What lies in darkness, will arise from light RP

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    • "I hear footsteps. Are those others? Or... " His face darkens. "Are those illusions, or maybe even monsters? Agh, the one or the other. I need to be on my guard either way." He turns to Kin (I'll be back for ya, buddy.) Then his arm lengthens and pulls himself up the hole. Then he walks to the hallway, preparing himself to protect hir.
    • Name: Serena
      Gender: F
      Age: 16
      Power: Has an Entity (similar to Aiden from Beyond: Two Souls)
      Disability: None, but goes into a coma when using power
      Appearence : Short, straight, brown hair, with dark blue eyes. Fairly thin, and average height. wears a grey hoodie, and carries earbuds at all times. For pants, just simple denim jeans.
      Mood: Very shy, doesn't talk much.
      Fear rating: Quite easily scared, but tries not to show it.

      She is lying down in the hallway as if she has just collapsed, her eyes have rolled back and her nose is bleeding.
    • OOC: Great. Let's get the rp going then.

      Dense sees a shadow laying on the ground. It doesn't seem it moves, and a dark red liquid is coming from it. He doesn't take any risk; his hand turns into a shiny, silver blade. He proceeds to go to the figure, sword ready. Then he sees it's a girl. The sword turns immediately in a hand and he tries to wake up the girl. "Hey, are you all right?"
    • OOC: Aaand she left the RP, doomed to be silenced once again. But not today.

      As he tried talking to her, seemingly suddenly vanished into thin air. Dense got up and said "What... Was it an illusion?" He hears two pairs of footsteps this time. "No risk. Could be more illusions. Heck, I..." Then, he collapsed on the ground in tiredness.
    • OOC: I for one, would like to continue. Or at least try to. Only problem is that I can only barely remember the majority of what's been done here.

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.
    • OOC: aight... since fema kinda dissapeard and ritual is super busey, Stryder I believe you are currently in the kitchen with skylar (fema) And mystery is there as well... I am down a laundry chute, and something yelled at us, and stuff's geting spooky now. aslo oritiogo is with them.

      IC: I.... I.... Where is everyone.... They have gotta be... Up there... but.... *he thinks back to the odd noises, only for the odd scratches and other sounds to begin to sound once more... and the room gets slightly colder...*
      WHAT HAVE I DONE

    • OOC: Looking back a page, that's wrong. I've apparently fallen down a whole flight of stairs into what might be the basement.

      IC: Groaning, Kin awoke feeling a massive pain in hir head. What on earth happened? Looking up s/he saw a flight of stairs; a chill ran down hir spine as s/he saw small amounts of blood on the steps. Running a hand through hir green hair, Kin felt something wet. Bringing that hand in front of hir face, s/he froze as she saw blood. S/he most definitely fell down those stairs, probably suffered a concussion, and was now bleeding from the back of the head.

      Taking a deep breath, the shape-shifter tried to calm hirself. "D-dense...? Are you here...? I-is anyone there...? Anyone...?!" The brief calm brought on by the deep breaths vanished in an instant, and now Kin was hyperventilating. S/he was all alone, and the scratching and banging noises were only getting louder... "Oh no... No no no no..."

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.
    • "Ok... It's ok... I can handle this... I can shift, I'll be fine..." Kin reassured hirself, taking a deep breath. The cellar as s/he saw it now was little more than a dark, narrow stone hallway, with multiple wooden doors in the walls.
      Trembling a bit, Kin reached out to the first door on the right. Hir eyes widened at the sight. A woman, lying defenseless on a stone table.

      S/he hesitated, thinking it was a horrible trap before throwing caution to the wind. Something had to be done. Without any further thought, s/he rushed forward. "M-miss?! Are you ok?! Say something!"

      The noises were getting louder. A shiver ran down Kin's spine as s/he felt a malevolent presence; Call it gut instinct. Something REALLY bad was close by.

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.