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Who you need to avoid: Mr. ??? Breck.
Gender: Male
Age: Appears to be in his mid 40s?
Classification: Groundskeeper Wild Hunt
Personality: Impatient, cranky, with a low tolerance for children, lives for the hope that one of them will need 'tracked down' by him and returned to the dorms. He talks to very few people and only a few people get more than a few words out of him.

It's well known that Breck keeps a small host of ghostly hounds, their bright glowing eyes and bloody red ears stand in sharp contrast to their white bodies. They seem sometimes almost solid, dangerously so, and other times are as fickle and fleeting as the fogs that hangs thick on the most eery of evenings.
Some have noted that Breck's hair and eyes match that of his hounds...and that his teeth seem to be every bit as sharp as their own.

Natural Ability: he carries that horse head on his shoulder for a reason.

Fear: summoning his ghostly hounds to hunt down his 'prey' errant students.

Roll 1 - 100 sided die in your first post -


1-20 - You see something suspicious at the corner of the shed, something there is moving… was something watching you? Hard to say until you grow closer to take a look, oh dear, it seems you found the creeping Ivy, it decides you’re a marvelous thing to ‘creep’ on and you’ll be spending the next few days trying to find a good way to make the Ivy stop trying to watch you in the shower... damn creepy ivy.

21-30 - It’s really unclear why anyone would boobytrap a door knob like that, it’s down right rotten in fact, you failed to find the little catch Breck has installed on the door knob and found out that the new handsome moldering boards are in fact made of Pummeling-oak, a wood well known for its ability to keep moving for years after it’s been reduced to logs, the door kicks you soundly and seals itself shut.

31-40 - It looks like the crab-grass has all been planted, what a RELIEF, the pinching tiny terrors are at least –moved- out of sight, what’s that where they were though? … it looks like a small orange ball, could it be!?
OH MY! It seems Professor Byrn dropped one of her…
OH GOD NO!! it’s one of those Mimics and it thinks your fingers are tasty!


41-50 - How strange, there seems to be the remains of the makings for a scarecrow here, but no sign of the finished product. You don’t seem to recall seeing one on the grounds, (or did you… knowing Breck it chases crows on its own). There does seem to be something moving in the left over Hay and cloth though, dear lord…
Wouldn’t Professor Taylor be proud of –that- rat. Best make your get away before Ratzilla decides you’re it’s next meal.


51-60 - It almost seems safe here, you dodged the old trap door, though it seems to have been hammered shut with a rather angry red scrawl painted on it you can’t quite decipher. Your foot knocks into a bit of rusty metal that’s set into the floor…
Why anyone would keep a sprinkler system indoors it’s hard to say but you are well on your way up and out of the skylight with plenty of time to wonder about it before you land in the pond.


61-70- Almost there, you can almost taste your victory and…
Is that a letter… is that a LOVE letter?! You can just make out the words; there is part of a time… Part of a signature but not enough to really see who it’s from or where they are meeting, or where they MET, you reach for it and…
Well… it seems Ratzilla had some traps set out for him, that has to hurt…better make your way to the school nurse for some staples.


71-89 - Somehow you've made it nearly to the door at the back of the first area of the shed. You couldn't even see it from the front of the shed...you can hear a faint growling just behind you though, from the darkness you see a mist creeping across the floor and 3 pair of bright green eyes light up the darkness like will-o-wisps. Breck's hounds are back - you make a hasty exit before you're caught with the hounds hot on your heels.

90-100 - Somehow you haven't alerted the hounds...you open that last door and find... (You'll be PMed)

Remi knew he shouldnt do it.

He was told that it was impossible, futile, and it would automatically send him on a one way express trip to the nurses office. Yet where there is a will, there is a way. The kitsune SURE had some will, or he was prepared to lose a set... Curiosity killed the fox?

He looked around cautiously, prying eyes be damned if they saw him sneaking through the grass towards the shed. Breck probably knew he was there... The old shed was in sight. His mischievous smile grew wide as he reached the door... nothing had stopped him now, so he opened it... cautiously.

"What just touched my l-" Aw s**t, before he could even open the door an INCH he felt something grab his leg and pull. Letting out a totally girly scream (glad no one was around to hear that!) he felt himself get pulled towards the tree. Scratching at the earth did nothing as he felt himself swallowed up in blackness... and caged by root bars. "Goddamn you you stupid Asexual thing let me OUT!" He growled, attempting to summon fox fire but finding his powers weakened as the flame went out with a PPBBBFFF.

"... Oh this sucks."

She...was a member of the Gardening Club, so it would be only natural for Chuppi to want to go and explore the shed, right? Maybe if she was successful in finding something then the others would look at her with bigger smiles and she'd be able to do more for them. It was bizarre the lengths the Chupacabra was going to to try and please her group of "friends" while here at Amityville, though her approach towards strangers generally remained the same - hide in a corner until they were gone or simply cry in front of them until they either felt awkward and left her alone or shoved her into something with her quills.

Plus, she was small enough that she could get in and out without too much trouble, right? Chuppi was starting to think smarter about her size sometimes, even daring to use it to her advantage now and then. so this was one of those "now" times for her to be tiny and find something.

" . . . Well. Here goes nothing."

Her words were a whisper as she made her way towards the shed that had been pointed at during a tour and described with the simple words STAY AWAY IF YOU WISH TO LIVE. Chuppi wanted to live, she really did, but she also really wanted friends. It was a hard choice though she made it anyway, sneaking out onto the grounds with a strong jump. She was almost to the shed and ready to go when she noticed something was. . . . odd? Was that a good word to use? Oh well.

Clearly, if Shehk was going to become a big and mighty and strong and not get beaten up by cleaning gnomes again she was going to need to do some DARING STUFF. She had to hope that 'Daring' meant that she wasn't about to do something completely idiotic by marching up to the damned shed that seemed to just..
...

it was a lil' creeper if she did say so herself, but still, she'd have to try for what it was worth...

AUGH;dfajsdfkl;ahsd;flkj!!!! SHE'D SEEN THIS IN THE MOVIE EVIL DEAD.

DO

NOT WANNNTTTTT!!!

For anybody who had been inclined to try their hand at braving the shed, they may have been wiser to listen to the shrieks of the Pricolici in protest while she tried to wiggle herself free from the trap she'd just gotten tangled up with (Damned tree!). Yeah, well.. at least she'd have company.

Or something.

If screaming kitsune = good company.