TONK TONK TONK.Taryn's hoof beats a warning on the door. She can hear a scuffle of activity on the inside; it seems they got the message.
Blade Kuroda
And so he just handed the package to the hellhound.
Bloodlust Dante
...he tried to peel away a piece of the wrapping from the parcel.
Shun tossed the package of jerky to
Damien, whereupon the hellhound caught it and immediately attempted to open it. His teeth sank into the edge of the package and bit down, one paw holding the rest of the package down. He twisted his head to one side, ripping the package open --
-- and ripping himself out of existence. Damien has dissipated, along with the package of jerky. He will find himself in
Nurse Cricket's office, feeling as if someone attempted to peel a large piece of him off.
Bloodlust Dante
Damien has feel victim to the first of Red's traps! You spawn
here in
this thread.
demon_pachabel
...attempted to read more of the book she held with the glow of her own eyes.
Shehk pressed herself back into the room, sitting down on the overstuffed beanbag chair. She sank into the chair. While certain someones made some of the cushion spill out, it was akin to sinking down in a pile of loose snow minus the cold and dampness.
The journal looked like it belonged to Red when she was first attending Amityville Academy. It seems to cover half of her first year. Red apparently transferred into the school rather late in the year and had a difficult time making friends due to an over-violent tendency. She met Cricket during detention, and the latter half of the journal appears to be dedicated to their escapades.
Blade Kuroda
...carefully open the middle right drawer of the desk as to try and not cause even more of a ruckus.
As
Shun pulled the drawer open, something sharp jabbed into his hand. Shun didn't have time to snatch his hand back before he dissipated,
spawning a few moments later within Cricket's office feeling laggy, lethargic, and with a hand that was... well. Shun's hand was starting to turn green, actually. He should probably get that looked at.
Dragain
With Aymet's glow, she reexamined the floor under the rug, feeling around for anything odd with the stone floor...
Lizzy continued to feel around. The floor was cold and comprised of well-fitting stones. She doesn't think she feels anything out of the ordinary from the stone floor that she could feel. The desk was pinning down a large portion of the rug, preventing Lizzy from groping beneath it.
Lucyal
Hel started to make her way down the hall to find whoever was coming this way. “HEY YOU!” She called out to them, as if she was looking for someone for something.
At the
"HEY YOU!" a gnome looked up from where he was mopping the floor. His eyes grew wide as Hel approached, quickly looking to the left and right of him. No one else was there. "D-do you mean me?" It squeaked, eyes beginning to sparkle. "Oh wow! Nobody's ever approached me before! I'm so nervous~~~"
Sosiqui
The plague doctor shifted its grip, trying to press the unsewn edges together more firmly and seal the tear!
The plague doctor successfully managed to pinch the edges, enabling
Mort to stitch some of the chair back together a little bit better. Just a bit.
Inu-Mitsu
Mitsu curiously took the medical kit from the drawer before she closed it and opened it to inspect the contents shortly.
The medical kit was made out of wood. The edges of it were worn, scratches marring the outside of it. It plainly showed its use: perhaps Red kept it on her person when she was an active Boogeyman?
The medical kit was a complete kit, containing bandages, healing salve, needle, thread, scissors, gloves, pumpkin pills -- just about anything and everything needed for an emergency. There was even a small pocket guide for emergencies. Of the kit, it appeared that the bandages were running low.
Mitsu examined the kit closer. It wasn't just the bandages. Both the ice and heat packs seemed to have been used and put back into the kit rather than being replaced. The burn salve was also running low. There was another sort of bottle in the kit containing a mysterious sort of lotion-salve that Mitsu couldn't identify by looking at it.
Miliardo Kason
Very slowly she pushed the drawer in pushing it as far back as she could to see if it triggered anything.
THWONK went the drawer as Sammy pushed it back and let go. Nothing happened.