Down the street Joey keeps fighting and has either knocked out or injured everyone in the gang that was trying to kill him. He then walks to the house the party was at and knocks on the door.
OOC That’s a really bad gang lmao.
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OOC: either that or Joey is a really good fighter.
OOC I mean i meant for all tbe characters to be normal and not an action anime so meh
OOC: I think I put in my signup that Joey takes tae-Kwan-doe classes
Uh…
OOC: sorry I forgot about the not being able to know a martial arts ,but I think a could probably kick some serious ■■■ if I had a knife witch I did.
OOC We all would lmao
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Joey continues knocking on the door so he can enter the party.
The kid jumped a bit and stiffled a scream dangit. theres more of them. this is gonna be harder than i thought…can i even do this?
Joey gets tired of knocking and walks into the party
OOC You could’ve waited imo
Winter went to bed probs
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“It’s okay, there’s no need to be nervous, we’re all friendly here (well, maybe not the edgy kids that slink into the corners, maybe better to leave them alone). I know this kinda thing can be nerve wracking, but just loosen up a bit, talk to some people, and you’ll be fine.”
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Lauren takes half a step back. Go away, ya jerk.
“Woah woah woah, you realize those aren’t the w-, the lyrics? To the song. 'You’ll be back, time will tell, you’ll remember that I served you well,” she puts extra emphasis on the correct lyrics. My choir teacher would kill me if she heard this. Good thing I’m already dead. “And I have no idea where that next line comes from. You’re listening to the song, right?”
Liam stares at him for 3 minutes, “The door was open dude”
“Pretty much nothing, which is why I so desprately wanted people to hang out with!”
Bailey stepped between them both “enough”
IC: The killer stares at her blankly, not even looking at Bailey. He holds up the MP3, and drops it on the ground. His hand tightens to a fist, as the masked face stares at her.
“It’s an illustration. There’s no way out, get me? I can kill all of you again and again and again and again. The time loop will keep repeating over and over. No one else escaped.”
He shrugs, holding out both hands as if inviting a response. “Maybe you can find a way. I’ve been here a long time. And I’ve not found one.”
“Yeah, I don’t know if you noticed, but stabbing people tends not to be a good solution.” She taps her hand to her chest, where she can still feel the pain from the knife. “You really want a way out? Help us. Work with us.” The music in the background begins to change, now The Election of 1800. But not the beginning of the song, a later verse.
“It might be nice, it might be nice, to get Hamilton on your side…”
Bailey sung along, acting as Jefferson in this scenario
“Hmm… Well then. Anyone got an good ideas?”