A: Wait.
A: Are you sure you want to leave?
A: If Grea “has no free will” are you not going to make an attempt to save her?
“I can’t help her…I tried. And I don’t want to become like her. I’ll come back when I can make her snap ouf of it.” She walked out of the basement, Grea looking at Andrew. G: “…sorry.”
HaHA!
thats a sad subject!
And i cant be sad!
moves around a pillar or similarly thin object and disappears
(guys im getting overwhelemed now aaa) (i shouldve thought about what i did because im new to rps so)
*The door to exit is shut. The smashed wall seems to have been patched up with clotted blood. There is a smashed magic regeneration potion on the ground.
A: You know what they say. FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION.
he ignores the fool, as strings of blood appear from his hands.
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(music intensifies)
Annebelle picked Abigail up. She rushed towards the door, trying to open it. Before trying to make her way out by breaking the wall.
The strings snare Annebelle, which causes Abigail to drop to the ground. They slowly start pulling her back towards the basement.
She struggled and screamed. G:"…Annebelle…you will understand our cause soon…don’t struggle…it’ll only bring more pain…"
Abigail throws the knife at the blood strings. Some of them are cut and a few are not. However… your magic is running out.
(He diiid drink a potion) Annebelle tugged at the remaining strings, trying to make them break. Grea approached Abigail. G:“She’s getting in the way. She should die.”
A: GAHHHHH
The strings reinforce themselves , ever stronger. Annebelle is plunged into the basement.