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Post by Nana Shimedzu on Aug 4, 2017 4:45:58 GMT -5
The foyer and the foyer hall, you can’t say these girls weren’t completionists. Time was slowly winding down with each room that the four of them poked around and investigated each room, and it was easy to forget that they were on a bit of a time crunch. Actually, not even “a bit, they were on a serious time crunch for those who didn’t want to die. And so, yet again the four of them had trudged down from whatever room they had just cleared out with being super awesome mega team detectives, and they had moved onto the next one.
The question remained though what did the foyer have to offer? If it had anything, maybe they were just here circling the rug and completely wasting their times because of great detective skills but when things were darkest one had to keep a positive outlook. Somewhere, a voice was ringing out in the distance and was prattling on about nothing in particular. If one had to explain it, it was something about saving regularly and luv.
What a truly odd phenomenon.
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Post by Caelie Ariane on Aug 5, 2017 5:08:58 GMT -5
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Life doesn't discriminate Between the sinners and the saints It takes and it takes and it takes And we keep living anyway We rise and we fall and we break And we make our mistakes And if there's a reason I'm still alive
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[attr="class","box2"] The lights throughout these mansion gave off quite a pleasing ambiance, Caelie had found. Like the ones in this room right here. White against black, as similar as it was to that stupid bear, Caelie still couldn't help but feel a tad fond of it. There's a reason monochrome patterns survived through all these years, and no, it wasn't because of some global conspiracy.
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Post by Admin Hero on Aug 5, 2017 23:07:57 GMT -5
I was a blindfold, never complained
All the survivors singing in the rain
I was the one with the world at my feet
Got us a battle, leave it up to me
Ah the foyer. As the four of you enter, trying desperately to cling to hope, you find...
That the room seems to be exactly the way it was before. Damn it all!
[Room clear!]
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