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Post by Valentina Rossi on Aug 4, 2017 22:51:38 GMT -5
[attr=class,mbox] Running up the stairs in a conga line of cocaine, Valentina and the others stumbled onto the second floor of the main area. With their minds flooding with information, the all ran into each other trying to split up and search for clues. This was a complete disaster of an investigation. "Okay. If anyone asks, we were not on cocaine. We were just too shocked from the dead body. That way, nobody can really blame us for not finding anything? Deal?" She extended her hand out to a reflection of herself in a vase. Disagreeing on it's fundamental views, she threw it against the wall. | |
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Post by Admin Hero on Aug 4, 2017 23:30:25 GMT -5
*doo doo doo, pretend I have chiv's cute code here*
There are those who'll tell you you're wrong.
They will try to to silence your song,
but right here is where you belong,
so don't search anymore....
As you enter the Main Area, a couple things catch your eye.
It seems there's a dent on the right hand wall...
...and some weird doll peering at you.
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Post by Valentina Rossi on Aug 4, 2017 23:35:11 GMT -5
[attr=class,mbox] "Huh. I'm pretty sure I didn't do that den...OH WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" They all looked towards the creepy doll. "It's creeping me out. Let's get the FUCK outta here!" It seems the cocaine had some paranoia fuel mixed in... | |
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