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Post by ♥ Tiffany on Oct 15, 2012 22:14:24 GMT -6
You have been summoned to take part in Tiffany's grand Halloween event. She has allowed you and two other people to participate in what may be the scariest thing you've ever encountered thus far at The Crossroads.
You stand at the doorstep of a very large and dark building. Looking up, you see the door is no longer plain and white, but has been painted gray and has bloody smears all over it. There is a bronze ornate doorknocker in the center and no doorknob.
You reach up and make use of the doorknocker. "Tap! Tap! Tap!" Without hesitation after your third knock, the door creaks open slowly and you try to look inside. There is nothing but darkness. And you must now step into it.
You step inside and before you get a chance to get your bearings about you, the door slams closed behind you and locks itself. You turn to see if there is any way out, but there's nothing. Looks like you really are stuck in here.
Your eyes adjust to the darkness and you try to look around. Squinting, you see a dim light ahead of you and another to the right of you. Which way do you go?
Make your choice: Forward, or to the right?
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Post by Memoru on Oct 15, 2012 22:47:41 GMT -6
“No left is there?” said Mem, wrinkling her nose,” Well, that’s just not ducky is it?” But there was nothing for it. She only had two options in front of her and she had to pick. She couldn’t stay put in the dark, waiting for monsters and ghouls to come about, after all.
“Well,” she said, tapping the dead flashlight in her palm,” I say forward. Nice and simple.”
She struck her free hand out to touch the nearest wall and started forward down the corridor, going straight. She hummed a little under her breath, a jaunty tune to lighten her spirits. Creepy doors weren’t so bad, so far. Why, she’d be just fine, wouldn’t she?
“Yes indeed,” Mem said aloud to herself.
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Post by ♥ Tiffany on Oct 15, 2012 22:53:10 GMT -6
As you walked down the path, your shoes crunched on whatever the ground was made of beneath you. It kind of reminded you of the sound of bones cracking when a dog chewed on them...
After a couple more steps, there was a short wall that you had to make your way around. You easily made your way around it and kept on trekking.
There were no signs of the light getting any brighter.
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Post by Memoru on Oct 15, 2012 22:56:52 GMT -6
Crunch, crunch, crunch. A pleasant, familiar sound, then, nothing to be too upset about. In fact, if one hopped about with some mind toward a pattern… yes! Yes! Mem skipped step to step, matching the crunches with her humming. My, this was a lovely place, wasn’t it? Around the corner she went, careful to keep one hand on the wall so as not to lose her way.
But that was pretty far off still. Wasn’t she getting any closer?
She stopped, frowning so her chin wrinkled,” Well, this is bollocks. Hey! Light! What’cha doing so far away?”
Was it a good idea to be making so much noise in this place?
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Post by ♥ Tiffany on Oct 17, 2012 18:55:07 GMT -6
Probably not a good idea to shout. In response to your noise, you heard what sounded like a child's laughter that turned into a wicked cackle. Then the sound of an angry cat's "REOOWWW", chased by the sound of buzzing. Wait, was that a... Chainsaw...? You couldn't tell, but suddenly the angry cat's noises came to a screeching halt. The little girl's giggling returned for just a moment, then faded away.
Before you had a chance to continue down your path, it was as if the light was a train headed straight for you... It grew brighter and brighter until you were blinded by it and had to shield your eyes. When you opened them to look around, you were surrounded by children's toys. Except none of them were quite right... All the dolls were headless, teddy bears had their stuffing ripped out, rocking horses had their eyes gouged out.
In the center of the scene was a small play table set up for a tea party. Miniature chairs had their guests of honor seated in them. A kitty cat with no ears or front legs, a bunny rabbit's head on a doll's body, and a stuffed toy frog with the kitty cat's front legs shoved into it's mouth.
What child could have possibly done this?
You may choose to walk past this, or take a closer look.
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Post by Memoru on Oct 17, 2012 20:49:24 GMT -6
“A little girl?” Mem stepped forward, trying to head toward the noise, but her interest was cut short at the horrible noise exuding from the corridor. She clopped her hands over her ears and leaned against the wall, frowning. What a noise! But it quieted soon enough.
“Nobody’s going to be sleeping here with that racket!” And then the light came, blinding, and changed everything around her. Mem wobbled dizzily for a moment, blinking hard against the sudden brightness. She was in a… child’s room? Maybe that one that was giggling before.
“Looks like somebody has a dog that doesn’t know what toys belong to it,” said Mem. She chose to stay in the room, stepping forward through the bits and bobs scattered across the floor. She bent and picked up a destuffed teddy bear,” Somebody had fun with you, my friend!”
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Post by ♥ Tiffany on Oct 21, 2012 16:18:40 GMT -6
After stepping into the scene and giving it a once over, you fondly looked down at the de-stuffed teddy bear and thought back to the days when Audi was a pup before you tossed it down onto the tea party table. It was then that you heard a slightly creepy child's voice come from behind you.
"Were you playing with my friends while I was gone to fetch the tea?"
You turned around to see who was behind you, and there stood a little girl in a blue dress with a white pinafore. Her hair was absolutely the cutest, done up in golden blonde ringlets with a white bow on top. She was standing before you now, holding a tea tray with a cracked teapot on it. Also on the tray were six teacups, and instead of having saucers beneath them, there were... Pieces of paper... With writing on them... Very curious.
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Post by Memoru on Oct 23, 2012 16:42:54 GMT -6
Memsy whirled around at the voice, startling a bit. Once had to get a fright eventually down here, mustn’t one? She grinned at the little girl and flounced up to her, peering at the odd paper-tea.
“I was looking at them, anyway. I don’t play with other people’s toys unless invited,” she stressed the word ‘invited’, oogling the teapot. But she wasn’t really THAT polite. Mem plopped her hand at the teatray and tugged at a piece of paper,” Hey, hey. What do these say, my young friend? Secrets for a scavenger hunt? Riddles for… for… riddling? And my, does that tea smell lovely.”
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Post by ♥ Tiffany on Oct 23, 2012 17:04:14 GMT -6
It would be wise to remember that you were in the play room of a demented seven year old little girl. While she appeared to be sweet, the toys scattered about the room were all dismembered in one way or another. With a sudden quickness, the little girl yanked the tea tray away from you and scowled. Those pieces of paper being used as saucers were just out of reach now.
"We are NOT friends, and you are being very rude! Don't you know anything about tea parties?"
She stomped her foot at you and a snarl-like sound came from her throat. "When you meet someone, you should first introduce yourself. And curtsey! And you were not invited to tea, you just came in here expecting to be invited! Don't you see all my chairs already have guests seated in them?"
Walking past you, she set the tea tray down on her little play table and turned to you with a wicked smile on her face. "If you would like to stay for tea, introductions are in order first. Otherwise, I will have to ask you politely to leave."
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Post by Memoru on Oct 23, 2012 17:16:02 GMT -6
Mem was quite distraught with the young one’s response, but it was only to be expected. With a sigh, Memsy hopped back a couple steps, swung an arm against her naval, clicked her heels together, and bowed low and… erm… graceful?
“Boys don’t cursty,” she said,” Boys bow.” Although Mem was clearly female, she WAS dressed up in tie and waistcoat. Perhaps she was a little confused? She seemed not to understand where she was, after all. How far of a stretch was it to assume she didn’t know who or what she was as well?
“I’m the great Prince Memsy of Zar. Planet Zar,” she winked and pointed up at the… ceiling. Right. Then she plopped herself on the floor beside the tea table, looking expectedly up at the little girl,” May I have tea now?”
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Post by ♥ Tiffany on Oct 23, 2012 17:43:50 GMT -6
A little surprised at the sudden show of polite mannerisms, the girl curtsied and sat down at her tea party's table. "I am most pleased to make your acquaintance, Prince Memsy." she said as she began pouring tea for her guests. "I am Alyss, and these are my friends." She gestured toward the dismembered and torn up toys.
As she began to pour you a cup of tea, you took notice that each and every single teacup had a coupon beneath it being used as a saucer. You wanted those coupons... But how would you get them without seeming rude?
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Post by Memoru on Oct 23, 2012 17:49:59 GMT -6
Mem’s mind wasn’t worried about seeming rude. It was on getting those coupons, whatever the cost. She could… she could… she could beat the little girl up and take them! That’s what she could do. Mem flexed her arms, twiggy and weak, and decided against that.
“You have lovely friends,” said Mem, brow furrowed in thought. An idea struck her! She didn’t see a sink anywhere, but someone must be around to wash the dishes, right?
Mem picked up her teacup and went to take a sip.
“UAGH!” she exclaimed,” There’s a fly in my tea! I didn’t see and flies buzzing around either, so it must have come from the teapot.” She stood and popped the top off the pot, pouring her own tea back in, but clutching her cup. She wasn’t letting THIS one go, at least,” None of us can drink this tea! It’s contaminated with… with fly germs! But no worries, Prince Mem will save the day. Just let me gather up all the cups and I’ll go… erm.. wash them. Yes. And make a new pot.”
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Post by ♥ Tiffany on Oct 23, 2012 18:09:28 GMT -6
Alyss sipped her own cup of tea, meeting the compliment with another twisted smile. She was watching you very closely, as if waiting for you to take a sip of her tea. Just as you went to take a sip, a look of sick satisfaction settled upon her face that you may or may not have noticed, since you started a bloody scene at the tea party. Disgusted with your outrageous show, she snarled at you and threw her teacup down.
"Excuse me, but I made that tea myself. There can't possibly be a fly in it!"
She reached over to take the teapot and look inside. She swirled the liquid around in the pot and then looked up at you with the most awful glare you'd ever seen on a child's face. Slowly, she poured the tea all out onto the table, soaking the white tablecloth and getting just about everything sopping wet.
"You said there was a fly... Do you still see a fly? Well, DO YOU?"
Alyss stood up, her face turning beet red. Uh-oh.
"I don't like people that ruin parties..."
She walked toward you and picked up one of her dolls by its head on her way, then ripped the head off of it and pulled a large knife out of its body. She pointed it toward you as she rushed in your direction.
"I don't think you wanted to be friends with me at all! And you don't play nice, either! Well, if you wanna play rough, I'll show you ROUGH!"
She was closing the space between the two of you at a rapid pace. Now might be a good time to run.
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Post by Raven on Nov 2, 2012 21:43:11 GMT -6
Unfortunately, due to real life issues, Tiffany has asked me to cancel these. She apologizes.
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