Peppersalt43
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ALTERNATE TITLE: THE JUMPSCARE JIVE
And so begins my contribution to the Horror Street saga and what better way than to start with a bang!
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Legends have been told about the derelict mansion upon the hill that casts a blanket of darkness over the town. The history of the house itself is virtually unknown and even the town's oldest residents cannot remember the mansion's origin. As for its interior, nobody returned to tell the tale though rumors spread as they often do. Some tell of horrifying monsters of all shapes and sizes, bringing upon a frightful death upon those who encountered them, others tell of a secret organization inhabiting its walls, and less credible ones tell of a great event that may occur should one manage to traverse through the twisted halls of the mansion
Of course, nobody has managed that yet though the concept was quite intriguing for Old Malak
You see, rifts had begun to form throughout the multiverse, bringing many horrific and evil beings together. Fights occurred, it's human nature of course though only time could tell when they may unite or worse, if a strong enough being may emerge to lead them. It was imperative that Malak came out on top and this mansion should offer him the means to do so.
He adjusted his tie and walked through the door, being met by a pristine yet dimly lit stone room though that wasn't the most remarkable thing there. In the middle of the room, a ghastly child floated, her appearance quite innocent though the demon knew better than to be deceived.
"A specter? I've had enough mortal souls persisting after death for this to surprise me..." Malak thought Scornfully
"Hello, I am Spooky! And this is my home. Can you humble player make it through a thousand rooms? Can you find what lies at the end? Or is there even an end? Cuz I don't really know. Anyway, just... just go," Spooky greeted before phasing through the ceiling.
As Malak took a step up the stairs, a cardboard cutout slammed onto his face. Malak sighed, an eternal glare on his face as he glanced up at the ghost and simply walked up the stairs, not giving it a second thought... resulting in a cardboard cutout slamming into his face, which only served to infuriate the ancient demon "Pop-up scares and party tricks?! This is why I came to this mansion?!" He thought quickly in rage before swiftly collecting himself in silence, there would be time to torment the one responsible later..."
"Find the specter and bring her to me, I do not care what you have to do, make it happen!" He snapped, two portals appearing beside him that spat out several different kinds of monsters, from monkeys to golden statues to living duckies, Malak had no problem using his minions to deal with this problem for him, but if they took to long, he'd have to handle this himself...
Of course, nobody has managed that yet though the concept was quite intriguing for Old Malak
You see, rifts had begun to form throughout the multiverse, bringing many horrific and evil beings together. Fights occurred, it's human nature of course though only time could tell when they may unite or worse, if a strong enough being may emerge to lead them. It was imperative that Malak came out on top and this mansion should offer him the means to do so.
He adjusted his tie and walked through the door, being met by a pristine yet dimly lit stone room though that wasn't the most remarkable thing there. In the middle of the room, a ghastly child floated, her appearance quite innocent though the demon knew better than to be deceived.
"A specter? I've had enough mortal souls persisting after death for this to surprise me..." Malak thought Scornfully
"Hello, I am Spooky! And this is my home. Can you humble player make it through a thousand rooms? Can you find what lies at the end? Or is there even an end? Cuz I don't really know. Anyway, just... just go," Spooky greeted before phasing through the ceiling.
As Malak took a step up the stairs, a cardboard cutout slammed onto his face. Malak sighed, an eternal glare on his face as he glanced up at the ghost and simply walked up the stairs, not giving it a second thought... resulting in a cardboard cutout slamming into his face, which only served to infuriate the ancient demon "Pop-up scares and party tricks?! This is why I came to this mansion?!" He thought quickly in rage before swiftly collecting himself in silence, there would be time to torment the one responsible later..."
"Find the specter and bring her to me, I do not care what you have to do, make it happen!" He snapped, two portals appearing beside him that spat out several different kinds of monsters, from monkeys to golden statues to living duckies, Malak had no problem using his minions to deal with this problem for him, but if they took to long, he'd have to handle this himself...
- Speed equalized
- Place Located in: The Mansion
- Starting range: 100 meters with no line of sight
- Win via anything!!
- The Mansion's Host : 0
- The Demon : 7
- Incon : 0
VS
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