Horns, demonic tail, and wings, she was a succubus by old nature only to be thirsting for one single man. The mother of four had no shame in wearing such an attire that showed her robust and curvaceous form. Her black eyes that showed the universe and abyss gazed at the Mansion gates that she was invited to. Truly she felt like this invitation was a trap yet it was exciting. A few others were invited as well rather it was because of their nature or their talents, she did not know. Was this going to end up in a dance, a murder, or perhaps both?

Her plumped lips curved upward into a smirk as she saw carriages arrive. They were filled with guests that she will get to know. Her chest motioned as she took a deep breath to relax her nerves. Getting to know new people and having the old around made her equally feel the same, anxious and timid. Sometimes situations changed people as she knew it changes her too. One by one people started to come out as her body leaned against the statue of a gargoyle. There was one on each side as they glared towards the front, but if you watched closely it seemed as if they were watching your every move.

"Perhaps I will see both new and old faces, it'd be a shame if the fun was shared with only people I just met," she spoke hauntingly soft as her accent was breathy. Her hand lifted forward and up as she chuckled darkly. "Of course it also would be bad if my sanity was depleted in the house and lost control over my 'actions',". Hers and Eris's voices were mixed as she was technically just speaking to herself till the first person exited the carriage to meet her at the gate. She was not the host though, oh no, she was a guest as well. Halloween usually means tricks and games though, so this was no different. She knew there was a catch after the whole 'meeting everyone' phase was over. Soon enough they will find out.

Jikan's time within Samhain was...interesting to say the least. Odd shaped food in the shape of physical limbs that tasted like regular human food, weird games that were fun to play regardless of their silliness, creatures of the night, coming to life to interact; giving a fun shook of the norm that Jikan had honestly gotten used to since being in Fiore. They were civil, calm, heck even kind. And that was no issue for her, as long as they did not attempt to hurt her or disrespect her, she would treat them with that equal kindness.

And she was having fun. Dressing up in a black catsuit with a deep dark purple V-neckline that came with an attached hood, a red waist sash, black, finger less gloves and arm warmers with red lace-up detailing, red leg wraps, and a black face mask. The tight clothes did her wonders, she got to look like a cool ninja while being able to show off her curves and small waist and voluminousness bottom. Her identity was hidden, but that did not stop people from finding her though. For she got an invitation to come to this location some event. But she had no idea of who the person was and how she knew her. And curiosity got the best of her so she came, and out of the carriage to the wonder before her.

Oh what an event to be invited too, Something Miriko might dread, But she could learn and see many things to inspire the art she just needed to find them, Miriko was still not in any special costume just her normal dressed but well, fitting for the season, Since well she put a lot of effort into them, She had the same style of dresses for the fall seasons festivities and same for the other festivities of the years that really require other colours. So even if the purple she had adorn her was far more minimal now. She still had some but most of was replaces with orange, at least the purse she had was a purple pumpkin with orange accents.

She was just fitting in in her own way. This invitation was interesting, But she did have to ponder why, Then again it was rude to refuse anything, Even if she was unsure and uncomfortable in theory. But maybe they had things to make her relax rather then worry about being scared from anything from Samhain things that could go on. She would enter this place with Alistair since he was always here to do things with Miriko, So far they had no problems entering, For the moment not really paying attention to who all else was here.

That invitation was the most bizarre. He had no idea where it came from and what exactly it meant for him to have this invitation. Samhain was a strange place and there wasn't much that made any sense. However, Hassan was a stubborn person and wanted to experience those things firsthand to understand what it was all about. Anyway, Hassan answered the call and went into the car after changing into something that seemed to be more in line with the Halloween spirit. Once Hassan got out of the carriage, he showed his glorious form to everyone to see, something of a hello kitty motif along with the little bow to go with it.



"Okay, not too sure whether the Halloween gods would be happy with this thing called "cosplay", but I seem to blend in right with the rest of the crouuuuuoly.... Jiiiii---k-ken?!! I means..... hi... Jikan." This was embarrassing, of all the people run into, it just had to be a colleague? "It's not what it seems... wait... Are you a cat as well?" Maybe it wasn't time for Hassan to be distracted, there were plenty of distractions. The succubus with the tight curves was a distracting high red flag. As for the girl with the umbrella, the bad sense of humor about this place made Hassan wonder whether it would rain pumpkins or something.

"Well, hail to you all. My name is Hassan, have you all been invited the same way?"

Such sinful appearances filled the lands. People dressed as demons, monsters, cultist, and more. Tempris wanted to bring something more pure and holy to the party. She decided to cosplay and resemble something more akin the legends of a time before her. She let her blond hair hang free with only a glowing halo hanging above her head. A simple white dress that with no sleeves covered her and small white bird like wings sprouted from the back of the dress. Blue contact lens finished off the girl holy appearance and thus an angel was born.




The reason behind the costume, well the girl was invited to attend a party or something like that. The reason for this, was unknown. At first Tempris was just going to ignore it but then she thought of something. If they would give out something like... candy... then it would be rude not to accept such an offer. It would be a waste and plus, there would be so much sin in the area. Her presence would surely tip the balance in Illumin's eyes. Yes, that was her story.

Coming out of the carriage, there were plenty of people the girl did not recognized. But there were two people she did know. Her eyes glowed with excitement.
"Mimi, Mom!" The girl did not care for formalities now. It had been so long since she seen Karisa. Upon getting a closer look, Tempris realized that her mother looked the most sinful of the bunch. "Its a good think I decided to come. Else, there would be no light here. hehe. Oh..." Tempris turned to the strangers. "I am Tempris." The girl ended the introduction with a curtsy.

Her eyebrow arched as she saw the first door open, revealing a young woman in a cat outfit. It was quite appealing for sure as she wondered how much she paid for the outfit to be made. As her carriage left, the next arrived in which carried her daughter, "Mimi?", she questioned. There was no time for any answering for now as the last few people arrived. A man that looked like he was dressing up as a pretty pink Hello kitty was really adorable. Next, she couldn't believe it, the next person was her other daughter, Tempris. She was dressed up as an angel. How did it happen that both of her daughters appeared during this party? What were they planning? Was Kazimir in the last one?

Her eyes rested on the last one before speaking to the others to see a man and woman come out. The woman had a scarlet cocktail dress as the man had a red and black lined suit on. As he got out he offered his hand to the woman who is assumed to be his wife. They walked towards the gate and faced the five. "I hope everyone's night is going good so far because... who knows what will happen next," he made a mysterious snarky grin as he then snapped his fingers as in que the gate opened. "Oh darling, don't worry our guests already," she spoke with sarcasm while rolling her eyes. They escorted them as they were entering a large door made of metal, handles in the shapes of a minotaur's head.  




They will all enter and be introduced to a carpet of maroon as the ceiling is decorated with colorful obscure glass that makes a picture of several faces in odd positions. To everyone's right there is a table full of food as in front there is a bar. Left door by the bar leads to the basement, right door on the other side of the bar leads to the upstairs and then a sudden clap escaped from the man in the tux, "Well then, introductions are in order. Shall we?", his grin never escaped. Karisa's eyes gazed at the two she already knew and then that left the other three. Hassan introduced himself already so it left the woman and the couple who were the hosts with how they presented themselves. "Shall I get the party favors while we do so?~", the scarlet woman addressed her husband. "Why not petunia? Get right to it as always with you," his remarks sounded as if he was irritated, but he kept his smile.

She went over as everyone chose to introduce themselves to grab a case for each person. She put them down in front of everyone, one by one. Karisa grabbed hers and opened it - rather if she was the first one or not. It had; a flashlight, a map, and a gun? "Why do we need this for?", Karisa was asking as her heart skipped a beat. The woman grabbed her own as she pointed it to her husband's head. "Yes, why do we need these, hmm? I wonder," she smirked as her scarlet lips played in her coyness. "Pft, not like they're actually lo-,"

BAM

The woman shot towards the floor which caused the man's eyes to widen. "I didn't load them, I swear! They were supposed to just shoot confetti!", he freaked out. Suddenly an alarm went off. The whole area; windows and doors all started to be enclosed by unbreakable shutters. The man looked around frantic as the wife rolled her eyes, clapping slowly, "Nice trick, while we're at it, I am going to my room after I make my drink. Enjoy your little game, my dear," she poured herself a glass of whiskey and went upstairs to her room, leaving everyone. "Looks like you've done it now," a mysterious voice of a man came from behind the bar. He had glasses on, brown hair, and wore a white shirt with pants on. His eyes looked as if he hasn't slept in days.

"I warned you, Mr. Price... But noooo, you didn't believe me," he ranted on. "Bah, I'm sure it's just my wife playing tricks on everyone," he frustratingly spoke as he ran up to the room to argue with her about it. Leaving the glasses man and the five guests in the room.

The night was young and apparently were also the people out tonight. A few familar and known faces, a few new ones. Jikan had walked out of her carriage by now, dressed in her Kunochi outfit that hid her face. But given the warmth of the night and the humid wind, she decided to remove her hooded top, letting her Auburn hair out to fall down to the middle of her back carefree. She went off to the side as she waited and watched the other carriages after home come, the people inside slowly coming out while others had not chosen to yet. She would keep her mask up though...she did not want to show off the wolf face she had painted on her...she liked it, but for some reason found it embarrassing. She couldn't make herself erase it though. Especially when she realized and saw that the one that created it, Mimi, was here as well.

One of the first few people Jikan saw was, who she thought to be a guild mate that she recently met after, somehow, creating a social gathering in her room. Hassan. He...he was in a cat outfit....a hello kitty outfit. Pink colors, flowy ends, cute ribbons with a pretty bow on top of their head; the whole sha-bang.

The poor lad saw Jikan, and almost had a heart attack in his reaction. He called out her name, more like shriek, in an act that was nothing else but embarrassment. She did notice him before he saw her, an eyebrow was raised with a feelin' of 'wow' from her, but she had set her face back to its normal neutral way before he could see her. He had gotten closer and she could hear him, making the scream from the man even more of something to grab attention. She blinked, waved a hand in a lighthearted acknowledgement. Curious curious...maybe he was dressed up like this as a dare or bet? "Hi Hassan~, that a surpsisng style you have there. Huh? no I'm not a cat", she cocked her head. Confused as to where he got that from. "I'm a ninja". She turned to the side a little, letting the red and black color of her outfit shine a little more, as well as its tightening effect of her curvy body.

Soon more people came, one of which was a precious little girl dressed as an angel. But...where was her parents? Se was by herself. And, given that Jikan had no idea what would be happening here, seeing a child alone was a weird thing. That concern was quickly fixed though, for the small girl called out to people, the painter who name was apparently Mimi, and the lady dressed as a succubus, who was apparently her mother. Oh, it was quite a contract between them, one being dressed as an angel and the other as a demon. As the girl turned and introduced to her Jikan did a short head nod in acknowledgment, "Jikan".

She turned away from Hassan and Tempris, towards the one with the most attention, Karisa. Jikam was expecting her to speak but instead, another couple came from a carriage. A woman in a scarlet cocktail dress and the man in a red and black lined suit. The moved different them the others, walking to the gate and turning back to the others speaking. Jikan did not like the man, heck Jikan did not like the woman by association. Who in the heck starts a get together by saying , "I hope everyone's night is going good so far because... who knows what will happen next," , it was practically a red flag being waved in front of her in her eyes. She would be on guard, watching everyone, specially that couple.

With a snap of his fingers the gates were opened with the gue of the man. Jikan supposed they were in ones who invited everyone, but why?

It was mysterious, the doors, the room; everything was odd to her. And then it was time for introduction. Jikan supposed that it was her time to speak. "Well I suppose I need to go then. For those of who don't know me. My name is Jikan".

The items would be given out. Whatever. A piece of information learned before though. The ladies name was
Petunia. Items were given to them and it would hold a few items. Jikan wouldn't open hers but she would hear or rather see what some were in Karida's. A gun.

Pointed at the man's head it was. A smirk, then lowered and...BAM. An actual shot went off. It was definitely not supposed to be loaded, given the man's yelling and the fact that it was pointed at his head after all. And then a bloody
alarm went off, the whole area; windows and doors all started to go into lock down.

And then the lady wanted to leave? No no no. That wouldn't do. In a burst of her speed Jikan would attempt to get in front of her blocking her way from leaving the room. Jikan preferred to not allow room for nonsense? "Uh, excuse me. What? The house is going to go in lock down and you are just going to leave the room? Heck no. I don't care what little game or relationship issues you're having with lover boy over there. But it doesn't involve us. I would like to get out of here and get an explanation to why I was called her", she would be short and straight to the point. Whatever drama or game these two had Jikan was not a part in it.

If for some reason if Jikan wasn't able to get in front of the lady, or speak. Well then she would just sigh. Stuck in a house with people she didn't know with an unknown reason to why she was even here. And the previous events would just occur uninhibited.

It seemed it there were faces here, mostly new and at least two old faces, It was that what she at least could note right away. With Tempris around was good, because it was just the kind of joy in life Miriko liked to see."Hmm..If you would like Tempris, Stay with Alistair and since things are starting to happen,I can find something for you to drink."This was more of a protection measure for Tempris, since considering the amount of strangers and season of samhain, Miriko did not know quite yet how everyone would be around other people even if peaceful so far.

"Or you can watch Alistair while I find something, since water of some kind would be really nice about now."Miriko mentioned leaving Tempris and Alistair together for a moment, Not that it was a bad thing since well Tempris like Alistair and same with Alistair liking Tempris. It was good to move around off of her companion and travelling mount. Then again might be good to ensure Alistair had something to drink as well. These kind of parties Miriko had her own view of it sometimes being a party of overly high strung and egoistical people.

For the moment Miriko was unsure if she was entirely interested talking to anyone else for a moment. But this was also Miriko way of learning names with out interacting anyone else right away.  That way she knew at least could put names to faces and if anyone else was really truly interested  in talking with her, Or in the other matter if she was interested in talking to anyone else she would do it with a bit more in depth of knowing at least something before hand,

Then again it was most likely because she is far more unsure about the man not in the hello kitty outfit and Petunia since they where both a bit more out there and really far different in terms of the other people around, Then again it might not help everyone went to their own groups in some manner to socialize.

Then it would slowly start showing revealing to things far more risky and slowly foreshadowing some kind of danger. Better question she had to ponder in general was aside from why was there a gun, why did no one check if it was loaded or not as well, Anyone assuming it was not was stupid other wise and should have double checked.

For now since other people seemed more vested into to deal with it Miriko would return to Alistair and possibly Tempris if she was still around and had not done anything else, But at least she found some water to drink to herself since she did not want anything else yet, Also finding at least some one to bring Alistair something to drink as well. Just what else would happen with these people who might try and leave? would they also just leave this gun left unwatched as well because what was stopping some one else from touching it.

"A ninja huh? You could also pose as a cat burglar, it is like a ninja too. Either way.. your costume, is pretty good." With the last guest arriving, she took on the appearance of some sort of angel, which was adorable, to be honest. "It looks like our new companion is a fan of aesthetics. Hello Tempris, I'm Hassan. It looks like you are close to the woman with the umbrella. I can't get her to talk to me though." He wondered how she got those wings to work, people did give it their all when it came to designing their costumes. But with all of Hassan's curiosity and wondering what the other people were about, they had already dropped quite the revealing bombshell, the fact that Tempris's parent was one of the people attending the party. "I see, so it's something like a family affair. I hope that we aren't intruding on anything. " That was somewhat of a surprise to him,  but he did have hopes that the host was pretty good with their guests and would treat them accordingly.

When the hosts came out, Hassan nodded and followed them inside of the well-decorated place. "Very nice, reminds me of the phantasm estate back in Oak town with how much fancy decor is in here. " With the case being placed in front of him, a quick look revealed the same contents of the flashlight, light, and gun. " This is fake, right? Apart of the game?"

Bam!



"Comrades.... I have reason to believe that this gun is possibly real."

Surprisingly enough, Hassan was taking this reasonably well.  Well, outside of his facial expression when the lockdown started. Wasn't this a part of the game?

It was a bit of a crowd but with the company here, Tempris was not going to complain. Some of them had good taste. Especially this guy name Hassan. "Thank you. It took me a long time to get these wings to work." Tempris turned to Mimi for a second before turning back to Hassan while tapping her temple. Then she slapped her fist into her hand "Oh... umm. Maybe you can talk about drawing. She likes that stuff. Oh and umm. We didn't come as a family. And its not like I'm here just to counter balance the umm..." Tempris froze for a moment not wanting to finish her statement. "You know... she dressed up as a demon thing... I'm a holy angel. It was coincidence. It wasn't planned. I didn't even know she was going to be here. So like... You're not intruding or anything. So dont worry and stuff..." Tempris was becoming a bit flustered and decided to leave quickly before Hassan could say anything.

She walked to the other side of Mimi to go see Alistar, the only being who probably could make her feel better and at ease by hugging. And by go see Alister, she really wanted to just pet him. "Your fur is so warm like usual. Ahh... I suppose you can be a light among the darkness here too. Of course not as bright as me. Cause... reasons and stuff."

It was here that Mimi tried to get Tempris to baby sit her cat. "Wait wait. If you all are drinking something other than water. I want to drink it too. Don't leave me out just cause I'm shorter than you. I'm still growing you know! Its not fair." The woman did not stop, meaning Tempris was left with Alister.. but well, not really cause a new woman came out holding a cocktail.

When they walked into the building, there was a man with the woman and party favors and well... things turned south. The man shot the woman dead... in front of everyone. Tempris grinned. This was the very thing that she waited for. An legit excuse to be able to purify a soul. There was no way, Karisa could be mad at her for this... but see... she did not have her sword on her. Well, it was a good thing she had magic. Tempris, with the widest smile, tried to make her way to the front, charging her magic but well she was stopped by the sounds of the building going into lockdown. "What happened? Why did everything close?" Then the woman stood back up.

Another man came out to taunt the man who shot the gun but who cared about that. Tempris felt cheated. This murderer didn't murder anyone apparently now. So... what happened to her chance to purify something? She was cheated out of a baptism of fire. It wasn't fair. "Real or not... nobody died..." the girl responded to Hassan disappointed, "Just stupid Samhain tricks..."

Jikan decided to stop the woman from leaving, therefore the couple never left. The woman glared at Jikan and scoffed, "How dare you intervene, you think this wa-", she was saying before the man with glasses freaked out again. "It's the house, I'm telling you! This is no normal house god damn it!", his tone was filled with anger. He slammed down his glass of booze so hard that it shattered everywhere, "Fuck!", he yelped and gritted his teeth. He went towards the first aid kit behind the counter as he explained more. "This house used to be an insane asylum. The doctor was a crazy asshole who did experiments on their patients. Of course, it's in this stupid world since...well," he lifted his arms applying the whole lockdown stuff, "this happened and everyone within the house burned alive. I warned him and he wanted a party here. Some party," he spat towards the rich man.

"I'm not sure how the hell we're going to get out of here, but the only 'trying' option we have is to go downstairs in that hell maze basement to lift up the switch to lift the locks.", he rolled his eyes as the lights started to flicker. "We're fucked..." he mumbled.  "I guess we should start splitting or partner up then to find this mechanic room...".

Karisa sighed and shook her head. "You'll come with me, glasses man,~" she looked at her two children and nodded, "Be careful now~", she purred before going downstairs into the basement area, but not before waving the others goodbye for now. She saw there were two halls (down and left) and a room on the left. She decided to deal with the panic-like man and walked with him towards the left.

House Phase 1

Insanity: Everyone starts with 100 Sanity, each turn you roll, and depending on your roll you will be safe in terms of sanity or lose sanity by 25, and some random phenomenon will happen. You cannot stay in the same 'area' as you were in your last post (be creative with room types). The one who hits insanity (0 Sanity) will become the Killer, meaning hitting Phase 2 of the game.

After this post, the game shall start.

Jikan did not get to really respond to Hassan's comment about possibly dressing as a cat burglar when it came to her outfit. She was caught up with something else and that conversation may have to be shelved and brought up again at a later point. Unbeknownst to Jikan, her movement caused her to miss Hassan doing a delightful amusing face though.

"Oh ho-ho-ho, what does the little lady with the temper tan-", Jikan was cut off, the shout from the bartender from before catching her attention. Not really because he was really, but because of the way he was yelling. He had anger sure, but fear and panic; a type of hysteria in his voice in her opinion. The man was not acting correctly, breaking the glass of booze when he slammed it down; cutting his hand in the process and requiring him to leave to get a first aid kit to take care of it. He did not stop giving out details tho.

Jikan kept her eyes on the woman as she listened. This house used to be an insane asylum, a place for people with mental illness or had a psychotic nature to them. An unfortunate past that did make the place a little creepy to be in. However, that feeling grew into disgust when the man said that the head doctor was a sick sick twisted man who did experiments on the patients. But what, what is 'it'?

With the bartender finally done Jikan looked at the couple, the man and the woman. "And...there is something here? An it?? And you two", she looked at both of them as if they were complete idiots, "decided to build a mansion on it...and throw, a party??".

Oh this was great. WIth the magical world they lived in, and the demonic and angelic presences and deities in the world, heaven forbid what would show up. She wouldn't be surprised in this town if there was an angry ghost, or lich or whatever in the house ready to cause a mess.

On the inside she was annoyed, so so annoyed to be in this situation. Why was she even here? But at least she had an option of what she could do. Magic didn't work maybe, so the switches downstairs would be her only option. But apparently it would have to be after going through that maze. But first the mechanic room, wherever it was. And so, she had to focus on the outside, going into her flat faced stoic identity.

A sleeping calmity member was here, and as a founder, they were under her wing. Given the mess of the place, she should try to stick with him. Jikan eyed Mirko and Tempris as she walked back towards Hassan, she hoped both of them would be safe; for different reasons.

"Hassan, I think you and me should move together to try and get out of here. I would say we should go along with you two", Jikan turned towards Mimi, Allistar, and Tempris, "but we need to find the room fast so we can unlock this place".

She would then wave them a 'cya later' and said to keep the guards up. She would pull Hassan by the collar with one of her fingers, in an attempt to get the Sleeping Calamity member to go with her to the hall down. She would let him loose so that he could walk for himself and decide the next direction that they would go.

Such situations only seemed to sour the fun, If anything already talking off by going into groups of two was something she was unsure was the best idea, But nonetheless Jikan and Hassan choose to go one way. It would be a good question where she, Alistair and Tempris would consider going."It does seem we have quite an interesting situation on our hands." Miriko mention in general while she had failed her search  of drinks because of the reality of what is starting to happen, Now it was a good question to stick with Tempris and make sure she was safe, Or roam herself.

Then again it was a simple answer, After all her personal value of Tempris and how important she was to Miriko was something that trumped most things.So now she would ask Tempris."Were do you think we should go from here?"As Miriko try to keep in mind even if she should be making these choices on her own. It seemed to be a better and in some way comforting in a manner to Miriko to ask Tempris what she thought was best, That way it save a possible worry, argument and leaving a single person alone. At least in her view, They would have to see what would happen over time.Hopefully Jikan and Hassan managed to keep themselves alive, Since it would just ruin the possible enjoyment of what was going on here today.

It did seem odd to build this place considering what all had happen here in the past, Almost starting to feel like Miriko was judging a persons choices for once in her life for what they choose to do here and why it was a good option, If she had to guess the land was cheap to build on.

"I would like to say that the location of what this house used to be before its renovation was a dead giveaway, but I don't suppose it was bought at an unbelievable bargain, no?" If that was the case, the fact that it was obtainable was a red flag if they managed to walk away with a place that used to be an asylum house for the crazies. Ghosts were real, Hassan had his first experience with ghosts in the oak catacombs and it was taking a while in order to get rid of them. Some might even say that Hassan felt extremely lucky to get out of there with the limited magic that he had in order to defeat those foes.

"Jikan, you are right about that. I wouldn't want to leave you or anyone else stranded in such a place. If party snacks are what's all left, I have some doubts that it would be something that would be able to last us towards the end of the week. We should get a move on and try to solve this mystery before any one of us ends up getting possessed or the like. " Downstairs would be the best option then. Once he got there, Hassan started to walk towards the right. A modest pair of worn statues in an overcast grove marks the section of that area. Beyond the pair of worn statues lies a small, putrid room. It's covered in dead vermin, broken pottery, and broken stone. Hassan had enough light to see, observing the rows of statues, busted and absorbed by time itself. "Was there a painter admitted to thisAsylum? Or Artist?"

sorry forgot to roll (using two since I have millennium puzzle and this fits Ic roll. will use better result)

The member 'Jikan' has done the following action : Spin

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'Dice 100' : 92, 60

i didnt get a chance to roll

The member 'Hassan' has done the following action : Spin

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'Dice 100' : 59

This place was corrupted by sinners who kidnapped people. Worst, it was so corrupted that Illumin himself had to burn down the place to cleanse it, just like with the church. Tempris felt her composer take a slight hit. Chills where running down her spine, not from fear but from the memories that threaten to bubble up.

"Thanks... mom... but like, I seen worst. Some creepy basement is the least of my worries."
Tempris raised her head attempted to salvage the blow on her sanity the lore of the building inflicted onto her. The other reason for this move was because apparently they were suppose to split off into groups. However, it did not seem to to matter as the two new people not want to team up with her. Its not like she cared but she would be lying if she didn't admit to feeling some type of way. Mimi on the other hand did want to team up with Tempris but well... Tempris was already caught in between her own ego and her own worry.

"I don't know Mimi... but I do know that This is just a bad prank and I'm already sick of it. I'm just going to go off own my own. You got Alistair so maybe you two can go. That way we have more people exploring. I'm use to being on my own anyway so... not that I'm really on my own. I still have Illumin watching over me after all."

Tempris gave the woman a smile and then ran off not wanting to wait for a response. If she managed to get out of site, she would fold her arms and tremble as the cold feeling spread across her body. "I really... don't like this place... but I don't want anyone to think I'm just a child whos scared and cant do anything.

The member 'Tempris' has done the following action : Spin

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'Dice 100' : 33

(Adding mine in since everyone has now added their dice roll in.)

The member 'Mimi' has done the following action : Spin

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'Dice 100' : 27

As Karisa drags the man in glasses all over the place, she wonders how her two children are, as well as the two children who seemed close. Karisa and the man go down the hall from downstairs to the left. The hall is filled with dust, dirt, and surprisingly, no graffiti. So far, other than feeling chills, she felt safe with this coward of a man.


Meanwhile. . .


Jikan and Hassan: As the two individuals go downstairs, Hassan went to the right into the Art therapy room, as Jikan continues to go straight down the hall downstairs without realizing of their separation. The pure silence gives no clue as Jikan will realize - looking back, that their way back will no longer put them back to where they once were as it will give them a dead end. Jikan is still safe, yet Hassan's room's ceiling light starts to simply flicker. There are a few easels made of metal are spread apart on each side, in the middle a couple of pottery machines are placed that slowly start to motion, and to the right side of the door once you walk in, one can see many paints alongside the wall. They're empty till the lights shut off for a minute. Coming back on, the pictures have the art of horrid faces and the fears of others. There are many, but if Hassan leaves this room, he will realize that it leads back to an unknown hall with only left or right to go. The stairs he once came from no longer are there as if the house changed its halls and is not lost and alone.


Mimi was abandoned by themselves in the main lobby as Tempris charged off. Mimi was still, the area was quiet as everyone went their own separate ways, mainly in the area below the girl. Which way did Tempris go? No one will know as the house wanted to have its' own fun.

Mimi: The married woman was gone and now it was just Mr. Price and Mimi in the room as he never left. Above Mimi was still the beautiful glass art that was four meters long and two meters long. Suddenly, a crack could be heard by Mimi and Mr. Price. Above the large glass art of faces shatter, falling down towards Mimi. A large shard directly goes straight down into her, but rather or not she moves in time - Mr. Price pushes her out of the way - scarring his cheek as the glass impales the ground where Mimi originally was. In the reflection of the glass, it reveals what would've happened if she wasn't pushed or moved out of the way, her body splitting from the middle. If Mimi looks around, their cat is missing.

Tempris: Going to an unknown direction as they charge to an undetailed way, they find themselves going towards a door that opens enough to reveal a room that first flickers as the lights suddenly shut off, but then a fireplace blazes making the room inviting and warm. From behind a breeze slithers in, freezing like winter's kiss. The door to the fireplace room opens up a little bit more, revealing an office with bookcases on each side of the fireplace and a black office chair, cushioned.


Round 1:

Jikan and Karisa are safe.

Hassan, Mimi, and Tempris lose 25 Sanity.

The member 'Karisa' has done the following action : Spin

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'Dice 100' : 28, 57

Jikan was pleased to hear that Hassan agreed with her earlier thought. Buying a house that was expected to have hundreds of angry souls or a history of people who suffered in it was a bad idea. Liches existed in their world and came to roam the earth for many many reasons...this retched place would be a logical example of such a place of origin. Hassan was with Jikan, the stone faced lady pulling her guild member along the way before allowing him to decide the next direction that they would go. Downstairs was were they both were together, when Hassan then would decide to head right.

However due to her own blunder, Jikan failed to realize her ally moving. Continuing her movement down the hall before realizing that he was no longer alongside her or behind her due to the fading out and trail off of his voice. She would look back to expect a path to return to Hassan to only get...nothing. For the return path she went only gave her a dead end, with no doors to the right that Hassan would have gone. "Oh gosh darn this house. Planning games like some child...". She spoke to herself, it was not like anyone could respond to her anyway.

With a sigh she would return to her original path and continue down the hall for a few minutes before coming to a door on the left corner of another dead end. Opening it and walking in Jikan saw a wide open room. It felt spacious and empty yet was full. It held many paintings that were un-visible to her yet, the faces of them slowly being revealed to her as she moved forward, the blackness of the shadow hanging over them being striped to show their art while the art pieces she passed were once again consumed by their shadow. An abstract tree on a starlight farm, a sketch of a riverbank stream with golden fish jumping out in a splash, and the latest one Jikan came to. A painting on several canvases side by side, the background colors being red, orange, blue, and green; showing the cycle of the tree's life in each piece. Full vibrant leafs of red and orange full of life then green leafs falling off of the branches to the ground in a gentle dance, to another branch empty of anything, to finally one hanging with the buds of something anew.