom with glowing blue flowers, and a gentle voice whispers through the trees: The forest has chosen you. A wave of understanding washes over you—you are no longer just a traveler; you are its guardian now.
@Krysteena, sorry but that was incorrect! You did not become the guardian of the forest, but who knows if that's necessarily a bad thing?
You step away, unwilling to involve yourself in something unknown, but the moment you turn, the forest shifts. The trees close in, their branches weaving a barrier, and the bird’s once-gentle song turns into a sorrowful cry. The choice was never yours to make—the forest has already decided.
Almost forgot! @vieveda, here are your next set of words!
Noun: Meadow
Adjective: Serene
Verb: Wander
That’s one Angry Bird lol @fearthedeer724
Gone was the ever-present sound of gunfire. The survivors had landed in a sea of green, the likes of which they had never seen before. "What is this place..?" asked the airship Captain. The passengers were struck by the tranquil beauty, wandering amongst the long grasses and gazing curiously at the brightly colored flowers. Up ahead lay three equally unusual objects.
The First was long and looked like the barrel of a rifle.
The Second resembled blood.
And the Third was like the houses they remembered from before the bombs fell, only very, very small.
"What should we do with them, Captain..?" A gentle breeze rustled through the grass. All eyes were on their valiant leader and the decision they would make.
Which object are you drawn to, Captain?
[Thanks @fearthedeer724 for the words!]
I know we're all a little excited for Inksgiving but that doesn't mean we should put the game on hold!
Maybe once it is here, though, that'd be okay with me 
I know it's gonna be a wild time, especially for you, Bella you're so beloved that you're gonna get ink up the wazoo, I'm calling it now!
Anyway, I think I'll pick...the blood, I guess. Very fitting for me right now lol (sorry, kinda tmi I guess) 
I’ll take option three. @vieveda
@fearthedeer724 lol thanks (blushing a ton fr ), I’m flattered really. but seriously, idk what’s gonna happen, or if I’m gonna get anything from this so really just doing it for fun
Roll up, roll up! Option one is still available if you'd like to play!
Gone was the ever-present sound of gunfire. The survivors had landed in a sea of green, the likes of which they had never seen before. "What is this place..?" asked the airship Captain. The passengers were struck by the tranquil beauty, wandering amongst the long grasses and gazing curiously at the brightly colored flowers. Up ahead lay three equally unusual objects.
The First was long and looked like the barrel of a rifle.
The Second resembled blood.
And the Third was like the houses they remembered from before the bombs fell, only very, very small.
"What should we do with them, Captain..?" A gentle breeze rustled through the grass. All eyes were on their valiant leader and the decision they would make.
Which object are you drawn to, Captain?
I'll take option 1 @vieveda ! scary tho...
Life got bad but I have returned to this game now and i am excited about it lol
Captain @BellaTheCow approached the tiny house. Inspecting the windows they could sense something stirring inside. Try as they might, no words or knocking could attract the attention of the occupant. "Never mind" said the Captain, "Let's just leave it be and go find shelter."
[Sorry, you are not the winner this time 
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Captain @fearthedeer724 could smell the aroma wafting from the strange red liquid. "This... I think this is alcohol!" they said. From adulthood they had only tasted the moonshine made in the trenches. The sweet and heady wine was infinitely more delicious. "Captain!" cried the survivors, "Save a sip for the rest of us..!"
[No win - only wine 
]
Captain @raspberry590 had handled any number of weapons during their fighting career. This metal cylinder was not an instrument of war; it was an instrument of a different kind. Blowing into the mouthpiece, a melodious note rang out across the meadow. From the little house, a whoosh of light and sparkles brought forth a tipsy little fairy. "Welcome!" she said, flying fizzily around the Captain's head; "You look tired. Would you like a place to rest?" The Captain motioned to the tiny house. "I don't think we'll fit..." they said.
With a giggle, the fairy waved her arm and the tiny house began to grow. "Don't worry!" she said, "That's what my magic is for!"
[Congratulations! Your fairy friend is glad to help you find a peaceful home in the meadow. 
]
@raspberry590 I will swing by soon to drop some comments and likes! Here are your (optional) words:
Noun: doll
Adj: secret
Verb: smile