GHOST HUNT (the Prequel)

[copyrights]

Who: YOU
Where: THE GAME TOWER
When: NOW!!!

[You arrive to the game tower where today, the atmosphere seems to be quite s~p~o~o~k~y. Fog seems to cover the entire floor area and any visible area of the tower is covered by things like (fake) spiderwebs and also (fake) spiders hanging around in (fake) trees.

It would probably feel a little more spookier if it wasn't for the fact that music is blaring throughout the tower. Someone is a host today, but it's impossible to tell whom considering they're covered in a white sheet with holes cut out for eyes.

Until they talk anyway.]

I GOT A ★~★~PROMOTION~★~★

To host the greatest haunted house party that you can imagine!! But w-w-w-wait, haunted houses are s-scary! I don't wanna make you guys get too scared so we'll start small . . .

Small . . . tiny . . . miniscule . . .

It's still gonna be dangerous though!! Ghosts are PRETTY uncontrollable, ya know~? I've seen SAWoleen XVI, I know how it goes!!

Comments

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[in the ghost zone, toeing at his corpse]

Is it just me, or do these fucking things not look right?

[inspiteful]

[ Skylark looks perfectly fine, for what it's worth, he's also kind of just looking at Valor's corpse like, well shit. ]

Yeah, figures some groups weren't so lucky.

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[he knows Lark can't hear him but he responds anyway]

Eh, it wasn't that bad. Nice and quick, you know?

[inspiteful]

[ He's also going to look to Hades and,

Hm,,, ]

What the fuck happened exactly.

[carrionmywaywardsun]

Oh, you know. Ghost stuff.

[throws a spider at his head]

1/2

[inspiteful]

[ It bounces off his head.

There's a beat. ]

[inspiteful]

I swear to fucking gods if you followed me out here --

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[lmaooo

throws another spider at him]

[inspiteful]

[ This time he catches it! ]

Going to need to making a salt circle --

[carrionmywaywardsun]

Shit, you should totally do that. I wanna know if I can cross it.

[inspiteful]

[ Actually, that bastard of a ghost did just blow salt back in his face when he salted the window, but at this point Skylark is just feeling petty. It is probably extremely unwise to be petty given ghosts and all, but no one ever said he was a paragon of wise decisions at literally all times.

Less pettily, still worth testing if a proper salt circle works, he supposes. So he's making a circle of salt around himself with whatever he had left from the adventure. ]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[for a few moments, nothing happens

...

...

...

and then he throws salt in Lark's face]

1/2

[inspiteful]

Ah, I see.

[inspiteful]

[ He's just wordlessly flipping the bird, now. ]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[starts nudging the salt around the floor into a shape]

[inspiteful]

[...Raising an eyebrow. ]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[it takes a while because gently throwing salt around take a long time

but eventually the salt forms the clear shape of...

a hand throwing him the bird]

[inspiteful]

Oh good, the feeling mutual.

[carrionmywaywardsun]

I don't know what you fucking expected, kid.

[inspiteful]

[ Not much, actually. He's just gonna like, sit down here for a moment to get the sulking out of his system for a bit. Even throw back one of the fake spiders, though he does in that half-hearted way of knowing he absolutely ain't hitting anything, it's just the gesture that counts.

...Is he going to end up seeing more dead bodies... (yes) ]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[sits down and throws the fake spider back at his face :>]

[inspiteful]

[ He's catching it again! His reflexes are better than you might expect, actually.

And he's just throwing it back. Why the fuck is he doing this, he doesn't get it either, maybe it's just Resignation. ]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

Well, this is boring. Come on, do something.

[inspiteful]

[ His lying down on his back on the floor because he can afford to have less dignity for a minute or two, that's what he's doing Crow. ]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[SIGH. everyone is so boring after taking a few spiders to the head, smh. he'll go look for someone else to bother.]