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Personally, I think I'll go with the running away forever option. *sigh*
Let's get it overwith then...*tips baseball cap down for the thousanth time and slowly walks to the house, mostly being dragged by you* |
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*pats self on head*
Gotta love the hat, gotta love it... And I wasn't the only one screaming at this house, so I wouldn't be talking, missy. *marches in the house boldly, just looking a little nervous* Well, what are you waiting for? You coming, or what? |
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Oh, so now you are gonna be all brave, huh?
*Takes hat off head and stomps on it* We all have to face battles in life. Seeing how you are so brave about this, and how my battle right now is getting in, waiting for the rain to stop, and getting out, you can go through a battle with me. Want your hat now? *Dusts off old picture* Wow. Look at this lady. She is so beautiful and...elegant. Wait, did those eyes just move? Um....um....I think this place is haunted. |
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Hey! That's my hat!!!!
*reaches down on floor for crumpled hat and dusts it off, then places firmly back on head* Let's go into a different room - before anything tries to grab us. *shakes aside a dusty green curtain and continues into what looks like some sort of dining room* |
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I thought you were gonna live without your hat.
Woah. Looks like whoever was here first never finished their dinner. Look at this mousse...it is all...green, and white. Look at that mold. I wonder how old this place is. Well, at least we are out of the rain, and there is nothing to grab us in here...I think. |
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Ugh! That's so gross! There are bugs crawling all over this rotting apple pie. Looks like nobody's been here in centuries... Maybe we should go to a di-different room. You know, just to erm...um...get familiar with the house.
Did you hear that??? |