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    [font=rockwell][It's fine! Glad you're back. :3]


    Aislin walked ahead of Elizabeth and started walking into the other room. She stopped when she reached the door, nervous about opening it. She couldn't remember exactly what happened next in the game, and she was in no way prepared to run away from a monster at this point. She was already a little scared and nervous when Elizabeth was done running from the bear... she couldn't imagine doing something like that herself. Aislin had her hand out as if she were about to grab the knob, but decided against it. She stopped and turned to her friends. "So, um... does anyone else want to go first?" she asked nervously, trying hard not to show her fear. [/fancypost]

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=red]"I think this is the room where the poison soup is. And the next room, make sure we give him the teddy limbs, not our hands." Elizabeth warns, stepping in front of Aislin. It was dimly lit in here, she could barely see anything! She sighs.

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=red]"Exactly. Besides, green soup would mean pea soup, which is disgusting." Elizabeth mutters, sauntering over to the chimney. "Still nothing in there..."

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    [font=rockwell]Aislin nodded and walked into the room after her friends. It was dark, but she could make out the big table with many chairs surrounding it. In the middle, there was indeed the green soup in the skull-bowl-type-thing. It had candles around it. Aislin ran over to it and looked at it. "Here's the soup you guys," she said. "Eww. It looks disgusting. Like a sickly green color. Gross." [/fancypost]

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=red]"What idiot would drink that anyways? Oh, and who's going to give the invisible man the limbs and get the key?" Elizabeth asks, paling when she saw the color of the soup. Eww. Viola must've been pretty reluctant to drink that- or, should she say Ellen.

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    [font=rockwell]Aislin nodded. It was indeed disgusting. She shuttered at the thought of having to drink that. Aislin looked over at Elizabeth, hearing her question. "Well, I guess if no one else does it, then I'll volunteer. She couldn't help being a little scared by the invisible man. Even though she knew he wouldn't hurt her, there was always a small chance that could happen. As long as I don't give him my real hands, she thought. Aislin tried not to show her fear. [/fancypost]

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=red]"Thanks." Elizabeth says, nodding firmly. She didn't want to touch those limbs again. She instantly passes them to Aislin.

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    [font=rockwell]Aislin grabbed the limbs reluctantly. They felt really weird, unlike normal stuffed bear limbs would. It was less fluffy and felt more like... human flesh. Aislin shuttered and held the limbs with two fingers. She winced a when she felt them, a little startled by the strange feeling. "Alright..." she started hesitently. "Where is the invisible man again? Through that door, right?" she asked, pointing towards a door in the top right corner of the room with her free hand. To be honest, Aislin just couldn't wait to get this over with. It was starting to really freak her out. [/fancypost]

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=red]Elizabeth remained silent. How long had they been in the house? How did time work here...?

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    [font=rockwell][Sorry for long post! XD]


    Aislin sighed and walked towards the door. There was a sign on it that read: The cook is busy, lend a hand. Aislin gulped and slowly opened the door. She looked in to see at least 3 cockroaches running around all over the floor. Eww! Aislin thought as she stepped into the room. Those roaches are huge! Doesn't anyone ever clean up around here? Aislin looked around the room to see a shadow on the ground and a knife moving up and down on a cutting board. She walked up cautiously until she reached the invisible man. "Um, excuse me sir, but I thought you might need these for, uh, whatever you're cooking," she managed. It felt like there was a lump in Aislin's throat as she spoke. She could barely get the words out of her mouth because she was so scared. "Oh, thank you," the cook said to Aislin. She suddenly felt something try to take the limbs from her hand. Aislin was a little startled, but remained quiet and let go of the limbs. "I needed a hand or two. Let me show my appreciation." the cook said calmly. He then handed Aislin a small silver key. "Haha, no problem," she said, giving a nervous laugh as she took the key. "And thanks for the key." Aislin waited for a responce but the only sound to be heard was the knife on the cutting board. Aislin turned around and quickly walked out of the room and into the other one. She ran to Elizabeth and held out the key. "There, I got the key," she told her, trying to hide her nervousness. [/fancypost]

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=red]"Good. Now we just need to drop it in the soup." Elizabeth mutters feverishly. She swallows. Disgusting... That soup...

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    [font=rockwell]Aislin nodded. "Alright," she said a bit nervously. Well, at least she didn't have to run from a giant murderous teddy bear. Aislin carefully handed the silver key over to Terri. [/fancypost]

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=red]Elizabeth glanced over at Aislin with cautious green eyes. She hoped it wasn't poisonous by touch, what if Terri slipped? She sighs and hopes for the best.

  • Terri walked up to the soup bowl, dropping the key in slowly to make sure it didn't slash and kill her. Cuz that would be a dumb death.

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]An unlocking noise was heard somewhere.


    "I think we're good." Elizabeth said, sighing. "C'mon guys."





    [color=black]【 xDD 】

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]Elizabeth looked over at Aislin and goes into the kitchen.





    [color=black]【 this thread = dead 】