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10/1/2020 8:55:54 PM
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Through Dreams, Darkly (pt. 2)
Night falls upon the land and wind howls through the mountains, bitter cold against exposed flesh. Within the courtyard before the Witch Queens mansion lies the ruins of a camp. Hide tents, dead fires, and the stiff bodies of men and women from a distant land.
As the new moon rises, the violet runes upon the great doors of the mansion glow brighter. With a hiss and a high pitched ringing, they unseal and slowly swing open. Beyond them lies a small vestibule and another set of doors made from carved white wood. One hangs ajar and wisps of shadowy mists curl around the edges...
[spoiler]Happy Spooky Month. Perfect time for a Haunted House!
Participation in the previous event is not required. You won't be missing out on much, if anything.[/spoiler]
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35 RepliesEdited by Shamrock-74: 10/7/2020 11:22:31 PM[i]It’s bleak, the doors have opened, yet a frozen husk lays still. Days have passed yet the exo succumbed to the bitter cold. Until finally, on the 478 attempted reboot, it awakes. Shamrock-74 begins to wake up, and immediately realizes he needs to get up.[/i] {/HERETIC-OS-STARTUP/} [*BEGIN ATTEMPT 478*] [i]Shamrock-74 in a burst of speed lights up and jolts forward and up.[/i] <“#*How long have I been out?#”> [7 DAYS: 2 HOURS: 34 MINUTES:] [i]Shamrock-74 prepares his weapons and gear, not fully recovered from the frosting of his frame. Walks out of the barren tent, and shuffles his way towards the mansion.[/i] <“%+Better late than never.@*”> [i]Shamrock-74 stows his Crimson shotgun upon his back, and enters the mansion, prepared for the worst.[/i]
