A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
You notice the 'paperwork' is literally just a napkin.
"Hehe... Wrong paper...?"
"Ma'am, I don't know what you're trying to finagle from me here, but I can assure you I am NOT purchasing this house. Someone else will buy it, then maybe you can successfully scam THEM. But you can't deceive a salesman."
Roll perception.
*If I fail this then that would be so ironic yet hilarious at the same time*
18
You notice this woman isn't really even a woman. It's a... Well...
A dead body wearing clothes and walking and talking.
"Oh... Oh... Uh, excuse me, one second." He walk/runs away and gets on the phone. "Tony, the rumors are true. I just talked to a literal corpse... No, she isn't just old... No, I'm not crazy. Tried to make it look like I bought the house. This whole place is so strange, so so strange.... Look, I get we need money and this is our only deal but is it really a good idea to sell a house in a neighborhood with talking dead people?... Fine!" He comes back. "I apologize, I have real estate matters to tend to. Very important, I have to go."
She grabs his neck and whispers in his ear.
"Not yet. Why don't you... Join me?"
She starts to strangle him
He cries out for help, then tries to break free.
11 Strength.
*Boink*
She maintains her grip and whispers again.
"Stay with me! All you have to do is die."
"Dying doesn't sound that go--augh!" He tries to break out again. 19
Her grip breaks and she stumbles. There's some flesh residue on his skin. She pulls out her eye and throws it at him.
"I've got my eye on you!"
Disgusted and terrified, he swats the eye away (19 if I need to roll for that) and pulls out his knife. He yells, "Stay back! Stay back!"
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
“Huh? What the (GP) just happened?”
The world becomes deadly silent.
He grips one of his books, a dictionary, and takes a fighting position. He prepares to hit anyone who comes at him hard in the head.
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
“Huh? What the (GP) just happened?”
The world becomes deadly silent.
He grips one of his books, a dictionary, and takes a fighting position. He prepares to hit anyone who comes at him hard in the head.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
“Huh? What the (GP) just happened?”
The world becomes deadly silent.
He grips one of his books, a dictionary, and takes a fighting position. He prepares to hit anyone who comes at him hard in the head.
Nothing happens and it remains quiet.
He puts down the book and goes to the house the man was previously at.
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
“Huh? What the (GP) just happened?”
The world becomes deadly silent.
He grips one of his books, a dictionary, and takes a fighting position. He prepares to hit anyone who comes at him hard in the head.
Nothing happens and it remains quiet.
He puts down the book and goes to the house the man was previously at.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
“Huh? What the (GP) just happened?”
The world becomes deadly silent.
He grips one of his books, a dictionary, and takes a fighting position. He prepares to hit anyone who comes at him hard in the head.
Nothing happens and it remains quiet.
He puts down the book and goes to the house the man was previously at.
The house lays empty and nobody's there.
“Odd.” He says.
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
“Huh? What the (GP) just happened?”
The world becomes deadly silent.
He grips one of his books, a dictionary, and takes a fighting position. He prepares to hit anyone who comes at him hard in the head.
Nothing happens and it remains quiet.
He puts down the book and goes to the house the man was previously at.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
“Huh? What the (GP) just happened?”
The world becomes deadly silent.
He grips one of his books, a dictionary, and takes a fighting position. He prepares to hit anyone who comes at him hard in the head.
Nothing happens and it remains quiet.
He puts down the book and goes to the house the man was previously at.
The house lays empty and nobody's there.
“Odd.” He says.
A laugh echoes from the house.
“Eep!” He cries.
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
The world becomes deadly silent.
Disgusted and terrified, he swats the eye away (19 if I need to roll for that) and pulls out his knife. He yells, "Stay back! Stay back!"
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*Cut, also I'm gonna have lunch. I'll be right back*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
He grips one of his books, a dictionary, and takes a fighting position. He prepares to hit anyone who comes at him hard in the head.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
Nothing happens and it remains quiet.
He puts down the book and goes to the house the man was previously at.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
The house lays empty and nobody's there.
“Odd.” He says.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
A laugh echoes from the house.
*back*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“Eep!” He cries.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
*I'm going to take a short break since I'm sick and need to rest, I'll be back in a while. Feel free to roleplay without me.*