Ooook KHV went sloooow, I'll post nao ^_^
^_^'' And your relying on me cause? and fine -.-
...make meh >_> [IMG]
>_> she should sleeeep, hopefully i'll at least see her one more time this weekend x3 [IMG] [IMG] [IMG]
hmm, wheres Gabeh? ='3 [IMG] [IMG] [IMG]
looky under it.
T-T nao we cant IM Bear scared of cat! [IMG] ='D Oh lawl [IMG]
Avvy 8/10: Eh, Terra is awesome and the art work is good buts its too bright. Sig 9/10: Much darker yet the colours go well and also the description is a great quote from the end. Quite suitable.
>:3 james bond car. Hmmm....Why are you off facebook?
Deciding that this message needed to be explained he decided to open up the wardrobe, James' hand slowly reached for the rusty handle with its rough surface and brown colour. Swung open, in a second and what was revealed to be was nothing. There was no physical item there so James decided to leave and as he turned away he noticed it. The air, it stinks of a very familiar smell. Blood. He checked the wardrobe again and most of it was covered in dry blood which horrible flies fed on, he obviously didn't notice it since the majority of it was covered and thus it looked like thats how the wardrobe it supposed to look.
tis the moose scareh?
Defence, that is what he needed and he had none for the wardrobe seemed very eerie and unnatural. Why was it placed here? The 1st thing to do was to investigate and he could only do that with the exterior so he surrounded it and scanned it and to James' surprise there was a little message on the bottom right hand corner which looke like it was carved using someones fingernails and all their strength. The message said 'jACk' ...there was no other words.
D00D howz are ya?
Frowning at the fool James moved on to the bedrooms, which there were quite alot of in hopes of information. One particular room, a large royal bedroom with a double bed and purple wallpaper and a wooden floor was completely empty apart from that and a pink wardrobe in the middle of the room.
What about the users that were added after that point?
:3 Lets talk here since you'll be here more.
'The rotting corpses are a nice touch and the cobwebs are nice however the wallpaper and guests-' James looked the figure up and down judging him thoroughly on every bit of his appearance. 'are not. And I am unimportant, as are you. Now kindly move.'
A figure crashed through the window nearby. The shock would of gave James a heart attack, if his heart worked. '...and who are you?' was his reply to the situation
James had passed several unusual rooms, some filled with traps and others empty. It was not a very habital home it seemed
The echoes had given James a sense of anxiety but also some relief. At least there was SOMEONE here, someone to meet and greet and beat. Information would be nice, and although i'm dead, I wouldn't like to find out if it can happen twice. I am unique, James told himself, for this gave him confidence and worth and noone would dare attempt to kill dead people, movies taught them that.
