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thearena2013-04-07 02:10 pm
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Welcome! Foolish Mortals, to the haunted mansion, I am your host, your ghost host. (OPEN)
Who: Parker and OPEN
What: Parker's been living in the Haunted Mansion. Careful of any traps.
Where: Just off NO Square, Haunted Mansion
When: Very late week three
Warnings/Notes: Well, it's Parker, so warnings are likely to come. Also, there may be blades in those oranges.
Parker's been busy. Even if anyone wanted to get this ride restarted, they couldn't. Much of the mechanics, metal cables, pulleys, have been pulled out, and used to booby trap the doors. Not that Parker's needed doors. No, she's been living in the upper eaves, using the windows at the very, very top, to come and go. Climbing through windows is Parker's preferred method of coming and going. She has jury-rigged a harness to make climbing easier.
She tried sleeping in the coffin the first night, but discovered how awful the spider bites are. It's easier to control the pests, cats and rats, in the eaves.
Parker's been out at night for oranges, and has chowed down on a couple of rats that got too close. She's not been hungry much, this Hunger Games.
She's kept an eye out for those she knows, but hasn't seen anyone, as of yet. She's all prepared for Eliot, if he wanders by. Either way, Parker is watching, and sees this area as hers: likely not the best idea.
What: Parker's been living in the Haunted Mansion. Careful of any traps.
Where: Just off NO Square, Haunted Mansion
When: Very late week three
Warnings/Notes: Well, it's Parker, so warnings are likely to come. Also, there may be blades in those oranges.
Parker's been busy. Even if anyone wanted to get this ride restarted, they couldn't. Much of the mechanics, metal cables, pulleys, have been pulled out, and used to booby trap the doors. Not that Parker's needed doors. No, she's been living in the upper eaves, using the windows at the very, very top, to come and go. Climbing through windows is Parker's preferred method of coming and going. She has jury-rigged a harness to make climbing easier.
She tried sleeping in the coffin the first night, but discovered how awful the spider bites are. It's easier to control the pests, cats and rats, in the eaves.
Parker's been out at night for oranges, and has chowed down on a couple of rats that got too close. She's not been hungry much, this Hunger Games.
She's kept an eye out for those she knows, but hasn't seen anyone, as of yet. She's all prepared for Eliot, if he wanders by. Either way, Parker is watching, and sees this area as hers: likely not the best idea.
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Parker hears the knock, and peeks over the roof line.
If he tries opening the door, he might here the sound of a chain clinking, as it pulls back one of the busts she's liberated, and using as pendulum, meant to whack into someone's head.
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"Whoa, shawty! Why you trying to bust my moneymaker?"
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"Didn't invite you in, fooooooolish mortal."
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There won't be another obstacle, until he heads down the slope -- definitely more obvious when not in a moving ride -- toward the end of the foyer. At that point, one of the threads used to hold things in the air, almost invisible to the naked eye, at ankle level.
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"That's bull, ghosts is some fake-ass fronting."
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Six feet in front of the tripwire is a puddle of oil. This is more for Parker's amusement than actual injury.
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"Uhhhh, people are trying to kill each other." Definitely hit in the head, is the only conclusion Parker can reach.
If he makes it into the stretch room, the 'earthly remains' of a ghost might fall from the ceiling. It's really some material and a weight, but it'd hurt.
"Not planning to die."
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The neat recovery has her narrowing her eyes, and moving even farther into the shadows. This one could be dangerous. Normal people don't recover so quickly.
"Don't kill me, won't kill you."
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And then Punchy laughs. Imagine finding a boo in a haunted mansion.
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One thing to make clear, "And my name's Parker." It annoys her that she can't use an alias. Her name and face is plastered everywhere in the stupid capital.
"And that's what we're supposed to do." The way she stresses it, Parker makes it clear she doesn't often do as she's supposed to.
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And he leans against the rail of the staircase, as if to say he isn't going anywhere.
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"This is the Haunted Mansion, but no boos." Pause. Suddenly there's a giggle-snort. She gets the joke.
"Why Punchy?" After a moment's levity, she's back on target, wanting to know how a man with such reflexes, both got here, and why.
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"Not Mr. Punchy. Eliot's Mr. Punchy."
Likely not something Eliot will enjoy getting out there, but now it is for all to hear.
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"This is mine. Been here the whole time."
As all of the traps haven't been set off yet, she's still feeling very secure.
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"He's --" see, feelings are the hardest thing ever. "He's Hardison. Important."
"Part of the team."
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"Have Eliot."
Now anything starting with Eliot is a good team in the making.