Pitch slunk in from the shadows, his pure black pelt making him difficult to spot. Being a Ghost Snowferra, he was used to the darkness, but his friend, an older Sunferra named Stryke, unfortunately wasn't. "Help!" the Sunferra meowed, clawing at the door. "Shush, it's useless." Pitch said, pulling Stryke away. "We can't get out from there now. We'll have to find another exit". Slowly, the two wandered into the next room, hoping to find some means of escape soon.
(1/60)
Pitch and Stryke heard voices from somewhere nearby, and Stryke paused, shivering. "Maybe it's a ghost..." he mewed, looking uncertainly to Pitch. "No, chances are there may be others in this house." Pitch replied, confident. "Even if it's a ghost, it's probably a Ghost Snowferra like me. Let's go find where it's coming from". They continued walking, heading into a long corridor.
(2/60)
After some walking, Pitch and Stryke saw two cats up ahead, talking. "See? Others are in here too!" Pitch mewed, walking towards Frozenlake and Coin. Stryke paused, then carefully padded after Pitch, wondering what the cats would make of the pure black Ghost Snowferra.
(3/60)
"We were just curious to explore and the door shut and locked on us." Pitch said, confident and friendly. "I'm Pitch, and this is my friend Stryke". Stryke smiled and mewed a small "Hello." to the cats. He was a bit shy around new faces, but he was still quite glad that others cats were here.
(4/60)
(Sorry, bad internet connection)
Pitch nodded, overhearing what Frozenlake said. "I can tell you're a ghost, you know. No need to be secret about it. I'm a Ghost Snowferra, I can sense this sort of thing". Stryke shivered, mewing "So... you're a real ghost? I thought you'd be much more scary, to be honest"...
(5/60)
Pitch grinned. "It's been some time since I met my own kind. Although it's a shame you're stuck here... Stryke and I made... 'a little deal' so now I travel with him". Stryke nodded, looking to Pitch with a smile.
(6/60)
The two Snowferras watched her go, then Stryke looked to Pitch, mewing "Can you do that"? "Yeah, but only in my Ghost Realm form." Pitch explained. "I wouldn't do it now anyways, that'd be leaving you behind". Stryke smiled, and the two began to walk down a different corridor, Stryke's pawsteps now more confident and cheerful.
(7/60)
Pitch carried on down the corridor, but Stryke stopped at a open door, looking inside. "Pitch, hold up! There's someone else here too!" he half-whispered, and Pitch stopped, looking back before padding back over and looking inside. There was a small Snowferra walking around, and Stryke smiled at Pitch before walking into the room. "Hello there"!
(8/60)
There was a silence as the small Snowferra stopped, and Stryke tilted his head. "...Hello"? The Snowferra's head spun around on it's neck to face the two, and Stryke let out a screech of terror, dashing away down the corridor. The Snowferra was in fact a ghost, and had no eyes, although Pitch had the feeling that it was watching him as he stepped back from the doorway. Turning it's whole body to match the head now, the Ghost Snowferra now noticed a symbol on it's chest, an odd circular marking different from it's spots, and which appeared to have been made with blood. "My eyes... wHeRe ArE mY eYeS?" it screeched, padding towards Pitch. Pitch gave a small gasp and pushed the door, closing it on the Snowferra before running the way Stryke went.
(9/60)
Pitch stopped at a crossroads in the corridor, looking around to make sure the Snowferra wasn't chasing him. He then realised that Stryke had disappeared, having run and hidden somewhere in fright, and wondered which way his friend had gone. "Stryke? Come back, it's ok now! Where are you, Stryke"?
Stryke couldn't hear Pitch, having run down too many corridors. He was terribly lost, and was now wandering aimlessly, shivering with fright. "Hello? Hellooo"?
(10/60)
Pitch sighed, then chose a corridor at random, looking for his friend.
Stryke paused, then wandered into a room. It was an old dining room, with a large ornate table, which was laid with fine china and silverware. Walking around the table, Stryke then froze, seeing a Fireferra sat on one of the chairs. It was a thin, pale, feeble creature, obviously starving, and it had the same symbol as the previous ghost. Listening closely, Stryke could hear it murmur "So... HuNgRy..." over and over, and he decided to look around for some food to give it, despite knowing that it was a ghost and probably couldn't eat anyway.
(11/60)
Pitch heard a Snowferra call "Hello?" and dashed towards the sound, hoping it was Stryke. Turning a corner, he found it wasn't his friend, but another lost person in the house, and padded over, hoping the fact he was a black Ghost Snowferra wouldn't alarm them. "Hello there".
After some looking around, Stryke noticed a large closed door with 'KITCHEN' just visible through the dust. Leaning on a food cart by the door, Stryke eventually managed to twist the handle and prised the door open, jumping back as cockroaches skittered by, then carefully padding inside.
(12/60)
"Ah- Wait! I won't hurt you!" Pitch called, running after the Snowferra.
Looking around the kitchen, Stryke's nose wrinkled as he smelt something odd cooking on the stove. Jumping up onto the counter, Stryke saw a large pot on the stove, boiling and bubbling away. Carefully, he padded closer, but at that moment something tapped him on the shoulder and made him jump. In a desperate attempt to remain upright, his claws caught on the pots handle, and both went wheeling to the floor with an extremely loud crash.
(13/60)
Pitch slowed down, giving up the chase and sighing unhappily. Where was he now?
"Ow!" Stryke mewed, leaping up from the floor, which was now covered in hot water and, surprisingly, boiled ham. Clinging onto the counter, he looked over at the Ghost Snowferra and paused. "Um... help? Uh, well I'm a little lost, if that's anything. I was separated from my friend; he's a Ghost Snowferra like you. Completely black fur, name's Pitch. Seen him anywhere"?
(14/60)
Walking down a corridor, Pitch heard laughing and cautiously padded towards the sound. Noticing a Nightferra talking to someone, he got closer. "Hello?"
(15/60)
Pitch heard the Nightferra simply shrug off his call, and now with a mischievous smirk he went into his ghost form and went invisible, only to reappear behind the Nightferra seconds later, floating about a foot off the ground and staring at the Nightferra with ghoulish eyes. "Hello".
Stryke gasped as the Ghost Snowferra suddenly disappeared, and then looked to the boiled ham on the floor. He dropped to the floor, careful to avoid the hot water, and carefully picked the meat up, carrying it back into the dining room.
(16/60)
Stryke carefully padded over to the ghostly npc Fireferra on the chair. "Um... I heard you were hungry? Do you want this?" he mewed, putting the boiled ham on the already laid out plate before the Fireferra, who paused and sniffed it hungrily. "...Food? Ah, it's ham; my favourite"! The Fireferra began to eat ravenously, and Stryke smiled, happy to help the ghost.
(17/60)
In less than a minute, the ham was gone, and the ghost npc Fireferra looked much happier. "Thanks! It's been a long time since I've been able to eat anything... Here, let me tell you something to help you outta here. The ghosts in this house are often trapped by something physical, or need something. If you destroy the physical item or give them what they need, they'll leave you alone". The Fireferra smiled, then slowly faded away, mewing "Thanks again, buddy!" and leaving Stryke sat on the chair. The Sunferra looked around, then padded away, knowing the information would be useful later.
(18/60)
Pitch floated through walls at random before suddenly coming through the wall in front of a cat (Flare) and going right through them. "Ah! Um, sorry!" the black Ghost Snowferra mewed, hovering a foot above the ground.
Stryke wandered down some corridors and suddenly stopped, noticing a door in the ground and some stairs. Curious, he carefully padded down the stairs, glad he could see in the dark.
(19/60)
Pitch carried on quickly and kept going through walls, looking for Stryke. He suddenly heard a yelp, and headed towards it to find a Celestian Mountain Speckled Snowferra (Spottedheart). The black Ghost Snowferra paused, still hovering, and floated closer. "Um, hello"?
Stryke looked around the cellar, somewhat frightened now. There were shelves filled with glass jars of mice, rats and other experiments, and suddenly the Sunferra froze as he saw one with a kitten inside. Backing away, he bumped into a low shelf, and a few jars fell off and smashed loudly around him, causing him to yell with fright. "AAAAAAAAAAH"!
(20/60)
Pitch paused, then realised the Snowferra was probably too scared to reply and quickly disappeared, floating away to continue looking for Stryke.
Stryke looked around him, glad that the glass hadn't cut him anywhere. The specimens inside the jars were strewn across the floor, and suddenly two eyeballs rolled to a stop beside him. Stryke stared at the eyeballs, suddenly remembering the eyeless ghost he'd run from earlier and the ghost Fireferra's advice. Grabbing a piece of paper from the floor, he nudged the eyeballs onto the page and picked it up by the corners, then dashed back up the stairs.
(21/60)
Pitch phased back, hearing the Snowferra talk."Spottedheart? Nice to meet ya, I'm Pitch". The Ghost Snowferra went into his living form and neatly dropped to the floor, smiling. The Snowferra started running from another ghost, and Pitch stared, then ran with them.
(22/60)
"You here alone?" Pitch asked, wondering if the Snowferra had been separated from friends like he had.
Stryke paused, looking around with the eyeballs in paper hung from his mouth. Where had the ghost been?
(23/60)
"Aw, shame... In that case, I think I'll stick with ya." Pitch said. "I'm looking for my friend Stryke anyways. He's a Sunferra, white, pink star on forehead and pink tail tip, bit bigger than me... Seen him anywhere"?
Stryke padded down a few corridors, trying to retrace his steps. He practically cheered when he heard the familiar moaning. "My EyEs... WhErE aRe My EyEs"? He headed back to the room and nudged the door open, meeting the ghostly npc Snowferra again. "Your eyes are here!" he replied as he dropped the paper, and the Snowferra staggered towards him. He stepped back as the Snowferra put a paw on the eyes, then turned around to put them in.
(24/60)
"Ah, it's fine." Pitch said, looking up at the Snowferra. "When you're an adult you never really grow up, do you? You just learn to pretend and act civilised. Anyways... I guess you're looking for a way out"?
The ghost npc Snowferra looked back around at Stryke with newly found big blue eyes, a large smile on their face. "Thank you! Here, take this"! The Snowferra disappeared, leaving a key where they had stood, and Stryke picked it up, glad he was making progress. Now if only he could find Pitch...
(25/60)
"We can look for a way out together." Pitch said, smiling. "And hopefully we'll find Stryke somewhere along the way".
Stryke padded down the corridors, wondering which door the key would fit into.
(26/60)
"That's a pretty good skill! We'll probably need that at some point." Pitch said, looking around at the doors in the corridor. "So... which way"?
Stryke found some string and managed to get it though the key, now wearing it as a sort of necklace so he could free his mouth. He decided to call out, hoping someone would hear him. Someone living, preferably.
"Helloooo"?
(27/60)
(Lol)
"Hmm... then let's try to avoid that." Pitch mewed, trying to decide where to go. Looking at the doors, he did a silent 'eeny meeny miny moe', pointing at a paw to each door. He finished with a paw pointing at a door labelled 'LIBRARY' and mewed "Thattaway." trotting to the door and nudging it open cautiously.
Stryke heard a scream and dashed towards it to find a pair of Ghost Snowferra tormenting a Fire Snowferra (SnowFlake). "Hey, you two! Shoo, get outta here!" he yowled, waving claws at the Ghost Snowferras, but they simply giggled and flew down, swooping right through him before disappearing through a wall. He looked around, making sure they were gone, then looked back at the Fire Snowferra. "You ok"?
(28/60)
Pitch looked around at all the shelves filled with dusty books, then noticed a few were strewn across the floor, the dust unsettled. "Hey, looks like other cats were here. Living ones".
Stryke smiled and mewed "No problem. It's a wonder why the Ghost Snowferra here are like that though; my friend Pitch is much nicer... Speaking of which, have you seen him anywhere? He's completely black all over, and is a bit smaller than me".
(29/60)
"Downstairs? Wouldn't that be the cellar?" Pitch mewed. "I wonder what cats are doing there... But I digress. You lead the way, cause I don't know where the cellar stairs are"...
(30/60 Yay, halfway!)
"Really? Thanks!" Stryke mewed. However, halfway through turning he paused and looked at SnowFlake. "Hey, um... Wanna come with? It's better if cats stick together in here, y'know".
(31/60)
"Hmm... Actually, let's stay here for a few minutes..." Pitch said, a bit worried for his new friend. "You're shaking all over, and if you faint in the corridor I won't be able to carry you to safety anywhere".
(32/60)
"Ok!" Stryke said, smiling cheerfully. He peered around the door, making sure there were no ghosts in the corridor, then stepped outside. "So, the long corridor... that's... this way, I think. It's really easy to get lost here, huh"...
(33/60)
"Ok." Pitch said, padding around the library and looking around.
(34/60)
"Here, sit down before you faint and hurt yourself." Pitch said, guiding his friend to a leather armchair in the corner. "I'll go look around and see if there's anything that could help us"... Padding around, Pitch suddenly noticed a bright red Fireferra on a chair, and smiled in a friendly way. "Oh, hey there. You got trapped in this place too, I see. Name's Pitch, and the Fire Snowferra over there is Spottedheart. What's your name"?
Stryke walked beside SnowFlake, also worried as the key he'd been given swung on the string around his neck. Would Pitch be ok? Would everyone get out of here? He gave a quiet sigh, and kept on walking, knowing that was all he could do for now.
(35/60)
"Oh, sorry!" Pitch said. "Um, well it's nice to meet ya anyways... Seeing as you live here, do you know where the way out is"?
(Btw AristoKat that fandoms gif you have is epic XD)
(36/60)
Stryke stopped at a crossroads in the corridor and looked at SnowFlake. "Um... Which way now"?
(37/60)
Pitch smiled at Spot, half-whispering "Great! I was just talking to Robin here, he lives in this place and he might be able to help us".
(38/60)
"Oh... Isn't there like, a back door? Door in the cellar? Anything"? Pitch mewed.
(39/60)
Stryke followed, and stepped through the library door to see Pitch with two other cats. "Pitch!" he mewed joyfully, bounding towards the black Ghost Snowferra.
(40/60)
Pitch spun around just in time to be bowled over by Stryke, who pinned him and nuzzled his cheek. "I've been looking all over for ya"! "Same here." Pitch replied, gently pushing Stryke off of him and standing up. "As you heard, that's Spot, and that's Robin." he explained, looking at the others. "Cool, I made a friend here too!" Stryke said, looking back to SnowFlake. "That's SnowFlake; she decided to come with me after I helped fend off some mean Ghost Snowferras".
(41/60)
(Hmm... Do you think I could get 2 pets for playing as 2 characters?)
Pitch looked at the key Stryke had and mewed "Where'd you get that"? "This?" Stryke said, looking down at the key on the string around his neck. "Oh, well you know that Snowferra with no eyes that scared me? Well I found it's eyes and it gave me this; turns out if you help the ghosts here they help you back"!
(42/60)
"Hey, hold up SnowFlake, you can come with us! We'll get out together!" Stryke mewed enthusiastically as he and Pitch walked towards the door with Robin.
(43/60)
(Sorry, I suddenly have really bad connection... Also thanks for telling me Alexis)
Pitch and Stryke walked side by side, both feeling much more comfortable in a group. Going into ghost form, Pitch floated down the stairs, while Stryke watched him, bounding after Robin.
(44/60... I think)
"Oh, neat, it's another Ghost Snowferra!" Stryke said, looking at Spot and Spirit as he kept walking. Pitch floated over, hovering beside Spot, and gave a small smile to Spirit. "Hey there".
(45/60)
"Name's Pitch, nice to meet ya." Pitch mewed, the pure black Ghost Snowferra floating beside Spirit as they headed towards Robin. "Do you live here, or were you trapped"?
Stryke walked beside Robin, and mewed "So, do you know anything about the ghosts here? There's Ghost Snowferras, sure, but I met a couple of real ghosts in this place".
(46/60)
"Oh. Well don't worry, I'm sure we'll find Grim soon." Pitch said reassuringly.
"Sure, I guess." Stryke said, also feeling quite hungry. "I went in there a small while ago, it's down this way, right"?
(Screw it, Blue's jumped onto the bandwagon)
Blue clawed fiercely at the door that had just shut on him, being naturally aggressive. "Hey! Lemme out!" he yowled furiously.
(47/60)
(1/60)
"Ah, you're Grim, no?" Pitch mewed, floating upside down in a loop over Grim. "Nice to meet ya. I'm Pitch, and the Sunferra over there is Stryke".
Stryke looked back at the two new Ghost Snowferras and smiled cheerfully. "Heya"!
Blue gave up clawing the door and stormed off. "..Bah"!
(48/60)
(2/60)
(I'll RP with you Maisie)
Pitch looked to Stryke and mewed "So where are we going"? "Um... Well everyone seems hungry, so I figured we can head to the dining hall and kitchen." Stryke explained. "I know the way, trust me". He padded down a corridor, waiting at the end for the others to catch up.
Blue noticed a black Ghost Snowferra up ahead, and paused. "Hello"?
(49/60)
(3/60)
Stryke found the door to the dining hall and looked back at Pitch, Spot, Spirit and Grim. "Come on, food's this way!" he called cheerfully.
Blue padded closer to the Ghost Snowferra.
(50/60 Almost there!)
(4/60)
(Np :) and it's ok Warrior★Stars)
Stryke padded into the dining hall and through there into the kitchen, Pitch floating after him. There was still the pot and water on the floor from his earlier incident, but the water was now cold, letting him walk freely.
"Name's Blue." the Snowferra replied. "And you're right... Where are all those voices coming from"?
(51/60)
(5/60)
Strke stood on the counter and reached around to pull the handle on a fridge, revealing a haven of food. "Eat up, people"! Pitch promptly gave a cheer and flew into the fridge, pulling out a pack of bacon.
Blue sat down beside Issac.
(51/60)
(6/60)
Stryke grabbed what was quite miraculously pizza from one of the lower shelves. "JACKPOOOOT"!
Blue shivered as a ghost passed through him and hissed fiercely at it.
(52/60)
(7/60)
(It's ok)
Stryke and Pitch both looked up, a piece of bacon hanging from the mouth of Pitch and a slice of pizza jammed into Stryke's. "After that wail!" Pitch said, gulping the bacon down and floating quickly upwards, going through the ceiling and disappearing.
Blue loud out an "Oh... Are they trapped like me? I walked in and the door shut on me. Wouldn't open again, so I wandered down here".
(53/60)
(8/60)
(Blue is another of my pets. He's not with the Stryke, Pitch and the rest of the group though)
Pitch floated into the attic, looking for Spirit.
Stryke dashed back to the stairs, running up them towards the attic.
"Huh... They kinda hurt your ears, don't they?" Blue said, the loud screams beginning to get on his nerves.
(54/60)
(9/60)
Pitch heard Spirit's mewl and dashed towards her, knocking the ghost away. "Leave her alone"!
"Quick, this way!" Stryke yowled, having just found the stairs into the attic.
Blue walked down some corridors, getting more and more lost.
(55/60)
(10/60)
(Back...)
Stryke and Pitch wandered down a corridor, then turned into a shorter one with a door at the end, which had a dusty label reading STUDY. Leaning on his hind legs, Stryke tried to open it, but it was locked, and Pitch sighed, then asked "What now"? "Hmm... I don't know..." Stryke replied, pushing against the door to check whether it was just jammed or not and releasing a cloud of dust. "Ah, there's so much dust here... Atchoo"! He sneezed, blowing more dust from the door, and fell back onto his hind legs in a comical fashion.
Blue was still lost, and he was fairly certain he was going around in circles, but kept walking anyways.
(57/60)
(11/60)
As the dust cleared, Pitch noticed a small notice at the bottom of the door, just at their height:
'USE THE EYES TO FIND THE KEY'
"What's that mean?" he asked, and Stryke looked at it, then widened his eyes. "Aha! So this is where the key should go"! Pulling the string off from his neck, he snapped off the key the ghost had given him earlier and reached up on his hind legs, inserting it into the keyhole. It fitted perfectly and unlocked the door, revealing a nice, but dusty study. On the wall there was a row of keys, each one labelled, and one clearly read 'Front Door' in neat handwriting. "Yes!" both toms exclaimed at once, and bounded inside.
Blue found himself in the main hall again, and gave a sigh before deciding to head up the stairs. He was getting nowhere on the ground floor, anyway.
(58/60)
(12/60)
Grabbing the key, Stryke and Pitch sprinted down the corridors to the front door, having learnt their way around the place. They fitted the key and unlocked the door, and suddenly it swung wide open, showing the way to freedom. They both dashed outside, and Pitch swept around in his ghost form, cheering in joy.
Blue padded his way around the first floor, not sure where to go. He heard voices, but had decided not to follow in case they belonged to ghosts.
(59/60 1 MORE!)
(13/60)
Suddenly, there was a slam, and Pitch and Stryke looked around to see that the door had shut once more, keeping the other cats inside trapped until they found their own exit. They both bowed their heads, hoping that others would find the exit like they had, and dashed away into the forests nearby, free once more.
Blue wandered into a room which seemed to be an old lounge, and sat on one of the sofas, bored and now rather annoyed by the screams he heard around the house.
(60/60 YAAAAAAAAY)
(14/60)
