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Something Wicked This Way Comes.

@MarsAdept @GingerBoi123 @WilsonTurner Have you guys lost interest?

Something Wicked This Way Comes.

Who'll be first to make the next post? :p

The Hallows Inn [CLOSED]

Guys I'm closing this thread to reboot the role play at a later stage. I'm doing this for a number of reasons but mainly because of the size of the role play and the weight it carries being close to my heart means I'd want to be able to put my all into to make as epic a series of sorts as the last one was. You're all welcome to reapply to the reboot when it happens and it could be sooner than we think if I'm able to work on it now but we'll see. I'm probably going to run a few quest style narrative role plays in the meantime, small groups and plot based posting for anyone interested.

It's been great role playing with you all over the short time we did but hope to see you all at the reboot.

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The tickle monster?

On a bright autumn day, Jack found himself outside the house of the most recent victims to the so named "Tickle Monster", a probable serial killer that has drawn a lot of attention in the online community quickly getting many "creepypastas" written inspired by the story and even being named in one local newspaper under the headline "Real Life 'Creepy Pasta' Hits Home". Checking his camera and taking a look around to make sure no nosy neighbors were about to spot him trespassing on a crime scene, Jack Fincher, photojournalist approached the front door and police tape. While he was examining the house he couldn't help but think he'd seen something in the window that then scurried away. Perhaps the perpetrator has returned! He thought, mocking his own paranoia, probably a byproduct of all the reading on the case and associated stories. Jack knew this would be a big one, get it out there first more about the killer or whatever it was and in the meantime document about the scenes and culture growing around the Tickle Monster.

He tried the handle of the front door, although he knew it was locked anyway and didn't disturb the police tape. Jack took another cautious look over his shoulder, making sure no one had spotted him, he made his way around the side of the house, trying the windows he could reach and fit into. It seemed like the house was pretty well locked up, all the doors were locked, including the garage, and all the windows seemed to be too. Jack was about to give up hope and just snap a couple of shots of the house from different angles and write up about something to do with it, A bullshit article showing one of the scenes inspiring the tale... He was disheartened by that thought and then saw a basement window. Smaller than most and probably locked he got down on all fours and tried it. Locked. Something in him told him to try again and when he did with a little more force the window opened. The house had been very secure but whoever locked the place up didn't observe the broken latch in the basement window. He slid in and closed the window as it was behind him, hopping off a box piled under the window onto the basement floor, he was in! Jack took some shots of the basement, there wasn't anything too strange but this could have been the way the perpetrator got through.

After a while of snooping around he found himself on the ground floor, exiting the basement close to the locked front door. Through the tempered glass he could make out the strips of tape going across the door. Turning further into the house he felt drawn to go upstairs before anywhere else.

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Hey guys!

So, it seems like a lot of the original interest has left for this role play. I know I've been lacking in posting myself but not many of how many there were are and there is so little even from the co-GMs. Maybe it's best if this role play is closed and reopened at a later stage? At which point your more than welcome to reapply. I may tweak a couple things here and there to give it more substance before putting it back out so it could be a couple weeks it could be a couple months.

I'll leave it down to a vote what happens anyway guys.

Something Wicked This Way Comes.

Journey so far and second post of IC have been updated. Just so you get a general gist, there's some undead rising from the cemetery and we're going to band together here we could do it out on the street us five agree to go investigate what's going on? Looking forward to your posts.

@GingerBoi123 @MarsAdept @Zorogami @WilsonTurner

P.S. Sorry I didn't get the post up last night, dozed off early again, the heat is making me sleep a lot more aha! Usually I'd be up most of the nights.

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Balian

The ranger had not yet gone up to his room, he knew what to expect a bedroll, a bedpan and if lucky a window, perhaps a desk. Well fed earlier in the evening, consuming his share of meat, bread and ale entertainment was not planned but well provided by the mercenary, a large man winning gold crowns beating all who opposed him in a drinking competition. At some point in the evening he had felt like someone had been watching him but hadn’t been able to pinpoint who with all the other distractions in the inn. He shook it off as harmless. He had noticed that some of those who were in the tavern were certainly not the serfdom or any class of Galloway, others well armed, perhaps adventurers, warriors, a monk and even what seemed to be another ranger, female although Balian was unsure exactly.

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It had grown late and Balian had been on the verge of retiring to his room for the night and awaiting for what tomorrow would bring, when the commotion began. The guards running down the street in force, lighting lanterns, it all seemed so ominous. The tolling of the town bell was when the ranger realized something was wrong although sat quietly still while other patrons began to rush around. Balian checked his quiever, bow, sword and dagger his first thought towards beastmen. Knowing what threat they posed in number began to formulate a plan. Follow the guards, and fight. Running now of course would be wiser in the interest of ones personal safety but he felt lured to the fight, almost bound.

The ranger stood and made his way towards the small group of men crowding around the window facing onto the street, tankards in hand trying to get a glimpse. He attempted to lean over them and look but when this failed ushered them out of the way, one man cursed attempting to start an argument in his drunken state until he saw the weapons at Balian’s disposal. However he hadn’t noticed the patrons rambling, instead he was looking onward down the street, not able to make out much when a second patrol of similarly armed city guardsmen trotted down the street.

“What’s out that way?” He asked one of the other patrons curiously trying to look through the window although a couple of others stood in the now open doorway of the tavern.

“Just the town cemetery, nothing but bones and dirt.” The townsman shook his head and sipped from his tankard. “Apparently built over an ancient burial ground but I’m not sure how much I-” Balian cut him off, thanking him and heading for the doorway pushing his way onto the street.

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@zorogami No hassle, feel better soon!

Also guys I'm going to make that post tonight. Was going to last night but was way too tired aha.

Something Wicked This Way Comes.

Okay guys after MarsAdept posts I'll make some sort of narrative post leading to something giving us a chance to justify bonding together and starting the real story side of the RP.