Piper takes a flask containing a sickly green liquid, and goes through the door to find some kind of surgery room. On the surgery table lies a person, a girl of whom the top half of the body has been seperated from the bottom half.
In the room stands a shelf and a small box. Several items lie on the shelf, most surgery related, but some... not. At least, an Axe and a Saw don't seem like they're something you'd want a surgeon to use.
There are two doors in the room, one to Piper's right, of which the doorknob is covered with blood, and one on the left.
As Piper opens the door, she tries to think back to the dream she woke up from. "If I really am awake now, then what is this place, and how did... ACK!" Piper monologues, before catching sight of... Whoever THAT was. "This... This BETTER not be real." Piper pinches herself again. It's the same result. Piper's heartbeat quickens as the gravity of the situation sets in. Her eyes dart around the room, to the doors on the sides. One of them is covered in blood... that's not a good sign. "There... has to be an exit somewhere, right?" she says, shifting across the room. She looks back to the girl on the table, and realizes that whoever did that could still be here... She hastily picks up the axe in expectation (even though she can't really wield it properly) and slowly heads for the door on the left.
Bob attempts to hide under the table and arms his knife in case of attack.
Bob dives under the wooden table, just in time as the door swings open, revealing... nothing. However, although Bob doesn't see anyone, he can hear footsteps, and can clearly see a chair being moved as if someone is sitting down at the table, followed by what sounds like somebody eating.
Beth adjusts the box stuffed under his arm, attempting to get it to sit comfortably. He checks that the door is firmly shut behind him before he turns to check out the hall.
With one loosely clenched hand, he nudges a painting, tipping it so it hangs at an angle. He paces back and forth for a bit, looking at the doors apprehensively.
Eventually, he opens the west door.
As Beth tilts the painting, the person depicted in the painting falls over.
The west door leads into another hallway. In the distance it curves to the left, and there are several doors, one of which has a puddle of water next to it.
Hannah took a closer inspection of it. She thought it would be sort of ironic that it would be herself on there, somehow. After identifying the person, she peeks into the room that is already open, looking around but not fully going on in yet.
Upon closer inspection, the person in the painting looks like Hannah herself, though she seems to be missing her legs in the image. The moment she notices that, she feels severe pains in her legs and falls over, though she eventually recovers and manages to stand up again, though her legs are still a bit painful.
The room behind the open door seems to be a very small guest bedroom.
Curses, she thought. And I thought this couldn't get any more tedious...
She decides to go to the door immediately next to her in the doorway, to the right.
Marion arrives in a kitchen, though it's covered in cobwebs. There are two doors in the room leading to other rooms in the building.
As Piper opens the door, she tries to think back to the dream she woke up from. "If I really am awake now, then what is this place, and how did... ACK!" Piper monologues, before catching sight of... Whoever THAT was. "This... This BETTER not be real." Piper pinches herself again. It's the same result. Piper's heartbeat quickens as the gravity of the situation sets in. Her eyes dart around the room, to the doors on the sides. One of them is covered in blood... that's not a good sign. "There... has to be an exit somewhere, right?" she says, shifting across the room. She looks back to the girl on the table, and realizes that whoever did that could still be here... She hastily picks up the axe in expectation (even though she can't really wield it properly) and slowly heads for the door on the left.
As Piper picks up the axe, she can faintly hear someone breathing nearby.
The door to her left leads to a small storage room, filled with boxes with disturbing labels.
'Heads', 'Limbs', 'Hearts', 'Lungs' and similar labels are used to distinguish the otherwise identical, bloodied boxes.
Leon spends a few seconds trying the door before mumbling a curse under his breath, pinching a mark into one of the creases on the paper he has been folding. He then goes through the door immediately south of himself and back into the hallway he had previously been in- or, if that door fails as well, he makes another mark on the map and backtracks until he reaches the same spot- and tries the door on the south wall of that section of the winding hallway.
Crossing the hallway to his south, Leon arrives in a bedroom with a large bed in the middle of the room.
Crossing the hallway to his south, Leon arrives in a bedroom with a large bed in the middle of the room.
"Strange place for a bedroom," Leon comments on his new surroundings, despite the fact that none of the layout of this labyrinth has been normal thus far. He takes a brief look around the room, checking the inside of any drawers, dressers, or other such containers and under the bed. If he doesn't find anything of interest, he continues south into the section of the winding hallway he hasn't yet explored.
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"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
As Piper picks up the axe, she can faintly hear someone breathing nearby.
The door to her left leads to a small storage room, filled with boxes with disturbing labels.
'Heads', 'Limbs', 'Hearts', 'Lungs' and similar labels are used to distinguish the otherwise identical, bloodied boxes.
Piper finds the boxes in the closet. Those probably aren't fit for organ storage... She stops to listen to what she thought was breathing sounds. Turning around, she looks back at the bloody door, and wonders if there's anything (or... one...) on the other side. Pipers paranoia gets the best of her and she shuffles out of the room, hoping wherever the other way went is less... gruesome...
Jaxton curses and throws himself towards the door, trying to frantically open it, and, if he actually manages to do that, scrambled through it and closes it, pressing his weight against the door
Braun finds himself in a small room, with a bookshelf on both sides. The bookshelf on his left is a bit disorderly, while the books on the shelf on his right are all of equal size and are lined up perfectly. There is a door opposite of him.
When Braun sees the two conflicting displays of books, he begins to think he might be dealing with some guy that a multiple personality disorder. Oddly enough, as he is then walking to the display on his right, he started imagining himself dressed up in a hot pink mini skirt, tube top and platform shoes while prancing around, singing; 'It's raining men, hallelujah! It's rain men, oh-oh-oh! It's rain men, hallelujah! It's raining men - '
He suddenly stops walking, shaking his head madly trying to rid his mind of the horrifying thought. Once the thought clears he turns away from the book display and start walking toward the other one instead, only to find that the same Nancy-girly thought was returning.
Gasping in terror he smacks himself in the head with the butt of his knife - "Stop that!" He calls out while shaking his head desperately; "You're a man - a man, God damn you - A MAN! NOT A FRIGGEN FAIRY!!!" But now, as the thought continues to reign in his head, he starts flailing his arms and running to the next door while screaming historically like a little a girl.
"GOSH O MY - WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON AROUND HERE!"
He rushes into the next room on the verge of sissy girly tears.
As Beth tilts the painting, the person depicted in the painting falls over.
The west door leads into another hallway. In the distance it curves to the left, and there are several doors, one of which has a puddle of water next to it.
Beth blinks, his eyes flicking back to the painting as it moves. He turns back to the first hall, cautiously approaching the painting, turning the latch of the southwestern door as he moves and leaving it to swing freely on its hinges. Standing in front of the painting, he tilts his head, then the frame, letting it tip to the other side.
"Strange place for a bedroom," Leon comments on his new surroundings, despite the fact that none of the layout of this labyrinth has been normal thus far. He takes a brief look around the room, checking the inside of any drawers, dressers, or other such containers and under the bed. If he doesn't find anything of interest, he continues south into the section of the winding hallway he hasn't yet explored.
Under the bed, Leon finds a very large and very heavy book, covered in dust, lifting it up takes a lot of effort, especially if you hope to walk with it.
Piper finds the boxes in the closet. Those probably aren't fit for organ storage... She stops to listen to what she thought was breathing sounds. Turning around, she looks back at the bloody door, and wonders if there's anything (or... one...) on the other side. Pipers paranoia gets the best of her and she shuffles out of the room, hoping wherever the other way went is less... gruesome...
Before Piper can leave the room however, she hears someone talk.
"You're... not one of them, right?"
Against all odds, the girl on the table is alive. She's turned her head to look at Piper while talking.
"You're not one of them, come to take my limbs, right?"
Jaxton curses and throws himself towards the door, trying to frantically open it, and, if he actually manages to do that, scrambled through it and closes it, pressing his weight against the door
Jaxton narrowly manages to dodge the creature and close the door, though his problems aren't over yet, as the creature repeatedly rams into the door, hoping to break it open. Given enough time, it will succeed...
When Braun sees the two conflicting displays of books, he begins to think he might be dealing with some guy that a multiple personality disorder. Oddly enough, as he is then walking to the display on his right, he started imagining himself dressed up in a hot pink mini skirt, tube top and platform shoes while prancing around, singing; 'It's raining men, hallelujah! It's rain men, oh-oh-oh! It's rain men, hallelujah! It's raining men - '
He suddenly stops walking, shaking his head madly trying to rid his mind of the horrifying thought. Once the thought clears he turns away from the book display and start walking toward the other one instead, only to find that the same Nancy-girly thought was returning.
Gasping in terror he smacks himself in the head with the butt of his knife - "Stop that!" He calls out while shaking his head desperately; "You're a man - a man, God damn you - A MAN! NOT A FRIGGEN FAIRY!!!" But now, as the thought continues to reign in his head, he starts flailing his arms and running to the next door while screaming historically like a little a girl.
"GOSH O MY - WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON AROUND HERE!"
He rushes into the next room on the verge of sissy girly tears.
Braun runs into a small, barely decorated bedroom. It has a simple bed, and a large mirror, though someone has taken lots of effort to cover it's surface with duct-tape, meaning it doesn't function.
Beth blinks, his eyes flicking back to the painting as it moves. He turns back to the first hall, cautiously approaching the painting, turning the latch of the southwestern door as he moves and leaving it to swing freely on its hinges. Standing in front of the painting, he tilts his head, then the frame, letting it tip to the other side.
As Beth moves the painting back, the person in the painting stands up again, tips it's hat at Beth, and becomes motionless once again.
The opened door reveals a small bathroom.
Under the bed, Leon finds a very large and very heavy book, covered in dust, lifting it up takes a lot of effort, especially if you hope to walk with it.
Leon looks at the book for a moment before reaching out, dragging it across the floor out from under the bed. He then lifts it up onto the bed, wiping the dust off its cover with his hand before opening it up and briefly skimming through its pages to get an idea of its contents and determine if it's worth spending time reading it more thoroughly.
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"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
Before Piper can leave the room however, she hears someone talk.
"You're... not one of them, right?"
Against all odds, the girl on the table is alive. She's turned her head to look at Piper while talking.
"You're not one of them, come to take my limbs, right?"
Piper jumps at the sound of the... frankly impossibly still living girl on the table. 'Against all odds' is an understatement. "What?" She looks at the girl. Given her condition, it's highly unlikely that she's a threat. "I... No," Piper says, "What do you mean by... 'Them'...?"
As Beth moves the painting back, the person in the painting stands up again, tips it's hat at Beth, and becomes motionless once again.
The opened door reveals a small bathroom.
Beth, unnerved, walks back to the second hall. After a few moments' consideration, he opens the door with water under it, gingerly stepping into the puddle.
Upon closer inspection, the person in the painting looks like Hannah herself, though she seems to be missing her legs in the image. The moment she notices that, she feels severe pains in her legs and falls over, though she eventually recovers and manages to stand up again, though her legs are still a bit painful.
The room behind the open door seems to be a very small guest bedroom.
"How clever..." she quietly said to herself as this happened, though with a slight growl. When she recovered she started to search the small guest bedroom she found, once again searching for anything remotely useful.
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After taking a cursory look into the kitchen, she leaves it and takes the first door to the left in the hallway. She is then surprised to see that it's the other hallway. Well, that makes my job a little easier. Whatever, back to the action, she ponders.
After staring down into the new hallway, she takes the door nearest her.
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My avatar is a Nuclear Ender-Creeper in SPAAAAAACE! My RP: An Island
Why 'Fire at Will'? Why not Bob, Joe, or anybody else?
Veni, Vidi, Vici Caelus!
What didya expect, the Spanish Inquisition?
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Leon looks at the book for a moment before reaching out, dragging it across the floor out from under the bed. He then lifts it up onto the bed, wiping the dust off its cover with his hand before opening it up and briefly skimming through its pages to get an idea of its contents and determine if it's worth spending time reading it more thoroughly.
The large book seems to contain various different things written in various different languages. Some pages cover topics about surgery and anatomy, while others discribe various rituals. Unfortunately, most of the languages are foreign to Leon, so the drawings and the occasional readable language are his only source of information on what the book is actually about.
Piper jumps at the sound of the... frankly impossibly still living girl on the table. 'Against all odds' is an understatement. "What?" She looks at the girl. Given her condition, it's highly unlikely that she's a threat. "I... No," Piper says, "What do you mean by... 'Them'...?"
The girl sighs in relief.
"Those that put me here and cut me in half... they're still around somewhere."
The girl looks scared as she looks Piper over, taking notice of the axe she's carrying.
"I really don't want to stay here to see what they'll do to me next, please get me out of here!"
Beth, unnerved, walks back to the second hall. After a few moments' consideration, he opens the door with water under it, gingerly stepping into the puddle.
As Beth opens the door, he is hit by a massive wave of water emerging from the room. The wave carries Beth with it and breaks through a door at the end of the hallway, leaving Beth in what looks like a study, judging by the bookshelves. From where he's lying, he can see that the room the water came from was a bathroom.
"How clever..." she quietly said to herself as this happened, though with a slight growl. When she recovered she started to search the small guest bedroom she found, once again searching for anything remotely useful.
The room seems to not contain anything of interest, though her attention is drawn to the noise of water coming from the hallway she recently left.
Jaxton takes a moment to glance around the room and see if there’s anything potentially weapon-y, or heavy, for him to use
Unfortunately, there is nothing except the toy car. Meanwhile, the sounds of the creature ramming against the door becomes accompanied by a cracking noise as it starts to slowly break through the door.
After taking a cursory look into the kitchen, she leaves it and takes the first door to the left in the hallway. She is then surprised to see that it's the other hallway. Well, that makes my job a little easier. Whatever, back to the action, she ponders.
After staring down into the new hallway, she takes the door nearest her.
Unfortunately, the door appears thoroughly locked, Marion can't get in.
The large book seems to contain various different things written in various different languages. Some pages cover topics about surgery and anatomy, while others discribe various rituals. Unfortunately, most of the languages are foreign to Leon, so the drawings and the occasional readable language are his only source of information on what the book is actually about.
"Hm... some sort of manual, perhaps...?" He contemplates the contents of the book, shutting it and lifting it again for a moment before deciding to slide it back under the bed. Too heavy to carry around, and he can't be bothered to rip out what contents he can understand- probably best to keep it all in order anyways, and it'd all most likely end up get mixed along with the other papers he has on him. He makes a mental note of its location, should its contents come in handy later, and continues south out the room into the unexplored section of the winding hallway.
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"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
Edgar makes his way to the door, and the chair turns with him, always facing towards Edgar.
Going through the door, Edgar finds himself in a small basement room, with lots of jars with various types of food in them. Carrots, Pickled Onions, Eyeballs that seem to stare at Edgar, and other things.
Edgar engages in a staring contest with the eyeballs before frowning and turning his attention to the jars. He opens a jar with a carrot inside and briefly sniffs it, taking in the aroma-- he was a food connoisseur, after all, so he would be able to ascertain as to whether anything was off about it. Having ensured that nothing is off about the carrot, he takes a bite out of it and heads through the northern door, carrot still in hand. Time was of essence, and a few jars of pickled onions and eyes were not interesting enough for him to stay put.
The room seems to not contain anything of interest, though her attention is drawn to the noise of water coming from the hallway she recently left.
Hannah turns around and leaves the room and the other one with the painting. She noticed that there was a door open with water flowing out of it. She'll check where the water came out of later, she thought and follows where the water was going.
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As Beth opens the door, he is hit by a massive wave of water emerging from the room. The wave carries Beth with it and breaks through a door at the end of the hallway, leaving Beth in what looks like a study, judging by the bookshelves. From where he's lying, he can see that the room the water came from was a bathroom.
Beth tumbles to a stop. He sits up, coughing violently and clutching at a bruise on his side from his sudden collision with the floor.
Hannah turns around and leaves the room and the other one with the painting. She noticed that there was a door open with water flowing out of it. She'll check where the water came out of later, she thought and follows where the water was going.
Beth glances to the door as he spots movement. With one last cough, he manages to force a breath into his lungs. He looks like a wreck, with a pain-twisted expression and clothes soaked right through, dripping onto the carpet. He doesn't attempt a greeting.
As Piper opens the door, she tries to think back to the dream she woke up from. "If I really am awake now, then what is this place, and how did... ACK!" Piper monologues, before catching sight of... Whoever THAT was. "This... This BETTER not be real." Piper pinches herself again. It's the same result. Piper's heartbeat quickens as the gravity of the situation sets in. Her eyes dart around the room, to the doors on the sides. One of them is covered in blood... that's not a good sign. "There... has to be an exit somewhere, right?" she says, shifting across the room. She looks back to the girl on the table, and realizes that whoever did that could still be here... She hastily picks up the axe in expectation (even though she can't really wield it properly) and slowly heads for the door on the left.
Bob dives under the wooden table, just in time as the door swings open, revealing... nothing. However, although Bob doesn't see anyone, he can hear footsteps, and can clearly see a chair being moved as if someone is sitting down at the table, followed by what sounds like somebody eating.
As Beth tilts the painting, the person depicted in the painting falls over.
The west door leads into another hallway. In the distance it curves to the left, and there are several doors, one of which has a puddle of water next to it.
Upon closer inspection, the person in the painting looks like Hannah herself, though she seems to be missing her legs in the image. The moment she notices that, she feels severe pains in her legs and falls over, though she eventually recovers and manages to stand up again, though her legs are still a bit painful.
The room behind the open door seems to be a very small guest bedroom.
Marion arrives in a kitchen, though it's covered in cobwebs. There are two doors in the room leading to other rooms in the building.
As Piper picks up the axe, she can faintly hear someone breathing nearby.
The door to her left leads to a small storage room, filled with boxes with disturbing labels.
'Heads', 'Limbs', 'Hearts', 'Lungs' and similar labels are used to distinguish the otherwise identical, bloodied boxes.
Crossing the hallway to his south, Leon arrives in a bedroom with a large bed in the middle of the room.
"Strange place for a bedroom," Leon comments on his new surroundings, despite the fact that none of the layout of this labyrinth has been normal thus far. He takes a brief look around the room, checking the inside of any drawers, dressers, or other such containers and under the bed. If he doesn't find anything of interest, he continues south into the section of the winding hallway he hasn't yet explored.
Piper finds the boxes in the closet. Those probably aren't fit for organ storage... She stops to listen to what she thought was breathing sounds. Turning around, she looks back at the bloody door, and wonders if there's anything (or... one...) on the other side. Pipers paranoia gets the best of her and she shuffles out of the room, hoping wherever the other way went is less... gruesome...
Jaxton curses and throws himself towards the door, trying to frantically open it, and, if he actually manages to do that, scrambled through it and closes it, pressing his weight against the door
When Braun sees the two conflicting displays of books, he begins to think he might be dealing with some guy that a multiple personality disorder. Oddly enough, as he is then walking to the display on his right, he started imagining himself dressed up in a hot pink mini skirt, tube top and platform shoes while prancing around, singing; 'It's raining men, hallelujah! It's rain men, oh-oh-oh! It's rain men, hallelujah! It's raining men - '
He suddenly stops walking, shaking his head madly trying to rid his mind of the horrifying thought. Once the thought clears he turns away from the book display and start walking toward the other one instead, only to find that the same Nancy-girly thought was returning.
Gasping in terror he smacks himself in the head with the butt of his knife - "Stop that!" He calls out while shaking his head desperately; "You're a man - a man, God damn you - A MAN! NOT A FRIGGEN FAIRY!!!" But now, as the thought continues to reign in his head, he starts flailing his arms and running to the next door while screaming historically like a little a girl.
"GOSH O MY - WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON AROUND HERE!"
He rushes into the next room on the verge of sissy girly tears.
Beth blinks, his eyes flicking back to the painting as it moves. He turns back to the first hall, cautiously approaching the painting, turning the latch of the southwestern door as he moves and leaving it to swing freely on its hinges. Standing in front of the painting, he tilts his head, then the frame, letting it tip to the other side.
Under the bed, Leon finds a very large and very heavy book, covered in dust, lifting it up takes a lot of effort, especially if you hope to walk with it.
Before Piper can leave the room however, she hears someone talk.
"You're... not one of them, right?"
Against all odds, the girl on the table is alive. She's turned her head to look at Piper while talking.
"You're not one of them, come to take my limbs, right?"
Jaxton narrowly manages to dodge the creature and close the door, though his problems aren't over yet, as the creature repeatedly rams into the door, hoping to break it open. Given enough time, it will succeed...
Braun runs into a small, barely decorated bedroom. It has a simple bed, and a large mirror, though someone has taken lots of effort to cover it's surface with duct-tape, meaning it doesn't function.
As Beth moves the painting back, the person in the painting stands up again, tips it's hat at Beth, and becomes motionless once again.
The opened door reveals a small bathroom.
Leon looks at the book for a moment before reaching out, dragging it across the floor out from under the bed. He then lifts it up onto the bed, wiping the dust off its cover with his hand before opening it up and briefly skimming through its pages to get an idea of its contents and determine if it's worth spending time reading it more thoroughly.
Piper jumps at the sound of the... frankly impossibly still living girl on the table. 'Against all odds' is an understatement. "What?" She looks at the girl. Given her condition, it's highly unlikely that she's a threat. "I... No," Piper says, "What do you mean by... 'Them'...?"
Beth, unnerved, walks back to the second hall. After a few moments' consideration, he opens the door with water under it, gingerly stepping into the puddle.
"How clever..." she quietly said to herself as this happened, though with a slight growl. When she recovered she started to search the small guest bedroom she found, once again searching for anything remotely useful.
Apparently this is what some of my friends think of me here:
"Always drunk." - Nights
"He's cool." - Pi
"[INSULT] [INSULT] [INSULT]." - Sparky
"He's adorable." - Leere
"¯\_(ツ)_/¯" - Digits
Jaxton takes a moment to glance around the room and see if there’s anything potentially weapon-y, or heavy, for him to use
After taking a cursory look into the kitchen, she leaves it and takes the first door to the left in the hallway. She is then surprised to see that it's the other hallway.
Well, that makes my job a little easier. Whatever, back to the action, she ponders.
After staring down into the new hallway, she takes the door nearest her.
My avatar is a Nuclear Ender-Creeper in SPAAAAAACE!
My RP: An Island
Why 'Fire at Will'? Why not Bob, Joe, or anybody else?
Veni, Vidi, Vici Caelus!
What didya expect, the Spanish Inquisition?
¿Ðïd ♥ ¥ΩÜ ♪ knòw ™ yóu ☺ çæñ ♂ τypε ▲ Ãll † øf ↔ thi§ ± wîτЋ « ÿöüΓ ♫ k€ЏßØα®d?
The large book seems to contain various different things written in various different languages. Some pages cover topics about surgery and anatomy, while others discribe various rituals. Unfortunately, most of the languages are foreign to Leon, so the drawings and the occasional readable language are his only source of information on what the book is actually about.
The girl sighs in relief.
"Those that put me here and cut me in half... they're still around somewhere."
The girl looks scared as she looks Piper over, taking notice of the axe she's carrying.
"I really don't want to stay here to see what they'll do to me next, please get me out of here!"
As Beth opens the door, he is hit by a massive wave of water emerging from the room. The wave carries Beth with it and breaks through a door at the end of the hallway, leaving Beth in what looks like a study, judging by the bookshelves. From where he's lying, he can see that the room the water came from was a bathroom.
The room seems to not contain anything of interest, though her attention is drawn to the noise of water coming from the hallway she recently left.
Unfortunately, there is nothing except the toy car. Meanwhile, the sounds of the creature ramming against the door becomes accompanied by a cracking noise as it starts to slowly break through the door.
Unfortunately, the door appears thoroughly locked, Marion can't get in.
"Hm... some sort of manual, perhaps...?" He contemplates the contents of the book, shutting it and lifting it again for a moment before deciding to slide it back under the bed. Too heavy to carry around, and he can't be bothered to rip out what contents he can understand- probably best to keep it all in order anyways, and it'd all most likely end up get mixed along with the other papers he has on him. He makes a mental note of its location, should its contents come in handy later, and continues south out the room into the unexplored section of the winding hallway.
Edgar engages in a staring contest with the eyeballs before frowning and turning his attention to the jars. He opens a jar with a carrot inside and briefly sniffs it, taking in the aroma-- he was a food connoisseur, after all, so he would be able to ascertain as to whether anything was off about it. Having ensured that nothing is off about the carrot, he takes a bite out of it and heads through the northern door, carrot still in hand. Time was of essence, and a few jars of pickled onions and eyes were not interesting enough for him to stay put.
Hannah turns around and leaves the room and the other one with the painting. She noticed that there was a door open with water flowing out of it. She'll check where the water came out of later, she thought and follows where the water was going.
Apparently this is what some of my friends think of me here:
"Always drunk." - Nights
"He's cool." - Pi
"[INSULT] [INSULT] [INSULT]." - Sparky
"He's adorable." - Leere
"¯\_(ツ)_/¯" - Digits
Jaxton waits for it to hit the door one last time, then makes a blind run back to the altar where he started
Beth tumbles to a stop. He sits up, coughing violently and clutching at a bruise on his side from his sudden collision with the floor.
Beth glances to the door as he spots movement. With one last cough, he manages to force a breath into his lungs. He looks like a wreck, with a pain-twisted expression and clothes soaked right through, dripping onto the carpet. He doesn't attempt a greeting.