The item thread

You are a ghostpuncher, a famous paranormal exterminator. You are looking for Dracula, I mean the boogeyman, I mean dracula to kill with your flashlight.

((Oh, I have a good one for this, but it will have to wait till after my classes.))

((Okay, well come back soon.))

((I lied. I was able to finish it before I had to leave.))



((I'm gonna have so much fun with the flashlight!))

You see the boogeyman, err dracula, but before you can kill him, he races farther down into the dark. You hear the sound of a gunshot, and then a cat in pain.

((Won't be posting for a while, watching all of the old Batman cartoons.))

((that's cool))

((I forgot that Poison Ivy tried to kill Harvey Dent))

((Interesting. I like the old justice league, before hawk girl and everything. JLA was great, but I can't remember a darn thing.))

I readied myself for the big fight, I look over and you continue to steal drinks, your gullet bursting at the seams. I walk up to you and scold you for your incompetence on the field of battle. Then we enter the freezer.

I walk through the house, trying to reach the sound of the gunshot. I figure if someone is around, they may know more about this vampiric villain.

The acid and grease land of my face, burning my horribly. I run screaming off the side of the pirate air ship and plummet to my death. Well actually, i was lucky enough to snag the parachute with my arm as i turned to run. It catches the air as i fall and saves me from certain destruction. I land on the ground, reeling in pain. I roll around, clutching my burning face for a few hours before i fall into a fitful sleep. I dream of a magical world full of orange flowers and saltwater taffy. However, this beautiful land is soon flooded by an eerie blue-purple liquid. As it reaches my mouth i wake up, in pain once again. I drag my feet across the desolate land i landed in, holding my face. My movements mimic those of a zombie, along with my groans. The disfigured face doesnt help much either. I enter a small villiage, but am promptly driven off by angry villagers. I realize i am hated by all in the world, and swear rend the face of every last human on this earth. I take out my trusty parachuting knife, don my Lucky Parachute as a cloak, and return to the village to enact my vengeance.

((Sounds like X))

Fwink: The children throw rocks at you and the women boo. One large man is throwing swords at you.

Irrational: There is a purple haze farther down in the darkness. It is moist and thick, like soup.

Are you forgeting someone...?

I'm laughing at you, because you still didn't have your happy meal. The soda sprays out my mouth, and you are soon soaked. I walk into the freezer.

((Whoa it IS X, except he doesnt cover his face. i was going more for a twoface kinda thing, except without the coin flipping))

I do a foot ball spin while running to avoid the sword and slash at the mans throat. I ignote the pain of the rocks, and the booing just feeds my anger.

Your fingers touch the man's throat and they are jammed. That should feed your anger.

((i have a knife in my hand... y would my fingers touch?))

((Because your fingers jammed on contact with the handle...))

You're right! It is moist and thick like soup. It even ripples. I guess I can't go any farther or I might drown. Are there any doors in this hallway?

there is a door on the roof that is open. Looking inside it is definitely not a door but more like a portal.

Yah... the roof. That's great. Except I asked if there were any doors in this hallway.

The sada spray continues for several minutes, I begin to regret my partner decision. So I dragged you along to the freezer so I could actualy have help against the giant cow.

The freezer was cold. The soda dripping from you froze. And then you saw the giant cow.