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Mayfield Mods ([personal profile] mayfield_mods) wrote in [community profile] welcome_rpg2012-07-09 03:24 pm
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day 5

[The fifth day doesn't dawn at all. In fact, the sky simply isn't there anymore; the only thing visible if you look up is pure black nothing. Most of the carnival itself is no longer visible, having been blanketed by thick white fog; any attempt to enter said fog will result in your body rapidly disintegrating. The street at least still seems to be intact, but with no way out and the fog slowly creeping in, who knows how long that'll last?

Luckily, it seems like the cavalry has finally arrived.]

(OOC: This marks the last day of the event! Anyone who has won a prize from Mayfield's carnival will be able to access both Mayfield and this area through the funhouse, and will be able to take one person with them on each trip they make. If your character is not rescued by the end of the day, they will be disintegrated by the fog and will wake up the next morning in Mayfield with the standard revival effects. You are free to comment in this post regardless of whether your character signed up for the event.)
then_there_were_none: (oh shit that's a HAND)

[personal profile] then_there_were_none 2012-07-11 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Flandre couldn't help but stiffen when they passed through an intersection of hallways--just like the one she had gone through when the voices hurt her.

She was torn between digging her heels in and rushing ahead, this time.

Remi, Remi--here! The things were here, the hurting things.
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[personal profile] badladyscramble 2012-07-11 08:34 am (UTC)(link)
The hurting things?

[She looks around, not seeing anything... They must have been whatever had spooked Flan into hiding as a bat before she'd found her.]

Well, I'm here this time. I won't let them get to you.