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12/5/2020 12:37:43 PM
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[i]I walk up to the door, and a knocking sound appears without me touching it.[/i]
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[spoiler]Sorry for the delayed response, unforeseen circumstances were trying to keep me away from my laptop![/spoiler] [spoiler]*reads your post* Well... someone's begging to meet 999 happy haunters.[/spoiler] [quote]Eerily rattling, the knob rotates of its own accord. The door creaks open... then slams shut in your face. Another chilly breeze rattles your soul.[/quote]
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[i]I chuckle and open the door again,[/i] "Helloooooo?"
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[quote]The icy breeze roars against your back, propelling you into the mansion and slamming the door shut. "Welcome, foolish mortal, to the Haunted Mansion. I am your host- your ghost host." An unearthly chuckle reverberates through the darkness. "Please, step all the way in- there's no turning back now..." Candles flicker to life, their uncanny flames providing light to the luxurious interior. "Shall we begin our tour?" [/quote]
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"Of course." [i]I wait for the ghosts to lead me on.[/i]
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[quote]"We find it delightfully unlivable here in this ghostly retreat. Every room has wall-to-wall creeps, and hot and cold running chills- Shhh, listen!" The door to your left rattles, an indiscernible voice muffling through. The ghost continues, undaunted. "There are several prominent ghosts who have retired here from creepy old crypts all over the world. Actually, we have 999 happy haunts here — but there’s room for 1,000..."[/quote]
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"I might just see if my dearly departed father might come here." [i]I chuckle, thinking of what a flaming immortal Daemon Lord would do to this place.[/i]
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[quote]"If your father has died, I'm sure you can find him comfortably residing here. Perhaps you'll meet him..." You are lead into an empty ballroom, noticing no one is to be seen, yet a piano can still be heard. "The happy haunts have received your sympathetic vibrations and are beginning to materialize. They’re assembling for a swinging wake, and they’ll be expecting me… I’ll see you a little later." The voice begins to fade. "Oh, and a small piece of advice..." Phantoms dim into existence, twirling with one another in a haunting dance. "Don't look wraiths in their eyes, less you join our happy 999." The voice vanishes and every phantom spins their head in your direction, trying to catch a glimpse of you with hollow eyes. [/quote]
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[i]I stare right back at them unblinking as I continue through the mansion.[/i]
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Edited by NinjaW/ramen: 12/8/2020 2:38:31 AM[quote]As you make eye contact, black tendrils line the outskirts of your vision, filling the world with pale shadows.[/quote] [spoiler]Either you're crazy, or these ghosts don't know who they're dealing with[/spoiler]
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[i]I chuckle, and start consuming the tendrils, my mind a swirling event horizon pulling them in as I continue forward.[/i] [spoiler]They don't. I didn't put over half a year into a Grey Lady for nothing.😉[/spoiler]
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[quote]Several phantoms vanish, succumbed to the overwhelming abyss of your mind. [/quote] [spoiler]I was not expecting that...[/spoiler] [quote]The remaining ghosts immediately divert their gaze from you, not wishing to disturb the monster which wandered into their happy home. A candle floats in front of you... hovering down a narrow hall... its light... beckoning you to follow...[/quote] [spoiler]...but then, I was expecting to not expect something, so really, I expected it.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I love being expected! It always means I have a warm welcome! Sorry about the ghosts by the way. Keria's a bit...fiery with a capital F. [/spoiler] [i]I follow, waving at the ghosts behind me.[/i]
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Edited by NinjaW/ramen: 12/9/2020 6:42:00 AM[spoiler]Lol, I practically given up on trying to put her in a 'escape in one piece' situation like the others. Guess she can just enjoy the mansion now...[/spoiler] [quote] The light leads you down a flight of creaking stairs and into the mansion's basement. Tombstones riddle the dusty floor with grim grinning ghosts singing atop them: [spoiler]♩♪♫When the crypt doors creak and the tombstones quake, Spooks come out for a swinging wake... Happy haunts♩♪♫ materialize and begin to vocalize. Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize!♩♪♫ Now,♬ don’t close your eyes and don’t try to hide, For a silly spook may sit by your side. Shrouded in ♩♪♫a daft disguise, they pretend to terrorize. Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize! As the moon climbs high o’er the dead oak tree, Spooks arrive for the midnight ♬spree... Creepy ♬creeps with eerie eyes start to shriek and harmonize. Grim grinning ♩♪♫ghosts come out to socialize! When you hear the knell of a requiem bell, Weird glows gleam where ♬spirits dwell... Restless bones etherealize, rise as spooks of every size!♩♪♫[/spoiler] As they sing their grim-grinning song, various instruments fly out of the shadows of the ceiling above, crashing into you. From violins and trumpets, to church organs and Contrabasses[/quote] [spoiler]I have to have some kind of conflict, so... *throws a sharpsichord at you*[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah I'm sorry about that. It's reaching the time where I stop using her in actual RP anyway.[/spoiler] [i]I attempt to duck, and slide under the next.[/i] [spoiler]You know who Toaster is?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No, sadly I have never had the pleasure of meeting this Toaster you speak of. And it's fine if you use her, she's probably the only thing keeping you from joining their happy 999 (well- 1000, since the disappearance of [b]Sir Richards[/b]- R.I.P. buddy) Also, I don't know if this is possible but...[/spoiler] [quote]You successfully dodge the onrushing instruments, except for a cimbalom which clobbers you upside the head. A host of jolly chortles chime from the shadowed ceiling. Ghosts have a rather odd sense of humor.[/quote] [spoiler]Did that knock Keria out, or is she fine. If she's fine, cool we can continue the tour, if not...then say hi to Sir Richards for me, mkay?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]She's very fine I'm afraid. Toaster, who was known as the Mad God, had a twisted sense of humor. He made a cursed mask Keria picked up, and the curse was that endless pianos drop on her head until she made 12 Swedish Sewing Machines by hand. She lived. I didn't wanna mention it because I'm getting to the point where she's too OP to take out in a real RP.[/spoiler] [i]I chuckle, and throw a brick at them that I conjure into my hand.[/i]
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Also- Also! [quote]Burst of raw energy storms from above, threatening to kill everything in its path.[/quote]
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[quote]Sir Richard's ghost laughs at you from above: "Did you think I would stay dead?"[/quote]
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[i]My sword appears in my hand, a long black angular blade.[/i] "Depends."
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[quote]"You made a mistake, allowing me in- in the first place. Now, you shall learn!" A surging storm erupts from the glistening blade above, threatening to touch you with its fatal energy.[/quote]
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[i]I attempt to catch it on my blade.[/i]
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[quote]It's devastating power swirls around your sword, filling you with the potential to annihilate the entire mansion. Ghosts, phantoms, and wraiths flee in horror of your what you wield.[/quote]
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[i]I decide to bottle it away for later use, and funnel it into a whiskey bottle.[/i]
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[quote]The whisky bottle bursts, unable to contain such thunderous energy.[/quote]
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[i]I attempt to place it into an enchanted vial, one with increased strength.[/i]
