Neophyte Redglare (
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oh no she's hot [OPEN]
Who: Neophyte Reglare and anyone getting ambushed.
Where: All around the mansion
When: Few days Post-event
Rating: I'll say PG-13 until further notice.
Summary: Reglare is kicking down doors, dropping down from ceilings, and generally interrogating people about their whereabouts during the event last week. However, kicking down door is also how she greets people normally, so she may just be popping by to say hello.
The Story:
Redglare wants answers, and unlike her descendant, she isn't exactly keen on getting them by asking nicely. Or asking. Or being nice. This is because Redglare is generally awful, but at the least she is quite consistent about it.
Meeting people is also a prerogative of hers, mostly people who will tell her what she wants to know. And you know what gets people to talk?
Fear.
But she isn't a subjuggulator and she doesn't have Pyralspite, and even though she doesn't need them, apparently hardcore interrogation techniques are frowned upon. Just the many ways this mansion is consistently disappointing.
So she has instead opted for surprise. Which is almost as good.
No matter who you are, where you are, what you're doing, Redglare is coming. If you're wandering the halls? BAM! Coming from the ceiling! If you're minding your business in your room? BAM! Front door kicked in! If you are out in the yard? BAM! tripping you with her cane.
Faces will be licked. Lies will be revealed. Questions will be asked.
Nothing was good and everything was Redglare.
She wants answers people, and she is getting them one way or another.
Where: All around the mansion
When: Few days Post-event
Rating: I'll say PG-13 until further notice.
Summary: Reglare is kicking down doors, dropping down from ceilings, and generally interrogating people about their whereabouts during the event last week. However, kicking down door is also how she greets people normally, so she may just be popping by to say hello.
The Story:
Redglare wants answers, and unlike her descendant, she isn't exactly keen on getting them by asking nicely. Or asking. Or being nice. This is because Redglare is generally awful, but at the least she is quite consistent about it.
Meeting people is also a prerogative of hers, mostly people who will tell her what she wants to know. And you know what gets people to talk?
Fear.
But she isn't a subjuggulator and she doesn't have Pyralspite, and even though she doesn't need them, apparently hardcore interrogation techniques are frowned upon. Just the many ways this mansion is consistently disappointing.
So she has instead opted for surprise. Which is almost as good.
No matter who you are, where you are, what you're doing, Redglare is coming. If you're wandering the halls? BAM! Coming from the ceiling! If you're minding your business in your room? BAM! Front door kicked in! If you are out in the yard? BAM! tripping you with her cane.
Faces will be licked. Lies will be revealed. Questions will be asked.
Nothing was good and everything was Redglare.
She wants answers people, and she is getting them one way or another.
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Then she smiles.
"Of course the nature of the event!"
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He hands her a red origami dragon.
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"My my, aren't you full of talents."
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Her nostrils flare and her tongue flicks out quickly to wet her lips. It is a blind equivalent of a sparkle of mischief in someone's eyes.
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She is nocturnal and sure as fuck not changing that shit anytime soon.
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"I appreciate it."
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Your delicious mysteries. They will be hers. Yessssssss.
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"I'm not accustomed to being surprised."
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"There is also a hint of blue velvet cake, if you're interested in such things."
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He needs to get ahold of some of that. It sounds amazing.
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She shakes her head morosely, "How awful."
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AND A YEAR LATER WE ARE DONE