All the episodes will be released here. Keep in mind since this is an experiment, the story will only last few epsiodes.

Few things I should also mention for the participant, Non spoiler discussion regarding the story is fine here, example- reaction, appreciation, discrimination, evaporation etc, are fine. Any discussion regarding the story should be done in private, the decision you take based on the choices given must be DM to me.

Participant:
Corne2Plum3 - Corne
Penguin - Penguin the wise
MangaGrumpy - M a n g a G r u m p y
Fujiya - Fujiya
179bpm - 179bpm
DM FOR MUTUAL - Yro
Osudroid96 - Droid96

Episodes:
EP 1

Episode 1
The Threshold of Dust and Stone

The air was still and heavy outside the entrance of the dungeon.

Jagged rock framed the entrance like a mouth of a dragon. Moss hung like a old skin. A gust of wind hissed from within as if the dungeon had exhaled. The Legends were true, this place existed, buried and forgotten.

But this didn't scared the Seven adventurers who stood before the entrance, each unique, each ready--mostly for what lay ahead.


Corne, the large wolf creature, sniffed the air. "Rotting stone, Something is dead in there... maybe a few somethings is dead in there..." he growled, for some reason.

Penguin the wise waddled forward with chest high. "A true test of valor awaits us, and I for one--"
He tripped over a pebble.
"--meant to do that." He added, brushing dirt from his beak, pretending it was part of his performance.

M a n g a G r u m p y mutter at the entrance. "Smells like fish left in the sun. Not the good kind either."
His blue face twitched in irritation. "Lets get this over with before I lose my temper."

Fujiya arms crossed, stared into the dark void. "Splitting up makes more sense later. We cover more ground."
She said it flatly, already calculating the plans.
"No one listen to her," Penguin added confidently. "I have got this. I read a book on dungeons once."

179bpm adjusted his gloves. "There are too many unkowns. Best case, this is a test of logic. Worst case? Random Death." He turned to Fujiya. "I vote we observe everything before making assumptions."

Yro, balancing on a skateboard, rolled lazily in a circle. "So... do we get a map or just vibes?" She did a little flip and landed next to Grumpy. "I hope there is snacks."

"FACT," ed Droid96 who had only powered up. "Every dungeon expedition has a 72% chance of intra-party mistrust by room 3."
He wheeled slowly forward, eyes whirring. "Also, I might trip on loose gravel. Please accommodate"

Grumpy sighed. “We’re so dead."



The dungeon moaned again. The massive stone door open on their own, revealing a hallway bathed in an unnatural blue glow.

From within the smell of wet mold. The sound of distant dripping water and something else... the scrape of bones..

The group hesitated for only a moment. Then, one by one, they stepped into the dark.


End of Episode 1. What do you do?

As your eyes adjust to the light, you find yourselves in a moldy stone hall. Lit by flickering blue flames. A pond of still water lies to the side. At the far end, three ancient doors stood tall. Between them a skeleton, slouched but upright, watching you.

What will you do?

Choose one (DM your answer(only those who /in)):
1. Approach the Skeleton and Speak

2. Inspect the Pond

3. Check the Doors for Clues

4. Stay Back and Observe the Others

[You have 24hours, the option with majority vote will win and the story will continue]

Episode 2
The Bone Guy

The vast hall echoed with shuffling steps and murmers. Seven adventurers had crossed teh threshold, the gate sealing shut behind them. Their only way forward... was through.

The chamber was immense, the air thick and damp, the walls filled with age old moss. Blue flames flickered from stone surface, casting shadows across the cracked stone. A still pond pooled to the left, its surface still as a glass. Ahead three doors stand tall. A slumped skeleton, long lifeless, sat against the far wall, head bowed, unmoving.



Corne walk around the ancient doors, claws lightly tapping the stone floor. His nose twitched. "Something is behind each of these 3 doors.. but I cant tell what."

Penguin the wise was right behind him, inspecting the frame of Door 1. "This one smells like victory!" he declared. "A wise leader would say we simply pick the left one and march boldly onward!" (for the record the door smells like seaweed)

Droid96 meanwhile was scanning all three doors. "FACT: Door 3 bears inscriptions commonly associated with rituals of false hope," he droned. "FACT: Door 2 smells 17% less like decay." His eyes glowed as he continued scanning.

Corne eyed him. “Do you ever say anything useful?”

Droid96 turned slowly. "FACT: Sharks existed before trees."

"...Right," Corne Muttered, turning back to the doors.


Meanwhile, Fujiya crept toward the pond, silent and calculating.

M a n g a G r u m p y trailed behind her. "This place gives me the creeps," he muttered, tossing a pebble in the water. A deep plop echoed back... and a single black bubble rised, then popped.

Fujiya stared at the surface. "There is something wrong with the reflections. They are too.... delayed."

M a n g a G r u m p y curious. "What does that mean?"

"It means," she snapped, "This isnt just water. maybe some kind of illusion, or a trap."

"Or it's just water." He crossed his arms. "I fish for a living. Trust me, I know when something is wrong with it."

Fujiya didn’t answer. Her eyes were locked on the pond, narrowing.



Else where, Yro coasted across the stone on her skateboard with a clack-clack-clack, coming to a screeching stop before the skeleton.
"Eyy, bone head. You awake?" She lightly tapped its skull with the end of her board.

With horrible creak, the skeleton stirred. Hip twisted. Its jaw dropped open with a slow click. (like a good click)

179bpm approached cautiously. "Wait.. Its alive?"

The skeleton voice sounded like the grinding of sand:

>Seven descend.. but not all ascend. Before you stand the Three Doors of Fate. One shall lead you deeper. The other to doom...

Yro crossed her arms. "The typical skeleton riddle nonsense. Can't just give us a map?"

>Only the Relic-Bearer may know. One among you shall glimpse truth... or lies cloaked as truth."

From the cracked floor, a pedestal rose slowly. A scratched obsidian relic hovered above it, pulsing dimly.

Everyone turned.



The relic shaked then, with a sudden jerk, flew across the hall....

..landing clumsily into Droid96's metal hands.

"Relic acquired," he said. "Running interface... loading visions... hallucinations... death probablility: High."

Fujiya narrowed her eyes. "He got it? Seriously??"

Yro leaned over to 179bpm. "I do not trust that microwave."

Penguin the wise squawked. "I believe in him! His data streams are filled with confidence."

Corne muttered, "We are trusting out lives to a slow tin can with a fact addiction.."

Droid96 dramatically raised a finger. "FACT: Sloths are faster swimmers than penguins."

Penguin the wise gasped. "Tha tha that cant be true!!"


Droid96 faced the group, eyes glowing faintly.

"I saw three paths." He paused. "The correct door... is Door 2."

Then he tilted his head.

"..Or is it?"


Fujiya "He is messing with us. There is no way to ."

Manga Grumpy "He could be telling the truth. But if he is wrong, we are screwed."

179bpm The safest strategy is to trust, but . Unfortunately, we cant anything.."

Yro "I say we all just ollie through different doors and hope someone wins."

Penguin “I trust Droid! He is shiny and full of facts.”

Corne “Someone is not making it out of this room. That’s a fact too.”




What Will You Do?
You must each now privately message your choice.

Which door will you enter?

Door 1

Door 2 (claimed safe by Droid96)

Door 3


[You have 24hours, the option are not vote and each character can freely go separately and the story will continue]

Episode 3
The price of Trust

The door creaked open...

Blue light bled from the stone hallway ahead as six shaken adventurers stepped through--- and one body did not. Behind them, the echoes of a fatal misstep hung in the silence.

was gone.

No scream, no cry, just the sound of a clattering on stone and then.. nothing

Fujiya didn't turn back. "Told you he was unserious."

"Maybe if he took it seriously, she'd still be here," muttered 179bpm, his voice trembled, but he kept walking.

Penguin the Wise puffed out his chest. “I knew Door 2 was right. I sensed it with my warrior’s intuition.”

“You followed me, fishbrain,” Droid96 said, sparks flicking from one finger. “Statistically, your choice was a blind gamble with a 33.3% recurring chance of success.”

“Yeah well… I still won!” Penguin the wise grinned, waddling forward like a champion. “Yro didn’t.”

At the back, Corne let out a low growl, the fur on his neck bristling. “Not the time to brag.”

M a n g a G r u m p y sighed deeply, arms crossed. “That was too close. I hate this place already.”



The hall stretched long ahead, lined with skeletal murals carved into the damp stone walls-- images of men climbing, falling, scarificing one another. The blue flame torches flickered above, casting strange, uneven shadows.

Eventually, the corridor opened up into a stone chamber with two distinct paths forward, both carved into the rock like veins in bone.

A cracked sign between them read, in an ancient tongue, which droid96 helpfully translated:

>Path one: for those who dare not fall.
>Path two: for those whose names bear weight.

A stone figure rose from the wall-- another skeleton, this one missing a jaw-- and then disintegrated into dust, as thought its purpose had ended.

A hush fell over the group.

"Two tunnels," Fujiya said, scanning the entrances. "Both traps. Obviously."

M a n g a G r u m p y nodded grimly. "So we split. Three and three."

Penguin clapped his flippers. “Awesome! I love team stuff.”

“No discussion?” asked 179bpm, voice quiet. “We could think this through--”

Fujiya cut him off. “We don't know what's ahead, and we won't until we commit. Delay is dangerous.”

Droid96 buzzed. “Split probabilities indicate both tunnels are equally lethal.”

“Encouraging,” Corne muttered.

Penguin grinned. “Let’s do it! Team Banana and Team Better Banana!” (I couldn't think of a better name)

“Please never name anything again,” Fujiya muttered.




What will you do?

The six survivors must now split into two groups of three, Team banana goes left and Team Better Banana goes right.

There is no voting this time, you all will discuss in this thread and split into different team. Please do not discuss it outside this thread.

24hours

Episode 3 Part 2
Split paths

The silence between the adventurers stretched like the tunnels ahead, dark, quiet, and unknown.

Then without any other word, they split.



Team Banana – Left Tunnel

(Corne, Droid96, MangaGrumpy)

The air turned colder the deeper they went. Their tunnel sloped downward, slick with moss and dust.
Distantly, a low wind howled like something hungry had forgotten how to speak.

MangaGrumpy wiped sweat from his blue brow. "I already regret everything."

Corne snorted. "You regretted it before we left the surface."

“I stand by my regrets.”

Droid96 rolled unevenly across the path, wheels clicking. "FACT: 93% of dungeon regrets occur within the first three rooms."

They reached a vast open cavern. A gaping black chasm split the floor ahead, impossible to jump, the bottom unseen. Across it, a narrow ledge hugged the far wall, Dangling from above. A thick rope bridge swayed gently, tied between rusted posts.

Corne approached cautiously. "That rope's not just for fun."

A glowing glyph pulsed on a nearby wall, barely visible. It read:

>Only those who fear to fall may cross. But beware, too many burdens, and the line snaps."

Droid96 sensors whirred. "Puzzle detected. Input overload will result in.. falling forever. Probably."

A low rumble echoed from the pit below

A smaller inscription glowed beneath:

> Choose your order in silence. Only the sure-footed .

MangaGrumpy eyes narrowed. "So... we pick who goes first, second, third.. and if more than one of us is too heavy together, we drop to death."

Corne's jaw tensed. "We choose blind. And we choose now."

One by one, they stepped back and made their private decisions.

The rope creaked quietly in the dark.

[Team banana, each of you given a weight depending on your character. You have to decide which number you will go, 1st, 2nd, 3rd. If two of you decided same value, you all will die. Please do not discuss it with each other. Send me your choices in my DM.]



Team Better Banana – Right Tunnel

(Fujiya, 179bpm, Penguin the Wise)

Their path was narrower, tighter. The air pressed close, and the flickering blue torchlight danced like ghosts on the walls.

Penguin the Wise waddled confidently. “Feels like the path of champions.”

“You say that every time,” Fujiya said flatly.

“I’m usually right at least once,” he shot back with a grin.

Ahead, the tunnel opened into a stone chamber. A single door stood tall, embedded with golden writing. Above it, a booming voice echoed, emotionless and ancient.

>One among you must bear the weight of worth. Choose the most worthy. They alone shall face the test.

Fujiya’s eyes flicked over the door. “I’d wager a riddle. Or death.”

179bpm stepped forward. “We have to vote. Not for ourselves. One of us walks through. One of us lives or dies.”

A moment ed.

Fujiya met his gaze. “So we vote. Now.”

They each cast their votes.



[You don't have to vote quietly, you can discuss it in this thread.]

[The episode will continue after these choice are made]