Well, he is still giving me creepy looks and is doing a shit job at fixing the power.
I have a feeling he's a rapist.
I don’t even know anymore.- Takes cleaver.
OOOOOOOO! Another knife for the collection!
It's fine! we are a pretty relaxed bunch!
Electrician= if he speaks,
I would love to give him diolog!
edited 23rd Jul '12 3:56:55 PM by eldritchseer
Man, what is with us and strange repair-men? I mean, first it was last summer with the plumber, then in October with the Mechanic, and now this? Fuck!
-Drops bag on stairs and pulls boomerang and frying pan out-
-Sticks frying pan in belt and throws boomerang at electrician-
logs into dark web* "dark bad dragon show me illegal buttplugs"@eldritch go right ahead. He needs some.
<feels around floor for something to throw> Why am i holding a hand not attached to a body? <gets squicked and chucks it away>. OW! FUCKING BROKEN GLASS! *throws it at the electrician*
I believe i have just got his eye.
edited 23rd Jul '12 12:22:12 PM by Explosivo25
I don’t even know anymore.For some reason, there are always dead people whenever we get traped. But there always of nameless people...
"Strategy? Spacing? I just keep punching until I hit something." - Sol Badguy- Boomorang slices his throat!
- The glass did indeed hit his eye
- But the elcetrician does not bleed blood, he bleeds...SAP!
:Lovely! How delightful! This was most fun! he he he...
The electrician vanishes in a cloud of leaves and plantlife!
edited 23rd Jul '12 12:32:09 PM by eldritchseer
Oh okay, the last time we were traped it was in a Resident Evil knockoff; now we're traped in a Silent Hill knockoff! All right! Bring on the psychologically disturbing sights and sounds, I am totally traped baby!
edited 23rd Jul '12 12:37:49 PM by Prometheus136
War is God.Well, the power is still out. What's our next move?
Now it is raining and causing the roof to leak. Anyone have buckets?
I don’t even know anymore.Maybe there are some in this supply closet *opens supply closet* GAH!!
Guys, there's a dead body in the closet, and it's smiling at me.
Well, I'm not totally scared, given what just happened. <takes buckets and places them strategically around the room> Um, guys? Last time I checked, rain wasn't red! I'm getting the hell out of here!
I don’t even know anymore.Does anyone have any Idea why the walls are covered in vines? Is the town...
ALIVE?
"DUN DUN DUN!"
logs into dark web* "dark bad dragon show me illegal buttplugs"- The mannequin from the Plant Covered Room has moved to block the entrance!
Mannequin =M
M: No, no please stay! We have not even began to set up the banquet yet.
- All statues and mannequins begin to set up a large table!
M: Our patrons will arrive shortly.
edited 23rd Jul '12 2:19:35 PM by eldritchseer
-Uses frying pan to try and knock head of mannequin blocking door-
"Could someone toss me my boomerang?"
logs into dark web* "dark bad dragon show me illegal buttplugs"Aw, hell no! Whatever these plant things are serving, I'm not eating.
What? No! Come on, i was just joking! Us humans do it all the time! Now put me down!
I don’t even know anymore.Yes! Sexually-suggestive monsters that may or may not be representations of a damaged psyche! Lemmie get my lead pipe.
War is God.P=plants
P: We have you all now! We advise you sit still as we begin to haunt you.
Me: I can't sit if you're grabbing me.
P: Go fuck yourself.
Me: Why don't you.
(plant squeezes tighter)
(the mannequin with the previously knocked-off head returns)
M: (creepy voice) I'm back! Let the games begin.
edited 23rd Jul '12 2:35:33 PM by Explosivo25
I don’t even know anymore.- The Mannequin calls for assistance!
- Several statues and mannequins come to restrain Greenstar, Explosivo and Prometheus!
- Plants start growing over the exits!
- The table has nearly finished being set up!
M: Please do stop. This is most rude!
- to helpers, M: Now, sit them down, our Patron is almost here!
edited 23rd Jul '12 3:38:04 PM by eldritchseer
Fucking plants. Fucking mannequins. Fucking electrician/creeper/plant hybrid. FUCKING TOWN!
(a giant lanternfish is spawned in the middle of the room)
Gah! My childhood has come back to haunt me!
I don’t even know anymore.-arrives and shoots magically enhanced bullets at statues, mannequin and plants-
"Strategy? Spacing? I just keep punching until I hit something." - Sol BadguyHey! Watch it! You almost hit me!
War is God.Finally! *Attempts to run away, only to get grabbed and seated*
Well, at least the electrician is gone...
: Well, hello again. Did you miss me?
I don’t even know anymore.I am your patron!
Hi explosivo and nameless electrician.
edited 23rd Jul '12 2:58:58 PM by Classifiedzerogoki
"Strategy? Spacing? I just keep punching until I hit something." - Sol Badguy- The plants begin to grow much feverently!
- The flowers begin to bloom!
- The banquet table has been set up!
M:Ah, just in time!
- mannequin dies!
- The door slowly opens...
The (Actual) Patron=
- from out of the room, : I take it no one ate before I arrived.
He enters the room, to reveal his apperance...
This creature has droopy blue eyes that are like two pools of water. His fine, wavy, red hair is neck-length and is worn in a practical, businesslike style. He is very tall and has a graceful build. His skin has an odd green cast to it. He has prominent cheekbones and small feet. His body seems to have more joints than the regular human body. he is clothed in dark green gold trimmed, robes that seem to shift when your not looking at them.
edited 23rd Jul '12 3:17:49 PM by eldritchseer
I do think he needs a name.
Well, at least the patron doesn't look scary. Just what is he planning on doing?
I don’t even know anymore.
-wonders if I should stay with a cleaver or have a gun as a Weapon Of Choice-
-chooses gun because of a certain trope-
"Strategy? Spacing? I just keep punching until I hit something." - Sol Badguy