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Even as the false Annie swung to a halt Pyroth could hardly get his head around the fact that they would do that to them. Embarrasment, adrenalin and anger flooded him at his own foolishness and that of the labs. Snarling irritably, he looked closer at the model before turning away from it with an angry flourish. He had met Annie and to have her reduced to a halloween scare tactic made him very angry indeed.

"My what sick minds they all have. False alarm."

And with that he furiously stalked ahead again, wanting to see what other travesties lay ahead, the thrill of the passing fear driving him.

With a panicked jump, F sprung backwards into Miller as soon as the creature attacked the line, and even as it swung to a halt he seemed utterly shocked. F's eyesight really didn't help the situation.

Richard hits the dummy with his cane with a hollow smack. Only then did he realize it was good and fake. Blink. Snort.

"Bastards." He offered Gaius a hand.

Edit: If anything Richard was angry, not scared. He held onto the anger for now. It would insolate him from fear.

Gallen finally popped up with the rest of the crowed to see the mechanical menace. He looked around at all eth scared faces. Then back at the creature. "What a sick joke." He said nervously, still on edge form the excitement.

Zach still kept staring with his teeth bared and all manners of defensiveness on display when the horrible thing was pulled away. It took his brain some moments to figure things out. It wasn't the wolf.

Hah.

After a minute without incident, he relaxed the slightest bit, teeth chattering despite the warmth of the jungle. Zach was still tense and shaky, but he could hear Gaius on the ground next to him. He forced a cruel laugh out of himself from hearing the whimpering, but couldn't find anything to say that wouldn't also be insulting himself. Leaving his enemy there to panic, he pressed on, unsure of whether the direction he picked was good or bad. Maybe if he shut his eyes as he walked...

"Wuh thuh-? Ged it!" F gurgled urgently, waving both hands in the direction of the gently swaying beast as he rolled off of the kid and scrambled up.

"So is that it? Drag us up a path, throw rats at us, and scare us shitless with a mechanical werewolf?"

Everyone was screaming, whining, terrified, etc. Admittedly, Thom had been doing the same shortly before, but, well...rats. It wasn't his fault. This, this was just pitiful. He stumbled, dropping his cane and managing to catch himself with his tail as Newt literally leapt into his arms. However, Thom merely scowled before letting the frog man drop, keeping a hold of one of Newt's arms so the frog wouldn't fall too hard. Rolling his eyes, Thom bent and retrieved his cane, then shoved his way past the few people ahead of him to continue the walk. No use lingering here. "C'mon Newt, keep up."