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[Darvi]

Red enters the vault.



Unfortunately for him, it appears to be a dead end; there's only one door, and it's a)solid steel and b)locked.

He turns towards the exit, only to find somebody else standing in there.

"Heeelp meeeee!"

Knowledge roll:
[2]+[2]+[2]=6 (Are you shitting me?)

"Sorry, girl", Red answer. "I don't think I can help you. Besides, I don't dig dead chicks."
"I'm deeeaaad? Oooooh."
And just like that, the girl evaporates into thin air.
"Wait, at least tell me how to get out of here!", Red shouts to no avail. Damn, maybe it was something about the way he talked to her? This little bit of self-reflection made him a little bit smarter, raising his Knowledge to 4.

It is now Tiruin's turn.

Red can totally still try to open that vault though.

[RedWarrior0]

Hell yes I'm trying to open that vault if I'm able to.

[Darvi]

[0]+[1]+[1]+[1] = 3

No dice.

[Peradon]

Put me on the waitlist please.

[Tiruin]

That was a ton of stuff that happened ._.


Missy Dobourde prayed at the altar and thought of the people around her. She was pretty much engrossed in hoping for their well-being, after much thought on why the front door was locked. This place lacked windows and many ornery items in the area, but a home-made chapel? That was the icing on the cake.

Looking around, she spotted Mr. Akimoto hitting the weights. Waving at him from the other side of the long hallway, she strode off to say hi in person, and probably talk about how creepy this house was.

To yon Gymnasium!

[Darvi]

Tiruin goes to the Gymnasium and ends her turn there, raising her Speed to the same value it was before.



Sorry, were you expecting flavour text?


It is not Cript's turn.

[Tiruin]

Sorry, were you expecting flavour text?

"I wanted to play on the treadmill."

Spoiler: At least I have 6 speed if something fails :D {img has 6 speed+1 up the rank now} (click to show/hide)

[Criptfeind]

I go south and then south again. Into the blackness!

[Darvi]

Cript starts leaving the Graveyard, but in doing so gets a face full of cobweb.

Sanity roll:

   [0]+[1]+[1]+[2]+[1] = 5


He keeps his cool again and, I dunno, manages to not hit his head against a tombstone or something? Knowledge damage is weird.

He goes across the entrance hall and enters the Observatory.



It's a pretty nice place, with all the rubble on the floor, the glass wall allowing a good view on the veryy cloudy sky, and that impossibly intrusive smell of rot that pervades the entire room.

Wait a second, that's not nice at all!



Sanity roll:

   [0]+[1]+[1]+[1]+[0] = 3


Cript heaves in an entirely un-ladylike manner. This weakens him enoug that his Might drops to [2].

It is now Zrk2's turn.

[Zrk2]

I'll go through the foyer, up the grand staircase, and then north.

[Darvi]

Freaked out over the severed head in the dining room, Zrk2 decides to join the cool kids and goes upstairs, nearly running over Kevak in the process, and into one of the undiscovered rooms.

It's a fairly boring room, with the only noticeable thing being the loud dripping coming from somewhere below.



That's going to make it hard to concentrate.

He's about to find out where the dripping is coming from:



The floor beneath him collapses, and he falls for a couple of floors before landing in an Underground Lake. The water catches his fall, but now he's stuck in the basement, wetter than an immature innuendo.

It is now Tawarochir's turn.

[Tawa]

"I wanted to play on the treadmill."

"Aw, sorry."

South.

[Darvi]

Having become bored from the exercise, Tawarochir leaves the Gymnasium into a Bloody Room.



He can smell the flesh and taste the iron, but sees no sign of whomever the blood might have belonged to. He does, however, find a syringe.



Uhm. Not sure if I should make jokes about that.

It is now Kevak's turn.

[~Neri]

((Sorry for delay. Literally just woke up.))

South!

[Darvi]

The game conspires to keeü him out of the action and Kevak enters the Dusty Hallway.



It's still your turn.