[video|virus]

[fearleads]

Uh... can someone tell me where I am? This place sends me shocks. *Her bolts start to spark.* And what's the string for? Is it to repair myself with?

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[thats_brutal]

[grumbles]

How the **** am I supposed to know where you are?

[fearleads]

Sorry! I just figured somebody'd know where this weird-looking town is.

[thats_brutal]

Don't look at me. I'm still... Still trying to figure out how the **** to get home. You got one of these things, too?

[he holds up a hand to show off the red string looped around his finger.]

[fearleads]

Uh-huh. Whoever's haunt this is, I hope they appear so I can figure out what's going on.

[thats_brutal]

I think this's gotta be one of those ****ing virus things.

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel noticed a string on wrist.] Strange. [He tries to take it off but when that fails thuds lightly] Might as well see where this goes..

[Action]

[fearleads]

Hey! *She tugs back.* My arm might come off!

Re: [Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

GAH! [Denzel jumps a bit. He got a tug back and someone spoke] Who's there?!

[Continues to follow the string] What are you doing in my house?!
GET OUT - GAH! THE BRIDE OF FRANKSTIEN

[Action]

[fearleads]

*And she's holding onto her arm so it doesn't get pulled off.* I don't know, I'm just here! Who are you calling the bride of Frankenstein!?

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

You're just here, magically in my room. This must be the work - FAIRY GODPARENTS!

[There's that spazz sorry Frankie. He's really not trying to pull you apart]

Well... Emmm. You?

[Action]

[fearleads]

I thought it was just a virus-- hey! *There goes the arm.* Aww, and I just sewed that back on.

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

... A virus? There's that too. [Screams and passes out. If Frankie needs to drag Denzel she probably can]

[Action]

[fearleads]

Do all normies act like this? *Sigh. Her arm crawls back to her and she starts sewing it back on.*

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

[There are very few things in the universe that can surprise Crocker. One is being one of your limbs becoming detected and you're not severely wounded. However, the arm crawling by itself is not one of those things. Not that he sees that, as Denzel just begins to wake up as Frankie is sewing her arm back on.]

Well.. This is certainly awkward. [It was more the invading my personal bubble and I can't seem to get away then the Bride of Frankenstein.]

Are you sure you're not the Bride of Frankenstein. [Before mumbling] Though 'technically' speaking the monster doesn't have a name and the [tch] scientist is Dr. Frankenstein.

Who are you?!

[Action]

[fearleads]

I'm Dr. Frankenstein's daughter! Frankie! Which I would have explained if you hadn't gone all scary. Of corpse it's awkward, but viruses are just weird like that, right?

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

Ah ha! Oh... Well, excuse me. I may see - fairies! And other magical things around here but rarely do I see the animated dead.

I suppose? This is only my second experience.

Mmmm.. What do about this string...

[Action]

[fearleads]

With a virus?

I tried cutting it already.

Re: [Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

Mmmm. This must be some kind of - MAGICAL STRING! [another slight spazz]

What to do. What to do...

[Action]

[fearleads]

I guess burning it or blowing it up wouldn't work...

Re: [Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Wide eyed. Right common sense] Right then let's try. [errrr] We're going to have to go to the kitchen. [Sorta in his messy messy room at the moment]

[Action]

[fearleads]

Huh? Oh, sure.

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

Follow me. [Denzel will lead Frankie down an old creaky staircase] Watch out for the spiders.

[The kitchen itself looks something from the 1960s however faded with time] Let's see the matches are around here somewhere...

[Action]

[fearleads]

Do you think it'll work?

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

I'm not one to be optimistic.

[Denzel strikes a match and sets it under the string. Nothing.] OW! [Dropping the match onto the floor. Good thing it's titled.]

Well, that didn't work.

Uh, interesting. The string's grown in length since we've came down here.

[Action]

[fearleads]

It might be indestructible.

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

No it can't be! I can't spend my time this close to a person. I'm not a people person!

[Thug! Snip! Crocker is trying everything to break the string but the kitchen sink and shortly afterwards begins to pat.]

Ok... maybe it is indestructible. [If only he could try magic on it..]

What am I suppose to do with you so close to me? [Awkwardness]

[Action]

[fearleads]

I have no idea. But maybe it won't be that bad!

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

Says you!

Gah! look at the time! I need to be at school!

[Action]

[fearleads]

School? I can totally do school!

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

Only if you leave that enthusiastic attuide at the door.

[Action]

[fearleads]

Huh? Why?

Re: [Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

Because I, Mr. Crocker, will not tolerate that kind of attitude in my classroom, ok!?

[defendsearth]

What's the story?

[fearleads]

Basically just that.

[defendsearth]

Ok.. Probably some virus going around.

But where are you? It looks so bright and cheery.

[fearleads]

It's kind of flat, and... the decorations are really weird. *Read: No skulls or coffins.*

[defendsearth]

I'm guessing you're more use to skulls and creepy things you.

[fearleads]

How'd you guess?

[defendsearth]

Just logic based on what you've told me.

If you need help I'll see what I can do.

... Who are you stuck with anyways?