The Wheel of Mystery

[Shae the Bat]

This is a little RP started by a good friend of mine and Ash's, as tradition would stand, I try to incorporate it into every messageboard RP I'm part of, or that I host. Allow me to explain;

I, the host of this show
Have some things for you to know
This delightful little game
Is exactly as it sounds in the name
You're in a studio with wood floors
Here you see a big wheel and several doors

This wheel determines your fate
Isn't it wonderful, isn't it great?
You could receive a wonderful prize
Or meet your very own demise
I, the host speak in rhyme
You may too, and now 'tis show time

Step up ye one and ye all
Spin this wheel upon the wall

(Basically, walk in as you or your character, and post that you're spinning the wheel, from there follow the instructions, or react accordingly to my replying post. One spin per member until everyone's had a go.)

[CC]

A tall black cat with red-tipped air
enters the room with a bit of flare
she stops at the door and shakes off the dust
cleanliness always being a must

she grins and she winks at the friendly face
of one who she has known from many a place
"Alright there my friend? Life treating you well?
I had to come in and sit for a spell

But before I do, as tradition reigns
I will try my luck, see if it's changed
My rhyming's no better than days of yore
so I'll stop soon to not be a bore"

Smiling cheerfully she steps up to the plate
and gives the wheel a turn, leaving it to fate
her eyes shine brightly as she watches it spin
"curiousity and I'm a cat..:" she says with a grin.

[Shae the Bat]

"Ahh, gracious and lovely feline
Now do you step to the line
This wicked wheel spins around
When it stops, fate to be found"

The wheel a 'tick, 'tick, 'ticks to stop
The chosen path is dispayed on top
Whirring lights and buzzing sounds ring
It was now time for this little kitty to sing

Down comes a large white gloved hand
Picking up the supple feline on command
She hisses and struggles in a fit of rage
As she's lowered down onto a stage

An audience of shadows imaptiently waits
"Time for Wheel Idol!" the spinster bat states.
From nowhere, in her hands comes a microphone
Will her voice be angellic or dull and drone?

[CC]

The cat blinks a moment then shakes off the shock
something new indeed for others to mock
but this cat does not yowl in fact she sings clear
and she says lightly, "this one's for you dear"

"There was a time long ago
where few remember and fewer go
a time of heroes and villains who fought even then
for the lives of furs, spirits and men

we battled our hardest and defeated our foes
why we were fighting, Goddess only knows
but we won many battles throught prowess and skill
very seldom did it come to a true kill

the tournaments rang like a true brass bell
but evil came in, it had been HIS knell
the good and the bad were sorted quite clear
a greater battle was fought, many in fear

When the dust settled the true evil was gone
and bright light once again shone
but a dear friend had fallen and many did mourn
the heroes they parted, dejected and forlorn

Where have they gone, our heroes of old?
their memories in some minds have gone cold
but a flicker here and a remembrance there
as they are thought of and stories shared"

Her voice rings out clear and true
not a terrible singer from out of the blue
she lets a single tear fall from her emerald eyes
and she looks up with a bit of suprise

"Not sure where that came from" she says with a grin
"not bad, I suppose, from one little spin
but I fear I should not speak too soon
judged I must be, to learn my doom"

[Shae the Bat]

"A haunting and lovely siren indeed ye be
Now my dear, the judges ruling to see"
A voice comes out from a speaker in the ceiling
"Lovely lady, that song was most appealing.

From me you get a seal of approval,
But now we turn to Dr. MacDooval."
A second voice came onto the air
"Your voice, it pricked up me hair,

A radient beauty ye be lass,
and from me ye get a pass."
A third voice interrupted the praise
"YOUR SINGING PUTS ME IN A CRAZE!

HORRIBLE, AWFUL, PLAIN AND UTTER SHITE!
COME ON AUDIENCE.. AM I RIGHT?"
Silence for the rude, and bastardous judge
The audience's approval did not budge

"Bah what do YOU know.." he said
When finally the air went dead
The bat stepped up to the stage
And bowed so proper and sage

"Two out of three ain't too bad
At least there was fun to be had
But the wheel isn't always so kind
What will the next contestant find?"

[CC]

The cat bows deeply and then finds a seat
waiting for others to spin for it would be a treat
what would t heir fates include, what was in store?
for the next silly person who walks through that door...

[Stealth Greyblade]

The grey fox with bitter blue eyes and a snarl on his face,
Stands there backstage waiting on his place.
He shook his head
wishing he never got out of bed
For he pitied the victems of this prankster bat.

He couldnt help but think as he stood on the mat.
"Why would any sap fall for his trick.
Though plenty of fools he does have his pick.
If I spin his wheel
what will be his acursed deal.
That fool loves to screw with your mind."

Silntly with a step forward he steped forward to follow his kind.
To play this bats game
posibly hurt and maimed.
Bitter though flowed t hrough the fox.

Slowly he steped out of the awaitng contestant box.

Eye glaring tword the bat
If he liked to torture his freind the cat
then what fate could await him
He closed his eyes his viison dim
a paw reached up and grabed ahold of the wheel.
and with a mighty spin he awaited his fated deal.

[Shae the Bat]

"Now up comes the cloudy vulpine
One who tends to complain and whine
For this, the fickle creature
What fate will our wheel feature?"

The wheel ticks and tocks until it comes still
In good time as the spinning made the fox ill
The wheel displayed a curious mark
A simple finger, pointed upward hark

[Stealth Greyblade]

The fox glanced at finger displayed to his view.
and he glanced to the bat this was something new.
"Well bat what is the meaning of this is this some kind of joke?
that finger better be the index one ready for a little poke."
The fox shook head head once more
as he he looked up to where the finger pointed to see what was in store.

[Shae the Bat]

From up high whistling could be heard
A sound which seemed most obsurd
The sound began to get louder than before
As if something were falling to the floor

KEEEEEEEERRRRRRSSSSSPLLLLLAAAAT!
A rather large cream pie had fallen on.. the bat
"Curses and grief.." he griped
He grabbed a towel and his face he wiped

"I knew I should've moved that rope,
And now here I stand, looking the dope
Seems you lucked out this round
But what will be the next fate found?"

[Psychosis]

From the street enters the Templar.
He had travelled long and far,
Hearing of this enchanting game,
Of tremendous and unbound fame.

His powers nullifyed at the door,
As he walked 'cross the floor.
"I guess I have to play honest and fair."
He spun the wheel, it whirring loud in the air.

[Shae the Bat]

The large ominous wheel rapidly spun
Outcome of its force would surely be fun.
The wheel stops. "What ho, psychic,
From this end you shall deftly get a kick!"

One of the three doors begins to flash
Upon it the symbol of money, of cash.
Buzzers, whistles and bells did sound
"Inside dear friend, your prize is found."

What fate fate is held instore
For he who enters this door?

[Psychosis]

Psychosis quirked up his brow
What would happen now?
He walked over to the door
Studied it from top to floor.

The bright flashing sign was interesting
If it was money, he'd do some investing
He sighed to himself looking at the knob
Opening the lagre door was no difficult job

He turned the handle and pushed the door
Hoping to catch a glimpse of a significant score.