Betrayal at House on the Hill

[angelcage]

[ You sleep, the ground cold beneath your cheek. The ground is hard as stone, cold marble beneath a fine layer of dust that doesn't come anywhere near acting as a cushion. The dust stirs with your breathing.


>> Wake up ]

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[dendarii]

[ And meanwhile Miles is flopped on the floor with his wrist being tugged along, gasping like a beached fish. He grits his teeth and glares at the maniac. ]

D-do - do something useful! Help her!

[court_chesster]

[making a fuckin' break for it, sorry Scampers]

[angelcage]

[ Scampers is crushed in mordred's hands.

[ The maniac blinks, as if suddenly alerted to the rest of the world, and leaps up, hollering. He Simon, and jumps onto him, trying to pin him. ]

[angelcage]

[ At the last rat being killed, the blood flows from mordred's hands onto the pentagram on the floor.

It glows brightly for a moment, and the lines fade with the brightness.

Simon is released from the house's hold. ]

[angelcage]

[ Though they won't realize this til they return upstairs:

A door has appeared in the entry hall.

The exit.]

[court_chesster]

[That is very enlightening, but will not stop him from trying to shoot the maniac in the face.]

[angelcage]

[ SHOT IN THE FACE, THE MANIAC recoils and rolls on the floor, clutching his bloody face. ]

[withintreason]

[ THIS DOESN'T STOP ME FROM TRYING TO CUT OFF YOUR SHOOTING ARM ]

[dendarii]

[ oh my god mordred please. it hurts to breathe but he still manages to shout: ]

Stop! Stop it already!

[court_chesster]

[Simon fires off another bullet before his arm goes flying.]

[He is screaming rather a lot.]

[withintreason]

There, now just scream for me quietly while I take your head, alright --!!?

[dendarii]

[ OKAY FUCK THIS he's getting up enough to try tackling mordred, shattered shoulder and all ]

[court_chesster]

[Meanwhile, Simon is diving for his gun.]

[withintreason]

[ YOU'RE SO TINY

BUT BIG ENOUGH TO STOP ME ]

Stop getting in my way, dwarf ---!

[dendarii]

[ good thing you're short too mordred

Miles grits his teeth and clings stubbornly. ]

I will not! Stop trying to fucking murder people!

[withintreason]

Murder people!? Just so you know, since you've apparently been asleep this entire time, this fucker is the one who attacked us! He's the one who would have murdered everyone otherwise!

[court_chesster]

[Frantically pulling the gun out of his own fingers.]

[Still doing a lot of yelling, honestly.]

[dendarii]

The rats are all dead! It's done, whatever the hell this is!

[withintreason]

The rats weren't the ones holding that gun, you imbecile! The rats didn't lead this!

[court_chesster]

[And indeed, the rats aren't the one shooting at you again.]

[withintreason]

[ lmao fuck

i guess i'm fucking shot now ]

--- you idiot . . .

[court_chesster]

[There aren't any more bullets, but he just keeps on pulling the trigger. Click click click click click click click click click click.]

[withintreason]

[ lmao lmao lmao

falls. to one knee. that's all you get from her

but she's going to drag herself to you now

you fucker

guess what




swords don't run out of bullets ]

[court_chesster]

[jeez simon

it's nothing to lose your head over]

[dendarii]

[ for fuck's sake

well miles can't help that. He goes slack against his side of the handcuffs, so much deadweight. His breathing is getting wetter by the second. ]

Hope you're - hope you're pleased with yourself.