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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 10, 2016 22:44:00 GMT -5
"Are they as terrifying as people say they are?" Fun Ghoul asked, turning his head towards the kid. He had gone to Catholic school when he was younger, so he understandably feared them although he had broken probably every rule in the book with Catholicism. "And they exist here? And now? But..." How? The only demons Ghoul ever had to face were not even demons, just a name for Dracs almost. But they could very well be demons, because some of them were dead when they got turned.
But when he looked over at the kid, he was gone.
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 10, 2016 22:49:10 GMT -5
(so long and goodnight everyone!)
And just like the others, the two Killjoys had disappeared as well, plunged back into the abyss of night on the Zones.
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 11, 2016 0:07:55 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 11, 2016 0:10:41 GMT -5
(sure! it'd b fun to have kobra kid in one of the more silly rooms tbh)
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 11, 2016 0:18:03 GMT -5
(either that or the ball pit, bounce room, or hell maybe the avian room idk i'd be glad to do any)
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 11, 2016 0:47:50 GMT -5
It was a couple of hours later in the Diner, the sun just peaking over the horizon and the hustle and bustle of Zonerunners getting ready for the day already being heard. Kobra Kid was just about to buckle on his last boot as he blinked in, disappearing into the House and appearing on the floor, still trying to buckle his boot on. He had told the others everything now, so they wouldn't get too worried if one of them disappeared. At least, if Ghoul or Kobra disappeared, but they still had the chance to worry if Party Poison or Jet Star disappeared.
Kobra had noticed he had blinked into the house, and soon he clicked his buckle into place and stood up, seeing who was here today. He had his GOOD LUCK helmet on, and he felt mildly better with it on right now. He stopped when he caught sight of a... dog? What? Kobra was mildly confused. What was a dog doing here? Kobra waved hello anyways, knowing this was a weird house and that dog could be a person for all he knew.
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 11, 2016 1:22:18 GMT -5
It was talking?! "What?" Kobra Kid said aloud, stepping backwards away from this... dog thing that was talking. This was really weird and not what he'd be expecting at all. Truth be told, actually, he didn't know what to expect from this House now. It was so weird and there were so many people blinking in and out of this place and Kobra was just really confused. His buckles clicked against the leath of his boots as he continued to ease himself backwards, keeping a sharp eye on the dog.
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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 11, 2016 1:27:31 GMT -5
(( Hey guys! Are they back in the living room? I think I can blink Arlo in ))
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 11, 2016 1:46:18 GMT -5
His hands itched for his raygun, but Kobra Kid knew that that was basically a hunk of plastic that didn't to jack-sh/t here. And oh how he wished it did serve some purpose here, because who knows what this thing might do. And his fists aren't going to help much. "Why is a dog talking to me?" Kobra said to himself, scratching at the back of his neck. "Did Jet accidentally slip some of Poison's painkillers into my Power Pup...?" He whispered to himself, smacking his palm against his helmet. There was no other way this could be real otherwise.
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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 11, 2016 2:07:07 GMT -5
Arlo blinked into the living room by the table, holding a black motorcycle helmet. "I don't really think that's a good- nevermind." She set the helmet on the table, her eyes scanning the room and finding two blinkers that she didn't recognize. They must have been new to the house, but it probably wasn't their first blink since they didn't seem too freaked out. "Welcome to the Paradox House newbies."
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 11, 2016 2:12:36 GMT -5
(absolutely! i can blink in ghoul for ya arlo)
"Oh, uh, um, I'm Kobra Kid, I guess." Guessing by the other names he had gotten his name was bound to get some strange looks from people around him now, but Kobra couldn't focus on that because he was talking to a dog. A f/cking dog. He belonged in the loony bin for sure because he couldn't believe this was happening to him of all people. Ugh, this place was tiring.
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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 11, 2016 2:20:27 GMT -5
(( ok! ))
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 11, 2016 2:25:12 GMT -5
Fun Ghoul had reappeared in the House once more, but for this instance he wasn't in the Living Room where he normally was. He didn't know it, but he was near it, but all he knew he was standing at the corner between two massive halls, lined with doors stretching for seemingly miles. Okay, that might've been a bit of an exaggeration, but it certainly felt like it. Ghoul had his raygun with him, and even though he knew it was worth jack-sh/t in here he guess he could still throw it at whatever impending danger that loomed ahead of him as some kind of self-defense. Ghoul sighed, wondering why the House had seemingly placed him in such an odd spot, before taking off in a slow walk down one of the corridors to God knows where.
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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 11, 2016 2:44:04 GMT -5
((reblinking arlo since she's in the living room atm))
Arlo blinked in, walking down the hallway. She was looking at something in a small notebook and didn't realize that she'd blinked until she bumped into a wall. Jumping back, she looked around. At first she was confused, but only for a few seconds before she recognized her surroundings. Usually she only blinked into the hallways if someone else was already there, but she couldn't see anyone from where she was standing. Arlo walked a bit further before turning down another corridor and finally spotting the other blinker. "I was kind of expecting a group," she said, half to herself. "It's not really a good idea to go looking around rooms here by yourself."
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 11, 2016 3:22:25 GMT -5
(woah i didn't know tph had it's own youtube page)
Fun Ghoul whirled around to see a girl standing on the other side of the corridor, seemingly a notebook in hand. "Good thing I found you then, huh?" He said kind of in a nervous tone, walking towards her with a fast gait for his short legs. "Where do all these doors lead to?" He asked with an arm extended out to gesture towards them. "Do you know?" He asked, soon reaching her and stopping a couple feet from her. His hair was messy, his vest dirtied, his jeans equal as well. It had been a rough night.
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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 11, 2016 3:58:49 GMT -5
Yeah, we don't upload much to it but we've had it for awhile. ^^))
"I was the first person to start blinking, so I've been in a lot of them... I couldn't tell you which one's which though, they rearrange themselves somehow," Arlo replied, sticking the notebook into a pocket in her jacket. She pointed to a door to her left. "If we went through there now it might lead to a garden, but if we tried the same door later it might be a mirror maze or a room full of socks... It's totally unpredictable. We've tried writing on the doors to keep track of them but nothing works."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2016 8:26:47 GMT -5
(Hello)
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Nov 11, 2016 11:07:15 GMT -5
(morning! Anyone here? ^^)
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Nov 11, 2016 11:27:47 GMT -5
(Hey dragon! Same, what's up?)
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