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Old 05-11-2017, 12:18 AM   #67
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Originally Posted by Whimsy View Post


You ask Magus to scout ahead and try to detect anything that could be considered spooky. His assurance that he wouldn't be able to find anything was misplaced as his senses become bombarded with horrors...

Meanwhile, you go to calm down the angry raging athlete whose yelling had now woken the little boy up too. He glares at you, anger in his eyes.

"Take it down a notch? We're trapped, lady! Maybe instead of crying about your poor widdle head, you start trying to help me find a way out of here!"

With all the executive function of that one guy in every horror movie that tells the gang to split up, the athlete storms away from the group and enters one of the adjacent rooms. As he slams the doors shut, the light starts to flicker. How weird. And weirder still, you could swear that the door he walked through looked different a moment ago...

The woman with you sighs, shaking her head in a disappointed fashion.

"Don't mind Darren, Heather. He's always been a bit jumpy, remember? Too busy running to stop and think." She says. Typical, really. A man who's all talk but no w-wait. How did she know your name?

You have no time to ponder this, however, as a loud terrified yell comes from an adjacent room. Darren! He must have found something, but what?
What do you do?
Heather huffed indignantly at the athlete boy's response. She honestly wanted to smack him over his condescending, smarmy back talk (and maybe show him just how hard it was to think when your head hurt so much), but she didn't get the chance. After he finished his infuriating little tirade, he stormed off, walking into one of the doors on the side of the room.

Oh, great. All he was missing was a loud, obnoxious shout of "LEEEEEEROYYYYY JENKINS!" to complete the act. Heather thought, facepalming.

I wouldn't recommend following him. There's weird things all over this place, we need to just get out of here, as soon as possible. came Magus' voice, the Misdreavus' countenance etched with consternation. Taking a second look at the door, Heather had a realization: hadn't that door looked different before? Clearly, it was a trap, an inference confirmed by a bloodcurdling scream from the athlete not moments later. It was at that moment that the older woman spoke to her.

"Don't mind Darren, Heather. He's always been a bit jumpy, remember? Too busy running to stop and think." she said, causing Heather to immediately go on full alert. Two major things were majorly spooky about that statement. For one, the woman knew both her and (apparently) Darren's names despite no introductions being made. Sure, Heather enjoyed being addressed by her name as opposed to anything else-so long as she'd actually introduced herself, which she most certainly had not. Secondly, there was a distinct implication that Heather was supposed to have known Darren from beforehand. She was supposed to remember how recklessly impetuous a person she'd no recollection of meeting was? Like hell that was normal! Given the choice between helping Darren out of a trap that would likely trap her or confronting the woman who clearly knew something, the answer was obvious. Heather fished Grace's Ball from her Bag and expanded it, keeping an iron grip upon it as she readied to let loose.

"Just who are you, really?" Heather said, having paused long enough as she'd put the pieces together. "More importantly...what do you want from us?" she added, ready to unlesh the furious ball of flying squirrel in her hand at a moment's notice.
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Originally Posted by DaveTheFishGuy View Post
Quoth the Honchkrow (nevermore!).
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