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Post by CuriousSole on Jan 30, 2024 1:13:00 GMT -4
Diana, who commonly went by the name Dystopia; due to her dark drab colours, conservative style of dress and her undeniably dark outlook on life, found herself stranded as her SUV had just mysteriously died. She attempted to call for assistance, however she could get no cell service, which to her, seemed just past for the course. This prompted the middle-aged woman to leave her vehicle, locking it afterwards and tell down the road until she came upon the mansion. Approaching it she muttered to herself. "If there's a doctor Frankenfurter here, I'm out, I'll just go back to my car a and sleep." She raps upon the door, deciding to not enter, her mind telling at all the horrors probabilities.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 31, 2024 6:53:02 GMT -4
The mansion door creaked open and there stood...a young woman, she looked to be about 30 years or so.
"Hello!" she said cheerfully. "Car break down? No matter. Do come in. We'll call for a mechanic." she said
She ushered Diana into the large foyer of the Mansion, and motioned for her to take a seat in on a cushy couch, then disappeared for a few moments before returning. "The local mechanic says he can't get out until tomorrow, and he's really the only one around. It's okay though...you are more than welcome to spend the night here...I know it's a bit spooky from the outside, but that's honestly just my brother refusing to splash some new paint on the place" she chuckled. "My name is Molli." she said.
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Post by CuriousSole on Feb 1, 2024 0:30:37 GMT -4
"Hi there. Yeah, it just died for whatever reason. Thank you." She replied however her tone held skepticism towards the woman's motives. She did sit on the couch, which she sank into with a sign. "That sucks, but I'm not surprised. So what do I owe you for this hospitality? Surely it's not free."She asks before replying to the comment about paint. " Well he's not Frank N Furter or Leatherface, is he." She asked with a bit of a nervous chuckle. " On a more serious note. Thank you once again, is just been a bit of a shopping night so far. I'm Diana but I prefer to be called Dystopia." She offers politely.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 1, 2024 0:39:01 GMT -4
"Hugo? No he's not any of those movie monsters. He's just a bit eccentric." she said. "Hello, Dystopia. That's an interesting choice of name!" She said. "And no no charge. Cars and this area just don't mix, we've found so we can find you a room. In fact there is a room I've been wanting to check back in on, and I figured we could go there together." she said, making it sound a bit like an adventure.
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Post by CuriousSole on Feb 1, 2024 1:06:30 GMT -4
Chuckles with relief at Molli's response. " That is a relief on the movie monsters. I wanted something memorable and a bit telling, cause I'm fairly certain that is where the world leaders are directing the rest of the world." She said, chuckling a bit more. " You sure about no charge? As for cars and the area, that does explain things and somehow it's not surprising. That sounds pretty swell, thank you. I would like that, I'm still a bit weary wandering around someone's home by myself."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 1, 2024 15:39:16 GMT -4
"Well, then let's go explore, shall we." she said with a smile< taking the woman's hand and leading her out of the small foywer towards a grand staircase up to the second floor.
(Please remind me of any dos and don'ts for your as we gon on this adventure)
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Post by CuriousSole on Feb 1, 2024 18:08:33 GMT -4
"Lead the way." She replies going along with Molli. "So have you and your brother lived here long? Also this place is huge and it looked large on the outside." She asked seeming more relaxed than before.
((The biggest is intelligence loss, female to male transformations, electricity and age play below age of consent. Other than that, I am quite flexible. I prefer not hobo clowns, but not completely against them. If others come up I will make mention of it.))
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Post by CuriousSole on Feb 4, 2024 22:54:02 GMT -4
As they walk down the halls, she looks around. "So does this happen to a lot of people? Their car breaksdown?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 5, 2024 2:23:06 GMT -4
"Yeah, more than you'd think. That and rainstorms that stop people overnight...just depends...but no matter. Yes, we have lived her for...a while. It was our parents before us. Hugo technically owns it, but he lets me and my family live here since its so large." she said.
"Aha...here we...wait." she said. "This isn't right. This door is not what I was expecting." It was painted red and white in stripes like you might see on a circus tent.
"They can't be back." Muttered Molli.
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Post by CuriousSole on Feb 5, 2024 10:01:04 GMT -4
"I don't even know who you would contact to look into that or perhaps it's just luck? Send like a nice enough place to live. So do you rent it out to people?" She continues to ask.
" What a strange door, do you have the circus here? Are they one of the renters?" She asked seeking a bit nervous at the thought of a circus. " They're not going to come bother us are they?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 5, 2024 15:19:10 GMT -4
"Renters? Uh....Sorta." She said. "Pardon me while we take a little detour" she said reaching for the doorknob and opening it.
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Post by CuriousSole on Feb 5, 2024 15:47:32 GMT -4
Raises a brow at the response, giving a slight shrug. "We're going in there?" She gulps, but follows along anyhow. As the door opens, the air is filled with the sweet smell of cotton candy and calliope music with a light dry mist trickling into the hall. "Uh, is this safe?" Diana asks.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 5, 2024 15:53:25 GMT -4
"As long as you are with me you'll be fine." she said with a smile before taking the woman's hand and leading her into the mist.
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Post by CuriousSole on Feb 5, 2024 16:45:27 GMT -4
"Okay." She says, her voice a bit shaky, taking Molli's hand, holding it tight. "I really hope we're not going into a Stephen King novel." As they cross the threshold of the mist, they notice a smoke machine fixed to the ceiling pumping out the mist, the music now quite loud and the door closes behind them, causing Diana to jump and turn quickly; causing her to, one, let go of Molli's hand and, two, fall to the floor snapping the heel off one of her shoes. "Ow! shit! my heel is broken." She says not sounding to be in too much pain, but clearly the tumble was not painless. From within the mist giggling is heard. from at least one source, although possibly more.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 6, 2024 17:08:12 GMT -4
"are you okay?" Molli said as she knelt down to help Dystopia up.
"Molllliiiiiiiiiii" giggled a voice in the distance. "Welcome baccccckkkkkk"
"It's no stephen king novel, but it's...something weird." she admitted, looking to see the door was not only closed but now gone. "Dang it."
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