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 Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 9:01 pm
Children's Bedroom 2
The glowing eyes seemed to flicker with hesitation at this unexpected development. They shifted slowly from Kylinari asking about paper, towards K'nai and his offered mask. The mask floated up out of K'nai's hands to hover in the air. A couple of feathers from the pillow soon joined it. They seemed to float around one another for a moment, as if trying to figure out how to affix themselves to the mask.
Then, they suddenly dropped to the floor between the two Pae. "It doesn't matter! I can't go to the party! They said I couldn't! Party's gonna' be over anyway before I get there!" The eyes in the corner had flared to life again, brilliant blue with flames burning within. The cold in the room increased, wind picking up loose objects to send them tumbling over the floor, some whirling into the air.
Just as suddenly, the wind stopped, dropping several objects to the floor, including the original portrait. It hit on one corner, and bounced over to land against Kylinari's hoof. There was a faint clink of something...rattling around? It seemed the shaking had loosened a corner of the backing on the frame as well.
The glowing eyes in the corner widened, glancing towards the floor in fear. "...someone's here. The party...no..." Within the time to took to blink, the spectral figure appeared at the nice Faun's side who'd tried to help him, even if she really couldn't. "Take this and run!" The portrait floated up into her hands, as the door on the other side of the room opened violently with a bang into the inner wall.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 9:48 pm
Kylinari - Leaving Children's Bedroom 2 --> CatwalkKylin smiled softly as the child seemed to calm and help. She even considered that the feline's temper might be wavering.
She watched in silent awe as the feathers lifted from the pillow and floated across the room. The joyous moment didn't last forever, however. The child quickly dropped the idea in defeat. Well, clearly with a proper disguise no one would notice a child at this party! There were a few smaller pae here. They could easily--
She blinked, the chill in the room growing with the child's frustration, then panic. Her body shivvered and her hoof flinched as the frame came near it. She took the frame to her figure and looked at it again. The rattling didn't go unnoticed, but the child's sudden persistence to keep whatever it was hidden made Kylin curious. So she nodded and clutched the picture close to her bosom.
The door opposite them banging open was inspiration enough to comply to the child's demands. She had no plans to stick around! Anything to make a child panic was enough to make Kylin panic! She only hoped the door would be open this time!
She spun on her hooves and grabbed K'nai's wrist, pulling him swiftly towards the door again. "Please open. Please open...." she half whispered and tried the door.
To her surprise, it swung open and she bolted, no longer gripping K'nai's arm. He was free to do as he wished at this point. She was high-tailing it out of there!
She took to the stairs, heading down again. Once at the second floor, the stairs leading to the main floor looked grim. They were pitch black, dancing with shadows and small echoes of screams and gasping caused her hooves to take a turn, running straight for the catwalk for a better view.
It was dark below. Shadows were dancing everywhere. The Army bursting in to disrupt the darkened gala only made her clutch the picture tighter.
"Where am I supposed to go, little one?" she whispered loudly, though mainly to herself.FA Mysteries Because... all the things.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 10:00 pm
Kitchen DumbwaiterGranny Smith grumbled as she was pulled out of the dumbwaiter. "But the criminal is gittin' away!" she protested, then listened.
She gave a soft charming smile, batting her eyelashes a bit. "D'aawwwr... Ain't you a sweetheart! Such a gentleman!"
She giggled, fanning her cheek a moment before her flirtatious grin hardened and returned to frustration.
"But a REAL gentleman wouldn't be wastin' no time in gittin' after 'im!" She turned Nightwing with her workhouse strength and skill - she had many years of Apple-buckin' to thank for that. She gave him a bit of a shove too. Not enough to make him fall down the dumbwaiter, but enough to let him know she meant it!
"He's still gettin' away!" She then giggled, a blush rising to her cheeks. "An' don't worry, sugarcube... I'll be right behind yeh..." She winked and gave Nightwing a slap to the behind..... which was apparently armored....
She'd wait for Nightwing to turn away to shake off the smarts....FA Mysteries Mysterious sneaky person/shadow/thing in Dumbwaiter.... >/ Seiana_ZI Alister - Sorry. She's more in tune to catching the mess-maker to worry about others showing up. >>; Fea Line Extremely!! :3 - Sorry. She's more in tune to catching the mess-maker to worry about others showing up. >>;
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 10:15 pm
 Third Floor, Attic
Xenia startled a littlen at the sounds coming from the chimney room, so engrossed with watching Kratos open the window. Turning to look back at said room, she tilted her head and glanced back to Kratos. Nodding, she smiled when he commented on everyone getting the invitation. 'Huh, so I was not the only one then, I suppose that is a good thing...' A click signalled the opening of the window and Xenia breathed in a little fresh air, contrary to the stuffy mansion attic. "Fairies..." She muttered softly, the wind making it hard to hear. She heard of fairies, just have not met one...yet.
She thought about whether she should ask Kratos if they should check the other rooms but looking at Kratos almost boring himself out of his mind, she decided against it, And anyway, she does not want to know what else it happening around here. Particularly in the room within the attic area. Then again, whatever is in the rooms could come and get her. Okay, maybe she should reign in her imagination. 'Calm down, Xenia, Kratos is here should you need help...'
"It is hard to find anything interesting here? I thought it being a haunted mansion and all it would be easier to find scary things to do...scarily interesting things to do....." She smiled a little sheepishly when she trailed off, looking out the window to stare at the trees and enjoying the breeze. Blinking, Xenia glanced back to Kratos when he mentioned a drink. Shrugging the cold away a little by wrapping her wings round her arms, she nodded towards the door leading out. "We can go back to get one if you like..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 4:15 am
Zaden: Children's Bedroom 1All Zaden could think was that the winged pony pae was a seriously whiney pae. She almost even told her that when suddenly the female was screaming... ]AGAIN... really? Zaden moved her hands back to her ears as the screams echoed through the room. Her eyes looked at the pony pae, why was that dumb scardeypae holding the teddy to her face?
Zaden didn't realllyyy want to know but hey a pae could be curious. But before Zaden could really get her curiosity fully peaked she felt weird, almost immobilized, no wait she couldn't move... Staring towards the floor no longer looking at the fauny pae she felt weird tickly movements on her legs, and she froze as the feelings grew weirder and almost torturous seeming to try to get at her in other ways
FA Mysteries gonk sry dun know what else to say yet lol
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 5:46 am
Vangelis: LOUNGE, THIRD FLOOR This looked like no script he had ever seen in his life -- and being a faun living in a house with a demon, a nymph, a shetani, and a faerie, well, one got to see a lot of scripts. After all, there were all sorts of different ways to communicate by writing on this isle, not including the Common way, and this just didn't look like any of those.
Carefully, Vangelis plucked the old sheet of paper up and folded it into the pocket of his costume, before tuning back into reality. Oh, Selah was a lot closer now.
A lot closer.
Getting to know him? She sounded just as heavy-handed as his cousin in some ways. Too bad his cousin wasn't here. He'd know what to do with this. Or maybe he could just replace himself with his cousin. That'd make more sense, or something. He didn't really belong in these situations did he? He was about a clueless as a starfish would be, one washed right up on the beach at that...
"Uh," there was that 'uh' again. Vangelis cleared his throat.
"What did you want to know?"
Okay, he knew that was going to sound oblivious...
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 8:13 am
Nightwing - Kitchen --> Into the Dumbwaiter XDNightwing wasn't expecting that sort of strength from the fair young fauny. He took a stumbling step towards the dumbwaiter from the shove before halting his inertia. He was about to turn back to the female when the glow from the shaft caught his eye. Bracing one hand on either side of the entrance, he peered down into the darkness...only it wasn't darkness, but light far below that caused him to squint. A sudden flare of brightness...then darkness returned.
Wait...were those eyes?
As they blinked out of sight again, he felt the sudden 'impact' with his hindquarters and registered what the fauny had just said. Immediately flustered, he turned with a short exclamation. "Ma'am!" But the reprimand died on his lips at the sight of all the other Pae who had entered the kitchen.
Oh, by the moon...
Slightly flushed, he recoiled from the rabbit-eared, rainbow Pae, noting neither hooves nor fins on her form. The others behind her seemed to be Blood Pae as well. Even if they were not being openly hostile at the moment, he wasn't about to let down his guard. "No, it is not a ride....extremely," he said shortly. Whatever that meant.
Preferring the presence of his own kind to watch his back, especially in such tight quarters....despite earlier actions and comments...Nightwing reached for the green fauny's arm as he moved towards the dumbwaiter and away from the hyper rainbow Fae and her companions. "There's definitely something down there. Keep close, but be careful, alright?" Without another word, he hopped up, crouching on the edge of the opening for a moment, then entered the darkness below.
FA Mysteries Into the dumbwaiter, after that shadow!
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 8:42 am
Fresco - Main HallWarily, the Naiad watched the shadows that slipped into the room, weaving and dancing around and...through...the partying Pae'il. Okay, that was...mildly concerning. "Last time, it was snakes...big ones," he commented, almost conversationally. As if this were something happening from afar and he was simply watching events unfold.
How much alcohol had he had now?
Ah well.
"You afraid of snakes?" he asked in the general direction of where the feathered Pae had last been standing. "Though...these don't look like snakes," he commented quietly, watching the dance of the shadows for a while longer before they had floated into the air. Definitely not normal.
The doors suddenly burst open, heralding the arrival of more shadows...and these seemed to be armed. Even in a tipsy haze, Fresco realized it was time to be elsewhere. Reaching for where he thought the bird-like Pae'il was standing, he muttered quietly so as not to draw attention to them, "I think it's about to get rather unfriendly down here. Perhaps we find better surroundings for sharing this drink, yes?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 8:49 am
 Main Hall Aella was fairly certain she wasn't tipsy. Everything was much more amusing when she was tipsy, and this wasn't entertaining at all. She watched, squinting through the dim light, as the shadow people took over the dance floor and....were they floating above it? Suddenly there were two levels of dancing, although most of the Pae'il on the ground had stopped dancing to openly stare at the shadows around them. The harpy herself was a bit entranced by them. She only half heard as Fresco spoke about snakes. "At this point, I think I'd prefer snakes." She muttered quietly. Snakes were something she understood, snakes were something you could handle. But ominous shadow people who apparently decided the party was theirs? Not exactly manageable.
Aella's eyes widened when she felt him grabbing at her. She frowned, shaking him off. If there was one thing she dislikes, it was being touched by strangers. His suggestion, however, sounded like the best idea she'd heard in awhile. "Agreed." She muttered just as quietly. Through the darkened room she could just barely make out one of the shadow soldiers coming closer to them. It was impossible to tell if it was coming in their general direction or seeking them out directly, but she didn't want to hang around to find out.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 11:29 am
Alister & Lisandru: KITCHEN/DUMBWAITER Did that faun just... smack the butt of the other?
Alister's face scrunched a bit. Well. That was disturbing.
Before he could ponder too hard on just why it was disturbing, though, Lisandru came in with the hurricane that was his girl (that was a) friend and another rakshasha, this time a red and purple one. Was this one as irritating as Eknath tended to be? Probably. He was glad that furball had stayed home this time...
Suddenly interested in the presence of his brother, Alister moved closer to the growing gathering of pae, poking his brother on the shoulder. "Having fun with your girlfriend?"
"She's not my girlfriend extremely!" Alister quirked a brow. "Er, sorry. Prisma talk -- gah!"
Prisma was so close. His labcoat was covering everything right? He didn't exactly want her to end up poisoned extremely.
"I don't think it's a ride, Prisma," offered Lisandru, calmly, based on the words of that bat-winged faun over there. He didn't even know that was a thing that could happen... "But they do say there's something down there!"
Why would he say that...
"Maybe we should let the armoured guy go check it out."
Hopefully that'd stop any ideas, but the snickering he heard from behind him from his brother said otherwise...
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 3:24 pm
STUDY --> LIBRARY Bree screamed on the top of her lungs as the spirit's screech brought a burning pain to her eardrums. She clawed at them hoping she wouldn't feel the warmth of blood pouring out from them. It wasn't seconds later that the room began to shake and Bree assumed this was it. Why would someone so overcome with anger let them live? As the plea had left her lips, Bree knew she was asking for trouble. A heavy weight settled in the pit of her stomach that told her those were the wrong words to utter to an angry spirit, but in her head was it worse then dying?
The blast of cold air stole Bree's breath right out of her lungs. She gripped her stomach feeling it settle into her core and begin to make it's way through her body. Her hands followed it to her heart, panting from the feeling of the cold spreading. She blinked back tears of fear as her mind raced, trying to keep up with the sensation. Where was it going? What was it doing? She didn't understand if this was another trick of the spirit or... wait. Her eyes looked about the room frantically- she wasn’t there anymore.
She began to scream again, gripping her stomach, chest, head, tugging on her hair, over and over as the cold hand wrapped itself unbearably tight around her very being. When she thought it would squeeze the life out of her, it released, sending ice to the very tips of herself. She stayed on her knees, now falling forward slightly to her hands, panting madly for breath. What had that been about-
A voice ringing through her mind caused on explosion of dread to shoot through her. Was it IN her now!? She wanted to scream, run, call out to Feral for help, but instead she watched horrified as her hands began to move on their own. She willed herself to put them down, get up and walk away, but instead her head turned to look at Feral, and the emotions that came with it were not the loving ones she experienced. Instead she felt disgust and hateful when her eyes landed on him, narrowing up as the emotions swam in her head. These weren't her feelings!
She saw the horrified look on her husband, and could feel the spirit almost chuckling about it. It turned its head and she watched as she grabbed a long metal object and hid it against her arm. Panic lit on the only part of her that was her and she tried to open her mouth and scream in warning. Was she really? She couldn't... She couldn't do that...
Briosca pushed herself off of the floor and turned towards Feralheart. She gave no indication, not hint, no warning of what was to come. She couldn't. She was completely helpless of controlling any part of her that could give him a sign that she wasn't herself. Instead she watched helplessly as her arm shot to his neck, shoving him back against the wall. Her fingers wrapped tightly around his throat as her other hand brought up the long metal bar and stabbed it with all of her adrenaline pumped might through his right shoulder. “NO!” the words rang, locked away in her mind. “NO STOP! PLEASE!”, she grounded it into him till she was satisfied it was embedded in the wall behind him and would hold him in place.
“Stay. Away.” she hissed into his ear punctuating the words making it very obvious this was an attempt to keep him here as she dealt with other things. Bree could feel the satisfaction of her doing warm her stomach, but her heart ached with an explainable amount of pain. She was screaming and wailing in her mind, but nothing left her lips. She felt so sick seeing the blood pour from around the metal object protruding from his shoulder. She felt the bile stir in her throat and she wished she could dispel of it- or wake up from this nightmare. “Feral, oh I am so sorry... I'm sorry I'm sorry...”
Curiously enough, when Briosca pulled away from Feralheart there was a huge satisfied grin on her face- almost crazed looking. At the same time, tears began to pour down her cheeks, some spilling over her lips and cheeks. A soft sob sob came from her throat, but she quickly brushed it off with her arm and turned away from Feral. Bree could tell the being was angry with her, being able to show that emotion. It felt like a small victory for Bree... barely.
But now the spirit was on the move. She looked at the hooded figure in the corner and huffed at him. Bree didn't know what that meant, but she assumed the other didn't think he'd be much of a problem. She did agree that he had just kinda stood around during the whole episode. Could she hope he'd help Feral? Even if he did Feral couldn't be in a position to come after her could he?
Briosca walked over to a cozy looking fireplace, but her eyes rose higher to that. They landed on a dusty sword that was put on display there. With a quick flap of her wings she was able to lift it up from her perch and float out of the room. The flood of hate and anger filling her again- was this being after someone here at the party? Her steps were so determined and taking her closer to the library she had left moments ago. Her throat tightened, was she after some of the Pae she had met earlier in the evening? How could she handle hurting another being!?
She pushed open the doors with such a force they slammed the walls, ringing through the room. Her light colored eyed landed on a green colored angel and narrowed. Slowly she watched as her hand holding the sword slowly lifted till it was pointing right at the female.Fea Line They're certainly going to have issues to work out after this evening rofl
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 5:47 pm
Main hallThe shadows were becoming a little less scary as they didn't appear to be harmful. Safely with her brothers shielding her, she could watch them rise and dance above her head. It was becoming almost fun, trying to guess what each of the shadows may have been wearing. Did shadows wear clothing? Some of them almost seemed to be wearing gowns maybe even hats so surely there was something to the affect of costumes.
Was this someone's talent, she wondered, entertaining them with shadows?
What had started to becoming dis-alarming shot up quickly. Behind her sounded like feet, lots of feet. Turning to look at the door she half expected her mother and father to have lead a group to come get them. After the Tree, maybe the fauns became concerned and were coming to get their people? Momma could get dramatic when she wanted to be, after all.
What burst through the door was not her beloved parents, but more shadows, this time they seemed to be armed! From the Tree she knew what weapons were, bad things that could hurt!
The other shadows didn't seem harmful, but there was a gasp in the room that had not only come from her. Stepping back sharply, she bumped back to back into one of her brothers. Who at the moment she didn't know because it was impossible to take her eyes off the shadows that had entered.
Was Zap Apple supposed to be brave? Modeled after her mother, she decided Zap Apple was brave. In the character she created, the half grown child tried to act bravely. "No weapons allowed," she scolded the shadows wiggling her finger at them, "You were not invited so go away!" Brushing both of her hands forward in a shooing motion she tried to get them to leave, "You heard me, begone!" Putting a hand on her cutie mark designed hip she tried to stare them down with her glasses obscuring the motion.FA Mysteries Shooing away the shadows because that'll work Seruta Sorry, forgive not waiting for a response. I wanted to join in on the notice and didn't know how long it would be there. Fea Line Sorry, forgive not waiting for a response. I wanted to join in on the notice and didn't know how long it would be there.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 11:28 pm
Kitchen --- > Dumbwaiter
The small confines of the dumbwaiter chute faded, and Nightwing would find himself endlessly descending into nothingness. Unseen hands are reaching out from beyond the darkness, scratching and grabbing at his armor and limbs, trying to grasp and hold on to anything to pull him further into the abyss. There are voices. Many voices. Screaming and yelling at Nightwing. Some were pleading, and some where crying, but there were too many to discern what any singular voice was saying. He will slowly lose consciousness and be unable to fight against the inevitable.
Long, dark tendrils of shadow crept up the shaft, spreading along the walls and spilling out of the dumbwaiter. It took all of two seconds for them to snatch Granny Smith and pull her down after Nightwing.
They also took hold of Prisma, wrapping around her hands, and creeping up her arms before snapping back, and dragging her down the chute behind Granny Smith.
A flash from the bottom of the dumbwaiter illuminated the shaft for a moment, then all was quiet and the unnatural shadows vanished.
(( Granny Smith and Prisma will have experienced the same thing as Nightwing. They are temporarily unplayable for the rest of this investigation. But don't worry, it's only for a short while. We'll let everyone know when their pae are returned! ))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 11:38 pm
Children's Room 1
The hands continued to climb and grab at Zaden until she was entirely engulfed in the spectre's grasp. A dark mark appeared under her feet and started to spin, swirling dark tendrils up around Zaden. The mark grew larger and larger, spinning to reveal a hole. The tendrils wrapped around Zaden, binding and silencing her.
Slowly she was pulled through the hole; not the floor below, but into darkness. There screams of terror and anger from all sides. Zaden was bound in a void of nothingness. Her own cries drowned out by those beyond the darkness.
Once the teddy bear that had attacked Eleora was dislodged, the rest of the toys in the room turned to her. Zaden had been sucked down the swirling pit already, so their new target was the screaming Flutter.
(( Zaden is now unplayable the rest of this adventure. But don't worry, it's only temporary. We'll reveal where she is at the end of this Haunted Mansion adventure RP.
Eleora has not been pulled into the hole, yet. It's up to you, Wolf, how you want her to respond or if you want her pulled in too. (you can fully take liberties to do so) ))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 11:52 pm
Unknown secret passage off the Master Bedroom
The dim light bounced and slowly descended on Morena. The walls of the small corridor glowed the closer it got.
Etched crudely on the walls were pleas for help, threats and a few scratched out names.
Mo------
M--r---n---
N---m---
--o-----a
They'd been scratched out so bad, it was impossible to decipher.
Revealed by the slow approaching light, a dulled kunai covered in muck lay in the center of the corridor.
The light picked up speed and began to approach faster, growing brighter until it reached Morena. For a split second, she'd find there was nothing carrying the light, before it flashed in her face, temporarily blinding her.
The corridor was dark again, but the flash would make it impossible for her see anything at all anyway.
Hard footsteps approached.
"Run!" It was faint, coming from the other direction. It was panicked, and pleading. "Hurry!"
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