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[Mafia] Witch Trip
> She decides to find where the voice is coming from (June)

All you do is wear yourself out trying to find the voice.

Brat! I am everywhere in Blackmoon Forest. You will only waste your time.
I like bananas. They're yellow.
Meanwhile Delilah is just going to...

>make a little fireball and light that campfire
Stupid doomed timeline...
The witch has burned 300 years ago.
300 years ago.
Salem.
She was accused around the same time as usss... 
The voices whispered. Abigail swallowed her throat and stared at the sky, now knowing that the witch is here in spirit.
"Well, just take me already! I'd been suffering for centuries for my sins and now my time has come!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.
A young woman with white hair tied in a bun looks to the voice, cigarette in mouth. [color=lavender] "Jokes on you, I'm already wasting my time. Now, what are you people trying to do?" [/glow]

She seems to have just caught up with the rest of the group. Looks like she didn't care to tag along. Or maybe I was busy for the past two hours. Who knows.


and i may not be loved
but they'll always recall my name
out on the streets, but i do what i gotta do


"Why were we ever brought here...Not by you, I mean. By that malaka of a guide." Quinarva scraped her hoof om the dirt. Seriously, Agatha had done this with several groups of mortals and no eyebrows were ever raised?!
If you hear about someone putting characters through intense despair and misery, then that someone is probably me.
"Probably in an attempt to appease the spirit, duh. Miss ghost gets a sacrifice, that guide gets power. So...what's your price, miss whatever ghost?"


and i may not be loved
but they'll always recall my name
out on the streets, but i do what i gotta do


>pray that you can still walk and try to cross the bridge again
"...The guide is dead." She looked at the white-bunned woman confusedly.
If you hear about someone putting characters through intense despair and misery, then that someone is probably me.
Look, not in the mood to argue with you this iteration witch person who has a sad pre-martyngalian backstory. This is what, the... Luki help me out here how many times have we done this?

I'm not counting. Who cares, we do it as many times as we want, and then at some point we click again back home and go to... fuck, which of ours is it the hatching day of?

The younger one I think. Point is, I don't need to prove myself to someone who time isn't on the side of.
I am the They who says it!
>make a little fireball and light that campfire (Delilah)

Perfectly made campfire, all nice and toasty. Whether you want to gather around to stay warm, cook marshmallows (if you have any) or just sing campfire songs, you have made the perfect fire for it.

To Quinarva

As if I have use for these humans? They are all nothing to me. They were nothing to me 300 years ago and nothing has changed since then. They are all fools, all like puppets who are easy to manipulate. The guide was just like most of you, ignorant of what has been said here, not believing the truth of the fates of those who trespassed here. He had simply thought he could venture down here and come back as if nothing happened.

To Abby

No, it is not that simple. You will die here, but your death will not be immediate. It will be by three of you here. My ghosts have possessed three of you here and they will kill you all. But maybe you can save everyone if you use your abilities I have given a few of you. I am willing to give you a fighting chance.

To Xue

I only want one thing. That is our lives and to have your bodies rotting into the Earth, your souls all part of the collection of those who have died here over the years.
I like bananas. They're yellow.
"...Suppose the three fail to kill everyone. What happens to the survivors?" Honestly Agatha was probably just going to kill whoever remained herself, but she thought she'd ask anyway.
If you hear about someone putting characters through intense despair and misery, then that someone is probably me.
>pray that you can still walk and try to cross the bridge again (Susan)

You make it half-way, but have to rest because of your injury.
I like bananas. They're yellow.
(06-21-2022, 01:23:25 AM)Matthew Wrote: Just like most people I have met here. Skeptical of which they do not understand. Believing that if they do not see it, it means it does not exist. If you must know, I have caused the quake on the cliff to bring you all to me. I have no use for your guide, but you and everyone else will make for some riveting entertainment.

“Well, if you are real, Miss “Spooky Witch”, what's in it for you if you kill us?”
"Hm. Will you accept someone else? I can lure some asshole in for you, trust me, totally." Whether she's being sincere or just fucking with the ghost is unknowable; she seems always pissed off. She looks at Quinivera. "This place fucking smells like ghost everywhere, lady. Got distracted, how was I supposed to know that guide died?"


and i may not be loved
but they'll always recall my name
out on the streets, but i do what i gotta do


"I'm just going to tend to the fire, it seems like going too far in any direction is a worse idea than just being here in the first place. Anyone want to join me?"
Stupid doomed timeline...
Without looking, Xue throws a red ball towards the direction of the campfire. As it stops, a large, hedgehog like creature with purple flame pops out, helping the fire.

"You're welcome."


and i may not be loved
but they'll always recall my name
out on the streets, but i do what i gotta do


"Who died?"
All of a sudden, someone comes stumbling out of the forest. A brown-skinned, red-haired teen who is wearing what appears to be the uniform of some pizza delivery joint. Accordingly, he was also holding a pizza box.
noodle doodle do

and here's my character list!
Death will be the same fate for you all.

Don't be so sure, I have a feeling your days here will be numbered, spirit.

Everyone turns around to find a dark-skinned man with a white jacket, blue sweater and dark pants.

[Image: sheppard.png]
I like bananas. They're yellow.
...Brenna probably roped some of our friends into this, planned it for weeks and have a script, and put up speakers and pyrotechnics all around the place. I bet the guide wasn't actually killed either, it's just some effect. Some real Blair Witch Project stuff.

...Bet some of you, at least, are actors, too!
Murdergames Characters
Frankie * Dr. Ruby Ramirez * Solanacae Bakersby * Sam BlackSelen(ium) * Reina Schultz * Dr. Francine "Frankie" Frankenstein * Lotta Schadenfreude

Need a bigger bookshelf? Join me in The Library.
"Because we all saw his body and...Just how recently did you join us?" Still, Quinarva was with Xue on appeasing the ghost. Any so-called mythical creature could be appeased. She knew that better than anyone.
If you hear about someone putting characters through intense despair and misery, then that someone is probably me.
Abigail sighed. She'll have to suffer more before she could embrace death.
She then notices the two new people who showed up.
"Who are you?" She asked them.
“Riveting. . Entertainment,” the canine professor echoed. “You think of people dying as nothing more than a source of joy? That's quite cold of you.”
silver dollar, black smoke in my eyes
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed
"Ten seconds ago, shithead." She then looks to the new man. "Oh, let me guess. You're some dark knight here to fight this annoying ghost thing. Hurry up, then."


and i may not be loved
but they'll always recall my name
out on the streets, but i do what i gotta do


Quinarva lowered her brows. "You had a chance to escape this, or at least try to get help when the rest of us fell, but you jumped down here with us anyway."
If you hear about someone putting characters through intense despair and misery, then that someone is probably me.
To June:

It is simple really. You will no longer defile my forest and you will be among the souls I will torture forever.

To Xue

No, you and everyone else here will be enough entertainment for me.

I'm Gene Sheppard, he says in quite the soft-spoken voice. I'm something of a psychic and outdoorsman. I've come down here because I believed the stories and I see that they are all true indeed. We are in the presence of a monster.
I like bananas. They're yellow.


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