Character Carnival

Christ this moves fast...

Grimm piped up, "Lets not get bogged down in existentialist bullshit, alright? Also, I drove here and I didn't notice anything that strange on the way in so that kind of shoots a couple holes in your theory."

He seemed weary of the idea of letting a child lead him.

"Besides, if what you're saying is true than the asshole who wrote the story of my life must be one sadistic motherfucker." {{https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SelfDeprecation}}

Sorry, Grimm really did drive here. It's on like Page 4 or something. And how do you do that with the blue link for the words?

edited 24th Apr '11 5:09:36 PM by Gault

Mary put her hand on her forehead and tried to think. What should she do first?

"Oh" she walked towards the stairs, "I have a set of spare maps in my study. If I give them to you, and you fine a building that isn't suppose to be there, you can tell me." Hopefully, none of those ghosts would appear again. A bumper car going after her would be just great.

"I think," Kiora said, following Mary. "That we should try to stay in pairs. It's always best to have some backup."

Never go solo, she thought to herself. Right, mom?

"No, you guys'll just slow me down." Cyrus added.

He'll just take a map and go. He honestly didn't care what was drawing people here unless they got in his way. Then there was a problem.

I'll be gone for about a half hour.

edited 24th Apr '11 5:10:28 PM by CrystalGlacia

"Good idea. Midget-sama, howsabout you and me team up?" It appears that had, for better or worse, become a pet-name.

animemetalhead, for now, if you would, feel free to just take Grimm places if I don't post. You can puppet him, and I think you know how he'll behave fairly well. Would you do this?

"I... I don't think we should do anything..." doing things led to trouble. This was how he ended up here in the first place, right?

"Works for me," Kiora said. As long as he didn't freak out on her again.

I think I can handle that.

"Good idea, Kiora," Mary said as she walked up the stairs. The floorboards creaked under her tennis shoes, "There's safety in numbers. Besides, I don't know if I can handle any of those ghosts again."

She entered the second floor, walked left, and opened the door to the study. The study was very tidy and well maintained compared with every other room in the house. There was a office desk in the middle with a sleek-looking screen, a keyboard, a mouse, and a printer-scanner. A lamp with a yellow shade on it was on the end of the table. There was a bulletain board on the left wall, with many papers and notes pinned on it. The entire left wall was covered by bookshelves stuck with both old and new books, both hardcover and paperbacks. Outside the window was the rain. The gray sky was turning darker.

Mary rummaged through the bookshelves, taking out books like Superfudge, His Dark Materials, and A Wrinkle In Time. The maps was near the back, hidden behind the books.

Valentine blinked. "Well now, if my day couldn't any wierder..." Characters? Stories? Some divine moron running her into these situations? If she hadn't had seen magic tricks and ninjas floating just a while ago, she would have laughed this off as some twisted joke.

But if there was talk of someone dying, well, that would be troublesome, to say the least. And, hey, might find something valueable enough to take back home out there in the grounds.

"Well, I'm up for a little exploration. Anyone wanna tag along?"

Polly followed the rest of the group but didn't say anything. Thinking about "strength in numbers" made her heart ache for her own team. And thinking that they probably didn't even exist made her feel worse.

"I'll go with you," Polly said to Valentine.

edited 24th Apr '11 5:23:45 PM by BetsyandtheFiveAvengers

Valentine smiled at the girl. "Excellent. My name is Jessica Valentine, Professional Thief," she said with a theatrical bow. "I prefer to be called Valentine."

Mary walked down the stairs, waving the folded maps. They were a little faded, but she had plenty of copies left. In fact, there was a few boxes of unused ones in the attic, so she could start burning them for light and she would have plenty of copies left by the end of the year.

"Take one," she said, holding them out.

Cyrus took one, barely glancing at Mary.

Mary seemed apprehensive about ghosts attacking her; he knew he was probably going to end up escorting her around.

People skills were not his forte. Let alone escort missions.

Sorry my posts are so bare, I'm just afraid of being ninja'd. Yeah, ninja'd. I also think people should check the thread often to see if anybody edited things into their posts after hitting send. Killer Clowns does this all the time, like how I'm doing right now.

edited 24th Apr '11 5:33:05 PM by CrystalGlacia

As Kiora seized a map, her stomach gave a loud growl. "I don't suppose there's a chance of food, is there? Something high in calories and easy to eat on the go?" She needed to recharge her batteries and she hated the ninja food pellets. "I can make do in a pinch, but I'd rather not have to."

I'm sorry, I just... wow. Really? Also, that is a pretty good idea.

edited 24th Apr '11 5:34:34 PM by animemetalhead

Polly accepted one of the maps, and smiled up at Valentine. "Hi, I'm Mary Annabelle Arthur, Professional Screw-Up. I prefer to be called Polly."

"Oh! Food!" In all of the chaos, she had forgotten it was dinnertime. She laid the maps down on the coffee table and headed to the kitchen. She looked back, hands swinging, and said, "I hope you guys don't mind leftovers."

The magician picked one of the maps and said, "Thank you." Then he suddenly vanished in thin air. His voice still could be heard through the room. "Worry not, me and Fluffy will be watching." He wasn't visible anymore, but it wasn't hard to imagine him smiling. "By the way, I wish you luck, Mr. Exorcist. Have fun, something tells me you are the perfect man for a escort mission. Hohoho..." And with that, he left the room, wondering what the visitors would do next.

OOC: Sorry, gotta go. It's 9:30 here and I gotta wake up early tomorrow.

edited 24th Apr '11 5:37:10 PM by Fancolors

"I'll take anything right now," Kiora said, salivating. "Well, anything edible. No batteries for me, thanks."

Valentine chuckled at the Polly's introduction. "Ah! Finally!" she joked, "Another professional!" She gestured over to the kitchen. "How about we exchange our business cards over dinner?"

Polly followed the others into the kitchen. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

Mary opened the fridge. It was stuffed with bagged food that was barely visable because of a dimmed bulb. She had a habit of stockpiling food, to save time on cooking.

She took out a platter and piled up Zip Lock pages full of sandwiches, salads, cookies, and other foods. She then lifted the platter up and carried it to the kitchen table.

"Sorry, but we have to be quick before it gets too dark." she laid the platter down on the kitchen table and clapped her hands.

"Fuck no I don't mind! I'm a military man, we eat anything." Grimm rubbed his fingerless-gloved hands together and followed Mary in to the dining area.

He grabbed a sandwich. "I mean, s'gotta taste better than MR Es right?"

I concur on the editing thing. Gotta check back.

edited 24th Apr '11 5:47:26 PM by Gault

Kiora snagged a sandwich and some cookies, tearing into them as quickly as her mouth would swallow. "Fnks," she muttered, forgetting her manners. Sakura would have smacked her by now...

"No thanks." Cyrus turned towards the door.

What did that magician want with him? What was his name, Ozmond? Sounds friggin' stupid. Fuck escort missions. Fuck 'Ozmond'. He was not going to be responsible for somebody else's stupid actions.

edited 24th Apr '11 5:48:26 PM by CrystalGlacia

Mary saw Cyrus walking out the door, "He's very grumpy."

She then picked up a bag and took out a peanut butter and jelly sandwitch. She then bit into it, savoring the cold jelly and the smooth peanut butter. She mmm'd. She loved her PB&J cold.

edited 24th Apr '11 5:50:31 PM by chihuahua0