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foolishmortals2017-06-24 12:14 pm
yourghosthost) wrote in foolishmortals2017-06-24 12:14 pm
Trial 1
[After everyone has finished their investigations, everyone finds themselves gathering in the stretching room once more. The door shuts behind them. The corpse swings above the proceedings, ominously, and wandering eyes can't help but draw their attention to it.
It especially draws attention when it appears to move upward.
The whole room seems to move downwards, as the walls get longer and the ceiling gets further away. A snide comment from your Host echoes throughout the room:]
Tell me. Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it just your imagination?
Find your place in the graveyard. I will be with you shortly.
[After a few moments, the room stops. A new door opens.
It appears to be an outside area, covered in overgrown plants and moss. An incredibly high gated fence surrounds the whole area, and perpetual darkness (accompanied by a bright full moon) sets the mood. A cobblestone path goads you on through this area, leading to a circle of 25 tombstones, each labeled with a participants picture, name and their birthdate. They're arranged to face each other, ominously enough. On top of each tombstone is a small typewriter-esque keyboard.
The only unique tombstone here is the only marked for Karolina. It's adorned with a red rose and a glass of cognac, and her tombstone is marked with a limerick:
Here Lies Karolina Dean
She might have had a rough life
But she really didn't deserve that knife
As everyone finds their places, the Host speaks.]
The keyboard on your tombstone shall be used for voting who you believe committed this crime. Due to the...nature of some of our participants, I will be forgiving misspellings and accidental presses, but each guest shall only receive one vote, and we go by majority rules.
Take all the time you need, please. There's no turning back now.]
It especially draws attention when it appears to move upward.
The whole room seems to move downwards, as the walls get longer and the ceiling gets further away. A snide comment from your Host echoes throughout the room:]
Tell me. Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it just your imagination?
Find your place in the graveyard. I will be with you shortly.
[After a few moments, the room stops. A new door opens.
It appears to be an outside area, covered in overgrown plants and moss. An incredibly high gated fence surrounds the whole area, and perpetual darkness (accompanied by a bright full moon) sets the mood. A cobblestone path goads you on through this area, leading to a circle of 25 tombstones, each labeled with a participants picture, name and their birthdate. They're arranged to face each other, ominously enough. On top of each tombstone is a small typewriter-esque keyboard.
The only unique tombstone here is the only marked for Karolina. It's adorned with a red rose and a glass of cognac, and her tombstone is marked with a limerick:
Here Lies Karolina Dean
She might have had a rough life
But she really didn't deserve that knife
As everyone finds their places, the Host speaks.]
The keyboard on your tombstone shall be used for voting who you believe committed this crime. Due to the...nature of some of our participants, I will be forgiving misspellings and accidental presses, but each guest shall only receive one vote, and we go by majority rules.
Take all the time you need, please. There's no turning back now.]
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That was the general idea, I believe.
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[Her tail is swishing a warning, and her ears are back. Her lip is slowly curling up.
She's tensing.]
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She's going to try to take him down and take a bite of him.]
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That's not how you kill a ghost, you know.
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YOU! ARE! NOT! A! REAL! SPIRIT!
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Tear him apart!
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So, yes, I would say that I qualify as a spirit.
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[She doesn't believe youuuuu. But she will remember that, at least, just in case.]
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Ghostave! [He's surprised at how loud he is.] I wish I had the energy to say it myself, but tell your boss this isn't right! And I hope they realize that!
...Because I know you do.
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But it would be too easy to do that. Ghostave isn't necessarily here by choice. This is his job, and Wander should never forget that. His eyes cast to the ground.]
...I believe you.
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