Welcome To Our Mansion. [Horror RP!]

.:Z:.

The female nodded. This is it. Either Jasper is going to scold her, or Charles told him to kill her. It had to be one of those two things. A million possible scenarios flashed through Z's mind, and though she was panicking on the inside, she kept calm appearance-wise, other than her fingers which had begun to tremble. In an attempt to hide her weakness, she dug her fingernails into the bear and rested her chin on it, tilting her head towards Charles to give him a little, empty smile, as if she was expecting the worst already, before she turned to step outside of the room and lean against the wall.

.:Kenai:.

"Oh? You're missing an eye? I hardly noticed. Beautiful women are beautiful no matter what, anyway."
Kenai shrugged, his lame way of expressing himself becoming quite obvious as he said it. Kenai looked over at Sendo and Evan and nodded, believing Sendo to be thinking more practically, since Teela was quite angry with Charles. It's unfortunate they couldn't let her kill him, poor girl had a heavy grudge against the man, and Jasper. But, that Z... what was her plan? Why did she switch sides so easily? It baffled Kenai, it was clear she was affectionate towards Jasper, but if so, there was no reason for her to confess about him. Kenai frowned, cringing a bit as he moved his arm and pain shot through his body.​
 
"Don't mock me." I growled, turning away from the group to hide my slightly reddened cheeks. "Are you saying that I am not physically capable of being in a small group? If I wasn't physically capable, then I would have been dead years ago. Loosing an eye certainly isn't going to stop me of accomplishing my goals. Besides, it actually gives me a chance to use that 'eye for an eye' phrase normal people use!" I chuckled to myself, a grin growing on my face. I spun around on my heel. "Jasper has seen something that no man should see, and for that, I shall take both his eyes! Heck, If I can find em', I'll replace them with golf balls! But with Charles, my plan is far worse! I'll gouge out his eye, while I leave one in. Then I'll put a ball of pepper to replace it! And for his remaining eye, I think that cutting it open while it's still intact will suit a man of his age! I don't know dissection, so that's where you guys will help me! As for those nasty wounds of yours, I think I have a medical kit hidden in the servant's quarters."
 


.: Shinohara :.

Shinohara strode past the two not quite registering as Koizumi questioned why he allowed himself to get hurt, nor Yuki when the concerned girl called out to him, his mind was out of order and the only destination his legs had in mind was the lobby where he was headed without question.

The man went around the corner and made his way down the last hallway he would have to pass, soon coming into the huge lobby of the mansion, Shinohara sighed upon entering said lobby, and his pace finally slowed down coming to that of a stop in the center of the lobby, he slowly gazed down towards the limb body within his arms, Suzuya was in bad shape and barely breathing. and the S.W.A.T member knew if he didn't hurry, his son's life might even slip away from him in mere minutes.

"What have they done to you... Suzuya?" Shinohara reluctantly muttered, so lost in his own despair that he couldn't accept the fate that reality had placed in front of him, he couldn't bare to see his son in such a state, and had to tear his eyes away from the sight.

Knowing this was what he had to do, Shinohara marched towards the lobby's door, the only door in this mansion that led to the outside.

.: Charles :.

Charles groaned, stretching to try to relieve the tension in his back and aching joints, then trotting on over to the coffee table, Charles lifted up the first aid kit that Sendo had left behind and came over to where Jasper was, fiddling with and opening up the kit as his eyes instructed Jasper to sit down on the couch inside the study.

"Come now, do you really think I'm so weak to kneel over and die just like that? you should know by now.. it won't be that easy to be rid of me, not to mention the finale is soon to be underway." Charles teased, coming over to the couch that he instructed Jasper to come to, he sat down and patted a seat for the servant, then noticing Z attempt to wait outside, he called the girl back as well.

"Z! I would recommend you stay in sight, I have to discuss something very important with you.. and I feel it's a subject you would like to hear." Charles suggested he knew something the girl might like to know as well, although Charles had a rather irritated expression, as if he would find it easier not to tell the girl.

On the other hand, he needed to treat Jasper before he had any sort of discussion with the traitorous Z, and so he continued to open up the first aid kit to get everything ready for the treatment, thankful that he knew a thing or two about treating wounds.

(Short post because it's a quick post~ <3)
 
Sendo Senkusha ~

Sendo didn't really say anything in reply to Teela's detailed explanation of what she would do to Charles when she found him; after all, he probably wouldn't mind doing that to the man himself--though Sendo would much prefer something more along the lines of something lethal from which there was no escape, that way he wouldn't find some insane way to survive. The man was flesh and bone but he was a resilient old man, annoyingly so.

"To the servant's quarters it is, then." he said, knowing that Kenai needed treatment as soon as possible, Evan was in pretty bad shape as well. Wasting time dreaming up ways to kill Charles wasn't exactly productive at the moment. "We need to start moving if we want a chance at getting a step ahead of Charles."
 
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Saionji Hiyoko

Saionji frowned as she stood silently watching the conversation go on. Looks like some other people joined - more people who were so weak that they actually got injured. She smirked when she realized that she was the only one here who wasn't wounded in any way, giving herself a mental pat on the back for that. However, when she was done praising herself, the maid kept going on and on about Charles - what, did she have a crush on him or something? How creepy, she likes old guys. That other guy here with the really, really badly wrapped bandages on his arm said that they were gonna find Charles too, which she didn't really have much of an interest in. What she did want to do was apologize to Big Sis Koizumi for.. whatever she did that was wrong, but she didn't quite remember her high school years anyhow. This guy was pretending to know her too - who does he think he is? He looks too stupid to "love" her, or whatever he said earlier. She wasn't exactly paying attention to anything they said right now. Her eyes had a faraway look to them, but she also looked dreary due to Mahiru's behavior and how bored she was.

Rocking back and forth on her sandals, and when the weird guy said that they should get moving, she suddenly got an idea in her head. Maybe she should go and find Mr. Shinohara, he might know where Koizumi was. So after straightening her sandals to make sure they were on her feet so she wouldn't trip, she took off on a sprint away from the group of people to find Mr. Shinohara - maybe he even had candy she could have.

Koizumi Mahiru

The girl watched Shinohara walk off towards the front door, now realizing that the person he was carrying was Suzuya. She decided not to bother him - he looked rather grim and she felt he shouldn't push him to say anything. She felt a pang of regret in her chest; if only she'd caught Komaeda when he was running away with Suzuya, he wouldn't have died by his filthy hands. Now, nobody else knew the pain she had to endure in the torture room by that wretched man. What would Suzuya have wanted? He would have wanted her to kill both Komaeda and Sendo, wouldn't he?

With a blank stare in her eyes as she watched Shinohara approach the door, her teeth clenched, and her hands formed into fists, she knew she was going to carry out his last request. No matter what the stakes were, she was going to avenge Suzuya. She walked slowly away from the scene, toward the kitchen, where she knew she could find a weapon of some sort.
 
Sendo Senkusha ~

Sendo looked around at the group once more, making sure everyone was alright--he was worried that someone might fall into worse condition than they already were at this point. He was about to let out a sigh of relief when he realized among the people here, Saionji was nowhere to be seen all of the sudden. "Where is that investigator girl?" he asked, realizing he didn't even know what her name was to call for her. "She was just here...!" A pang of regret hit him for not having kept a closer eye on her, but he didn't want to drop Kenai to go look for her either.

He wearily hoped that perhaps someone else had an idea what to do this time; he was beginning to running out of creativity for this.

Yuki Shiro ~

Yuki glanced quickly between Shinohara and Koizumi, hastily deciding Shinohara would probably be better suited to being alone and ran after Mahiru as the girl headed for the kitchen. "Don't get hit by any traps, please!" she called in a mousy voice, worried that Koizumi was about to make a very bad decision. She had no idea why, but seeing Shinohara like that seemed to have set the photographer off, for her to have stormed off like she did.
 
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"You can go after that little brat if you want. I'll fix up mister Kenai. But Saionji should be fine. She even had the nerve to stick her dirty finger in my socket. I probably already developed Haemolcria in it if I can still make tears... Heh... Perhaps I should put her on my grudge list. Chop of her little toes and fingers. Maybe Suzuya could stitch up her mouth for me..." I giggled, staring off in the direction the twirp had run off to. "Well, we should get you guys patched up. You look like zombies!" I grinned, before walking off in the direction of the servant's quarters.
 
Jasper sat down, as instructed to, by Charles, and gave a faint smile at the thought of the finale. With concern, he remarked, "I hope the finale doesn't injure you too much. I'd hate to take you to the hospital again... but you were always the resilient one, weren't you?" There was no way that Charles would die. Not even a possibility worth considering. In Jasper's mind, Charles would always be alive, laughing it up at his various games and enjoying his life to the fullest. Besides, Jasper would be alone without the older man. Those two had an inseparable bond that would never go away, not even with time. It did feel nice to finally have his wounds treated and he let out a sigh of relief at the act.

Evan followed the group, agreeing on the notion of going to the servant's quarters. He was barely managing to hold himself up any longer. Hopefully, they wouldn't have to walk for much longer or he'd surely pass out from his injuries.


(I'm sorry that I haven't posted in a few days. I've been under the weather lately and it's tiring me out... >.< )
 
Sendo Senkusha ~

"You're right..." Sendo replied as Teela reminded him that the girl was unscathed thus far and seemed to be capable of defending herself. On top of that, if Saionji deliberately left the group, she was certainly not interested in any kind of safety they could provide. "I regret to say that we don't have the time to worry about her, anyhow." he added, adjusting his hat and following as the maid began to lead the way to their destination.

He noticed that the condition of the investigators was worsening the longer they took, and he was still worried about Shinohara's sudden disappearance--had Z killed him along the way? He scolded himself for not confronting the killer when he had the chance earlier. Sendo pulled the walkie-talkie from his pocket as they continued on, contemplating whether or not he should try to contact the man again.
 
.:Z:.

Z scowled. That man better have something good to say or she'd kill him before the "finale." Shaking her head to return her smile to her face, she skipped into the room and stood there, holding the bear in her right hand. "Yes, boss?"
Her icy gaze shifted over to Jasper, looking the male up and down. Were they plotting something against her?
No, Z was just acting paranoid now and she knew it. She was terrified, now that she had seen both sides of the game, she didn't know which she preferred. She knew who she was loyal to... but she didn't know if she could handle taking another life in this game.

.:Kenai:.

"Thanks, Sendo." Kenai finally managed to murmur, looking towards Evan. Surely his comrade was in worse condition, he could have internal bleeding, broken bones... It angered Kenai that he couldn't help his friend, and although his interruption could have saved Evan from dying by Charles's hand, he still wished his aim was better and that he had killed that Jasper fool. Now they'd definitely have a grudge against Kenai, but he wasn't just going to permit any more casualties. Kenai may have only been trained to figure out the profile of a killer, but he still felt that he was an officer, and he had to act like one.​
 
Glancing back, I watched Evan for a moment, before sliding his arm over my shoulders, supporting him as we made our way towards the quarters. "Probably the only room without the scent of blood and gore..." I grinned, leading Evan over to the couch. "I think it's over here..." I murmured, reaching into a small cabinet beneath the broken television. Once finding it, I held it out to Kenai. "I don't trust myself with first aid, so it would be best if you were to do it. I'll use whatever is left."
 
Evan smiled towards Teela, who had grabbed onto his shoulder and was helping him over to the servant's quarters. He sat down on the couch and told the girl, "Thank you. You're much nicer than you initially appeared to be." He watched as they looked for a first aid kit and before long, one was finally located.
 
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.: Shinohara :.

Grasping the handle, Shinohara struggled to keep ahold of the limp body in his hands as he fished in his pockets until he pulled out the key obtained from Philip from whence they first arrived at this mansion.

Shinohara then with much difficulty unlocked the padlock above the door leading to the exit, the lock fell to the floor with a audible clank, and perhaps now the S.W.A.T member realized how foolish he had been to relock it, he felt doing such an action would keep Charles and his accomplices at bay.

However, the door remaining locked or unlocked didn't phase the old man, it didn't really matter anymore if Charles felt cornered just like the rest of his victims, because Charles resembled a predator and to that old man they were merely cattle, it sickened Shinohara to the bone to think about how he was nothing more than prey in the eyes of Charles.

Shaking his head, the father knew he was getting off topic, too easily lost in his thoughts due to the trauma his mind had taken on, Shinohara twisted the knob and invited the cold night air inside, his arms flinching as the breeze caressed him and softly brushed back some of Suzuya's hair, this made the man unconsciously clutch the Albino a little tighter, acting like he were afraid that the stitched boy would be taken away at any moment by the lightest of touches.

Staggering outside of the mansion, his first step was dizzying as he forgot how still it was outside, how calm and safe it felt unnerved him for some reason, and he let his gaze fall upon his car. trying not to pay mind to anything else as he came down from the little porch and to his car, thankfully having left it unlocked there wasn't much trouble as he bent down and opened the backseat, leaning down even further as he lowered his arms, laying the limb body in his arms onto the leather below.

"Just rest... I'll be right back, so just rest, kid.. everything will be alright, I've never lied to you, and I don't expect to now.." Shinohara reassured the still stitched boy, tearing his eyes away from his son's figure, relying on the idea that Suzuya was breathing, just very faintly, Shinohara pulled a hand to his face to cover his grim expression, and with as all of his strength the man pulled himself up, softly closing the passenger door, the S.W.A.T member started his way back inside the mansion.

However, what the man didn't notice, was a small choke that came from the Albino as soon as the car door closed, nor the armored vehicles that came rushing down the streets coming to the call of an distress they had received from a very crazy man.
However, this insane man had mentioned their comrade and they knew well enough that Shinohara had gone missing two days prior, which caused the S.W.A.T force to take his eccentric words to heart.

As the armored cars came screeching to a halt in front of the mansion, men busted out as they began to take position, barking orders at one another to surround the place.

.: Charles :.

"Oh please, I won't die that easily.." Charles rolled his eyes, mocking Jasper as he grinned just a little at the comment, then without asking the old man began to treat Jasper's wounds, taking a piece of cotton from the first kit and dabbing it in alcohol to clean the area, not really minding if it stung his servant, Jasper was a big boy and should be able to take just a little bit of stinging from the cleaner, then after the old man was done cleansing Charles didn't hesitate to start bandaging up the wound.

Glancing over as Z, Charles quickly replied with her, although sounding bitter as he did so.
"I have a proposition for you... however, I would like to talk to you about it .. preferably after I'm done treating Jasper, is that fine with you?" he wasn't asking, it was more of an order, but to be humorous he figured it wouldn't hurt to pretend to ask Z's agreement on the matter.

"However.. time is wasting, and the clock is ticking.. it's below me to rush things, but after Jasper rests.. I feel it's time to finally set the finale into motion." Charles soon added, he hated to rush things but there was no choice, the old man could just feel that something wasn't right, and that if they didn't hurry and end everything, none of them would be able to escape.


(Eeep! I took a little break from this RP, so I must say sorry for not posting for a bit.. I'll try to be more active, but I've gotten quite busy, thankfully the ending is coming soon, as bittersweet as it might be, me and the other Role players are going to try to end this in the most interesting way possible~

Also, if you're reading this for whatever reason ;o after the 'ending' each character will be allowed to have their own 'ending', which will be three to five posts to show you what happened to them.

As for the Players reading this, if this confuses you in anyway, please feel free to send a PM my way so I can explain in further details. ^^

I feel so lame getting lame posts off at night~ I'll try harder for a proper post tomorrow. <3)

 
"Good." Jasper grinned, slightly wincing at the touch of the alcohol but he could handle that much pain. It was child's play, really. While his wounds were being treated to, he felt the need to comment, "Don't worry about waiting for me to rest. I can tag along in any condition. It wouldn't be helpful of me to drag you all down now, would it? I have to shape up and perform to the best of my ability. It's always been one of my mottos and I intend to stick to it, even to the bitter end. I will not let you down, ever again."
 
"Are you saying that I was mean when you first came here? Because if your memory is starting to fail you, I went through the effort to save Alice Bell's body from burning into nothing but a chrisp. I never recal getting a 'thank you' from you, yet I didn't say a thing. I thought that that act would at least gain me some innocence from you people." I frowned at Evan, my gaze stern as I glared at him. "Fix yourself up, I'm done helping. I never get anything in return except punishment." I uttered under my breath as I shoved the first aid box into Evan's chest. "The best I could get would probably be a lighter blunderbuss... Or gunpowder..." I muttered to myself as I slid back over towards the broken television, the glass digging into my flesh, leaving small cuts as I started to pull the wires from the device.
 
Evan shook his head quickly. "No, no, not mean. Just a bit..." He took a moment to think of the right word. "a bit... crazy, that's all. I just never thought you'd be sane with all that knowledge about bombs. It really painted you in a negative light, in my opinion." He sighed. "Thank you, I suppose... I just wish she wasn't killed in the first place... she really didn't deserve all that, none of the victims do, yet if we don't keep moving, everyone will die." The first aid kit gets shoved into his arms and he opened it, looking for the right things he would need. "Hm... I wonder which ones would be best fitting for my injuries..." To be honest, he was a bit clueless as the extent of his injuries were internal. He had no idea on how to bandage those ones up. All he could treat were some but not many external wounds.
 
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Sendo Senkusha ~

Deciding against trying to contact Shinohara, Sendo shoved the walkie-talkie back in his pocket with a sigh and stared vacantly off into the distance, thinking about Koizumi. If he'd only stopped the girl before she left earlier, she wouldn't have been put through that torture... in the end, perhaps it may as well have been the way that Koizumi believed it to be. Sendo was failing to protect Mahiru at every turn and now she was off in the mansion somewhere without him; but was it better this way? He couldn't dismiss the feeling that he needed to be at her side, and he already missed her suspicious questioning and her partial concern for his well-being--more than he really deserved.

These thoughts made him wonder if it was selfish of him to desire a place in Koizumi's life. After all, he was a killer; he had committed murder in the past. Not to mention that he failed to protect her when it mattered most, and she suffered greatly because of it.

With a look of mental defeat, he picked the nearest chair and sat down in it, resting his forehead on his palm, eyes downcast to the floor as Evan and Teela talked. Sendo paid no attention to their conversation, he was too busy fighting a mental war over whether or not he was even worthy of feeling this way about someone.
 
"Evan, you are utterly hopeless." I muttered, glaring at him as I made my way back towards him. I sat myself on the couch next to him, taking out a bottle of rubbing alcohol and wipes. "I only know how to fix up cuts and such. Do you have any bullet wounds?" I murmured quietly, gently taking his arm in my lap. I started rubbing some of his small injuries with the wipes.
 
Nagito Komaeda

Standing up, Komaeda walked speechlessly to the door, murky thoughts clouding his mind with every breath. He should be fine now, what was wrong with him? In the end, if he hadn't ended him there, he surely would have felt more despair later on if his bad luck got to him. He would have felt much worse, but why did he feel so empty? The boy, slowly turning the doorknob, roamed the halls looking around for.. something. He knew that he could feel better, perhaps from doing justice another time to get his mind off of what he's done. Maybe it was the fact that the other didn't harbor any special talent at all, and that's why he felt like it wasn't the right thing to do.

Komaeda felt that if he took a more capable one's life, it would bring such a despair to people that it would allow them to make room for a bigger and better hope. In these times, he clung to his hope as if it depended on his life, and if he helped someone else achieve it, it would maybe get his mind off of what he's done - if only for now. He heard voices down a hall - but he didn't intend to follow where they were. He made the voices out to be that strange man hanging around Koizumi, the maid, and another he didn't quite recognize. He didn't know where he was going, actually. He was just going anywhere where he could find someone alone.. or perhaps, somewhere else. The boy was even so lost in his thoughts that as he climbed down the stairs toward the entrance, he didn't notice that someone was missing.
 
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