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Bravesprout
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Post by toto on Apr 28, 2016 9:46:44 GMT
>Tocsin: Open.
>Grandiose: Haunt.
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Post by coffee on Apr 29, 2016 0:30:41 GMT
> Tocsin: open jar
> Grandiose: keep Mayo asleep by spouting on about the several intricate layers of ghost eating etiquette
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Post by hargleblargleboo on Apr 29, 2016 9:39:54 GMT
 Alright. The jobs are settled.
 Teamwork has always served them in their favor. Nothing has really ever gotten in the way for these ghosts. After all, What're Boo Brothers for?
 While that is a highly questionable act for Grandiose to perform, Tocsin seems to have no shame at all for doing his own job... Ehhh. Screw it. The blue ghost is dead anyway. Woo Woo WOO!
 Oh! Look at that! Is the ghost hunter finally waking up?
 OH-
Oh my god. The horror... The TERROR. The horrible memories of molded dairy goods and that horrible restaurant are flooding back into Mayohopper's head! This is just-
 Ah, ah, ah, Mr. Ghost Hunter.
I see it in your mortal eyeballs.
You seem famished!
Heh! This upbringing reminds me of a lecture I told the other morning!
You must know! It'll sooth you into your slumber again... Are you aware of the diverse ways ghosts can feast and gorge on sustenance?
Why, it's almost frightening!
First, there is the energy of humans!
Oh yes! Mm mm mm!
But that delicacy is only available to certain ghosts with the ability to suck out other souls!
I've heard that it is quite scrumptious!
Oh, and did you know of the ghostly tendencies of Spirit Cannibalism?
This is mostly exclusive to our gods in Avtallva, however-
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on Apr 29, 2016 12:07:16 GMT
>PURE WISDOM: Open up a jar of whoop-ass and serve these hungry ghosts a heaping helping.
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Post by Neptz on Apr 29, 2016 17:08:50 GMT
>Ghost Hunter: Have a dream about ghosts.
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Post by hargleblargleboo on Apr 30, 2016 0:10:59 GMT
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Post by Sharkalien on Apr 30, 2016 0:50:53 GMT
>Pure Wisdom: Think of poor Mr. Mayohopper
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Post by eerr on Apr 30, 2016 1:21:28 GMT
>Tocsin: Suffer the consequences of dealing irrationally with the embodiment of wisdom.
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Post by hargleblargleboo on Apr 30, 2016 3:38:52 GMT
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Post by eerr on Apr 30, 2016 4:59:11 GMT
>In a flashback, tell Sir Mayo Hopper how to open a jar.
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Post by Sharkalien on Apr 30, 2016 7:05:41 GMT
>Tickle his nose with a feather to wake him up
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on Apr 30, 2016 16:54:00 GMT
>Peck at him a bit. The idiot's a sound sleeper.
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Post by hargleblargleboo on Apr 30, 2016 22:58:06 GMT
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on Apr 30, 2016 23:02:08 GMT
Tocsin: Flip the fuck out.
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Post by hargleblargleboo on May 1, 2016 0:03:57 GMT
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on May 1, 2016 0:12:27 GMT
>You are now in the Wine Cellar. Casually pass by KID from the Wínd forum adventure.
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Post by hargleblargleboo on May 1, 2016 1:27:48 GMT
>You are now in the Wine Cellar. Casually pass by KID from the Wínd forum adventure.
Mayohopper and Sapience pass by a KID that is most likely on a more interesting adventure. Considering how busy both of them are, Mayohopper gives the KID and his guide a friendly little wave as Sapience's eyes wonder all around the room.
Mayohopper and Sapience are now in the badly-drawn Wine Cellar! Mayohopper has never actually seen one of these before. It's quite eye-opening! Think the shoes are in here? |
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on May 1, 2016 3:51:04 GMT
Better check every bottle. Juuuuuust in case. I'm sure Sapience agrees.
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Post by Sharkalien on May 1, 2016 4:55:40 GMT
>Move a bottle just the right way to reveal a secret entrance behind one of the wine racks
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Post by coffee on May 3, 2016 2:29:26 GMT
> Make a catastrophic domino-like crash with all of the shelves
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Post by hargleblargleboo on May 4, 2016 22:14:32 GMT
Better check every bottle. Juuuuuust in case. I'm sure Sapience agrees.
Let us consult Sapience on these choices...
Certainly don't play dominoes now. If there are any more hostile ghosts, they could hear Mayohopper! The wisdom concludes that her keeper should check every single bottle in this smelly old cellar.Every. Single. One.Just don't drink it! Ehugh... Why would he? There could be age-old green slop in here for all he cared! Besides, fancy wine wasn't exactly his thing. If he ever wanted a great beverage to sip on in situations fit for the after-party of a royal symphony, he'd just gulp down sweet cranberry juice boxes. Those were high quality. Why, back in his evil laboratory in Sweden, he would- *Click!* What's this?...Meanwhile, a bitter ghost rants to his Boo Bro about birds...
 Like...look, Toc.
Do you ever just...see a bird just...flying?
You know, it's just squawking away at nothing, and then it lands on the ground, yes?
You do a harmless thing like, haunt dreams or talk about eating etiquette... It sees you as a threat because you're too close to its eggs, even if you aren't actually anywhere close to them???
Then, they proceed to peck off piece after piece of you like you're some sort of tasty blueberry cheesecake in retaliation for its egg!?!?
Where and what is your damn egg!?!?
Was it the ghost hunter!?!?
OH! Sorry!! I so didn't mean to make it crack!
That guy might as well be an egg! Have you seen his complexion!?!?
By the way, if I somehow am a damned blueberry cheesecake to birds,
SCREW IT!!
WELCOME TO THE GHOULISH CHEESECAKE FACTORY, YOU BOZOS!!
FEAST UPON THE EMBARRASSED AND CRUMBLY BLUE LAGOON-COLORED DESSERT FROM THE DEVIL'S OVEN!
HAVE AT IT!
I DARE THEM!!!
Needless to say that Grandiose was still very stressed out. Tocsin was doing his best to listen and calm him down. |
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Post by The Paradoxical Insurgent on May 5, 2016 0:53:13 GMT
>Tocsin: Shoosh-pap your moirail Boo Bro
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Post by hargleblargleboo on May 5, 2016 7:46:02 GMT
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Post by hargleblargleboo on May 7, 2016 20:34:17 GMT
You are a professional. A bit of a silly one, but experienced nonetheless. Never doubt that.
There are always going to be surprises on every corner. The spirit world is a feisty place, and by the great Scahbahlabahgus, you'll see to it that you will survive every time you encounter it or its residents.
After all, a professional needs to be reminded of the dangers and risks of his job every now and then. That's why it's also a good idea to have a partner with you when you can. Although this job reminds you that you will eventually pass one day, that still doesn't hold you back.
You want to keep your spirits up for as long as you can.
Anywho... Wow! A room with better light! Looks to be a storage room! There are even some boxes lying around. It wouldn't hurt to go snooping for more things on your journey...
Mr. Sir Mayohopper picks up one of the boxes. This particular one isn't that heavy, but Sapience assures him that something is snug inside it. He opens the box to find...
A MAP OF THE FIRST FLOOR! This should really come in handy for looking around this old house, even if it's just a little section of it. Mayohopper is eager to see where he is!
He- oh. Oh. What in the devil?... What happened to it!? It's full of pink smudges and scribbles. On top of that, some of the pink scribbles are written in Gobbledygook. Darn it! Mayohopper can't read that! He can barely make out some of the green text, too. How about flipping to the back? How would that fair?
Umm...wow.
Anyways, where on the map should he go to?...
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Post by Sharkalien on May 7, 2016 22:29:48 GMT
>The kitchen. Ghost huntin' calls for a full stomach
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