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Abandoned House

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As you walk down through the Forbidden Forest, you see an old, abandoned house. The house looks very creepy. You question whether you should enter this spooky place. As you make your decision, you enter the old, rotting house.

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Abandoned House/Archive 1

Roleplay

"Wanna Go to a Haunted House?" "Sure..."

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Xavi was waiting on the steps, his head leaning against the pole. He was doing something for the Serpents again. He knew it was wrong to involve Donnie in Serpent business, but what Donnie didn't know wasn't going to hurt him. Plus it'd be nice to have someone to kiss converse with.

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
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Donnie Finch-Hatton - sixth year slytherin student • posh boy

- "The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff."
Message Me  - 19:32, July 15, 2018 (UTC)

He has to admit, the owl had been a fun yet confusing find when he'd walked into his bedroom and found the bird perched on his window, but Donnie would be lying if he said he didn't leap at the opportunity to go to a haunted house. He does love exploring, after all. Seeing Xavi's name signed at the bottom also made his heart leap - with anticipation or fear or delight, he couldn't quite tell. It's quite late, the sun sinking behind the clouds and creating long shadows of the trees, and Donnie knows he's at the right place when the house and the boy come into view.
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"Took you long enough," Xavi said as Donnie approached him. He stood up, wearing a lazy, mischievous grin, one usually not found on his face. His stomach jumped at seeing the other boy's face clearly, and he ignored it. Tried to, at least. He nodded towards the door. "Let's go."

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
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Donnie Finch-Hatton - sixth year slytherin student • posh boy

- "The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff."
Message Me  - 20:37, July 15, 2018 (UTC)

Xavi's enthusiasm just makes Donnie's stomach do even more front-flips: he's breakable, okay, so walking into a haunted house will almost definitely end with him either having a heart attack or falling through some rotten floorboards and literally breaking every bone in his lower body. Still, he lets out a huff of amusement and shakes his head as he approaches Xavier, hands burrowed into his pockets and knuckles white. "I genuinely believe you are trying to kill me," he smirks. "First an abandoned mill, now an abandoned house... I've seen the Blair Witch Project, I know where this ends. Me in the corner, having my innards ripped out by some demon."
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He laughed, taking a step on the porch. Naturally, it had to creak, because what abandoned house doesn't have a creaky porch? "You agreed so technically you're helping kill yourself of your own will," he pointed out.

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
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Donnie Finch-Hatton - sixth year slytherin student • posh boy

- "The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff."
Message Me  - 20:59, July 15, 2018 (UTC)

The porch is rotting and musty and Donnie treads carefully as he crosses it. "Very true," he nods in agreement, squinting so he can see Xavi through the dusk, as it isn't dark enough yet for a Lumos to have any real effect. "Is this how you spend your weekends, then? Hanging around abandoned buildings, waiting for death to take you?"

Tessa & Elaine

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Tessa Bellerose - Thief for The Black Parade

-“She wasn't waiting for a knight; she was waiting for a sword.”
Message Me – 15:36, October 1, 2017 (UTC)

She's sitting on the porch, legs dangling over the edge. She's going through the pictures in her phone, since there's not enough signal to support Witchagram, deleting and editing the ones that ought to be deleted and/or fixed. Elaine was supposed to be here a while ago, and Tessa's close to up and leaving if she doesn't show soon. She's wearing sports attire, and her black mask is hanging around her neck.


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Elaine Matthews - owner of the spider's web ✧ dark witch & assassin for hire

- "She was the type of girl the moon chased and the stars wished for."
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Elaine pushed open the door to the abandoned house with an exhale of annoyance. The entire place looked like a breeding ground for germs and a perfect place to get riddled with allergies. She grimaced when her advebturing fingers came back with smudges of dust and dirt. "Tessa," she called out, lacking her usual pep.



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Tessa Bellerose - Thief for The Black Parade

-“She wasn't waiting for a knight; she was waiting for a sword.”
Message Me – 15:36, October 4, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm over here," Tessa says, still outside by the edge of the porch. She quirks a confused eyebrow when she sees Elaine and the expression on her face. She doesn't say anything, though, because if something's bothering Elaine, she'll say it without a doubt. And if she doesn't, Tessa's not gonna bother asking - it's none of her business.


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Elaine Matthews - owner of the spider's web ✧ dark witch & assassin for hire

- "She was the type of girl the moon chased and the stars wished for."
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The voice carried her light through the rotting kitchen and out onto the porch before she peered at Tessa, finally slumping against the wall with a tired yawn. "Hey. What's up?" Elaine began to pool her long brown curls over her right shoulder and peered briefly up at the sky in attempt to pinpoint the time.



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Tessa Bellerose - Thief for The Black Parade

-“She wasn't waiting for a knight; she was waiting for a sword.”
Message Me – 15:47, October 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Aside from the fact I've been waiting for you for ages? Not much," she quips, leveling her an annoyed look. "You told me to meet you here?"


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Elaine Matthews - owner of the spider's web ✧ dark witch & assassin for hire

- "She was the type of girl the moon chased and the stars wished for."
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Elaine allowed a free hand to rub tenderly at her face, her sinuses already causing pain. "Right," she began and then squinted one eye against the sun. "Sorry. I just woke up." The brunette stretched her arms. "We should probably do some training."



Isabel and Mark

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Isabel Castillo-Chambers - Owner of The Spider's Web ✧ Registered Animagus

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
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Isabel quietly led Mark through the forest, weaving quickly through the thick foliage like she had so many times before. This time she had Mark's hand snagged in her own as she dragged him along. The girl hadn't checked to see if he was nervous or if the surrounding area was freaking out. She wanted him to see the abandoned house she had stumbled across. "Look," she breathed softly, her awe evident in her tone. "It's so creepy and cool..."


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Isabel Castillo-Chambers - Owner of The Spider's Web ✧ Registered Animagus

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
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Isabel offered him reassurance in the form of a gentle squeeze of his hand, her bright green eyes flickering over to observe him. "We can head back if you like?" she inquired softly. He was scared and she could smell it from his flesh. She was a little scared too, truthfully. But she had trekked this path so many times now and hadn't run across anything dangerous that she deemed it appropriate to finally show him.


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Isabel Castillo-Chambers - Owner of The Spider's Web ✧ Registered Animagus

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
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"Just stay close to me and don't let go of my hand," she instructed softly and begun to lead him inside, her eyes skimming the darkness. He wouldn't be able to see like she could with her heightened feline senses. The girl finally moved toward what appeared to be a kitchen and raised her hand, grabbing onto some old fabric before tearing it away from the surprisingly large window, sun finally leaking in and lighting up their surroundings. "There. Much better." She finally released his hand.


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Isabel Castillo-Chambers - Owner of The Spider's Web ✧ Registered Animagus

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
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Isabel turned on her heels, hair flying out behind her as she faced him with a huge grin. "Cool, huh?" the girl inquired, her gaze skimming the area. "Could use some cleaning... but it's interesting." She begun to examine the kitchen more. "I wonder why it was left?" She picked up a dinner plate, inspecting it. "It looks as if they just got up and left."


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Isabel Castillo-Chambers - Owner of The Spider's Web ✧ Registered Animagus

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
Message Me

Isabel grinned and moved toward him, feeling a sudden spike of spontaneity as she pressed him up against the wall with her own body. The girl's head tilted to the side, bright green eyes filling with amusement. It was a reaction she wanted from him. The girl moved up close and whispered into his ear. "But the best part... is that we are all alone..."


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Isabel Castillo-Chambers - Owner of The Spider's Web ✧ Registered Animagus

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
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Isabel's smile only faltered a bit and was replaced almost immediately. The girl begun to explore further, suddenly feeling awkward again in his presence. "Hm," she pondered to herself as her finger tips brushed against an old table, picking up dust and leaving a line.