"fuck the vault" Tristan takes out the key and open's the door.
Tristan leaves his room's and screams as hard as he can.
"HELLO IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE THAT WAS TRAPPED JUST LIKE ME!!!! who knows how many more there are out there.
Tristan doesn't however feel safe so he grab's his swiss army knife (anna) and scream's 3 more times
Tristan put's al the stuff in his bag grab's the key open's the door.
"FREEDOM OOOOOOHHHHH YYYYEEEAAAAAHHHHHH" mabey not complet freedom but'i am out of that damned room better eat what is left of the food and search the other rooms.
Tristan eat's what is left of the food yeah cold and then look at the vault are the light green ?
*Happy that the stairs aren't mangled and are actually climbable, Piper returned to grab her Snickers only to find a small mouse-thing snacking on it. She slowly approaches it.*
"Well hello there little critter! What are you doin up here?" And what the hell do you think your doing eating my Snickers you rodent bastard!!!"
James looks around. What the fuck is wrong with this guy... he must be hiding something...
He sets to work wrecking everything. He takes a large shard of glass and cuts open the mattress, then smashes the other table into the wall, then throws the painting at the wall. Then James moves into the bathroom, and takes the lid off the toilet tank.
James takes out the coins and tries to grab the tail. Damn... he thinks, missing it. Now what..
He goes back into the main room and looks around. The plaque... maybe. he thinks, and slips the coins into the screws, then unscrews them.
*not really sure what she expected, she stands in front of the mouse*
"Okay little critter... I know that chocolate bar is tasty and all... but it's mine... MINE... and I want it..." i don't give a damn if a mouse has chewed on it, I want that Snickers!
*Realizing that talking to the mouse probably isn't getting anywhere, she slowly reaches towards it, fully intent on getting her Snickers back when~*
Tristan pust out his hand's toward the other person saying with a smile "my name is Tristan what is your name?
OOC:Wooth my first achievment i would like to thank my mum and dad and my little brother who has helped my trough some hard times (start's to cry) this is the best day of my life
*not really sure what she expected, she stands in front of the mouse*
"Okay little critter... I know that chocolate bar is tasty and all... but it's mine... MINE... and I want it..." i don't give a damn if a mouse has chewed on it, I want that Snickers!
*Realizing that talking to the mouse probably isn't getting anywhere, she slowly reaches towards it, fully intent on getting her Snickers back when~*
EVERYONE PLEASE HOLD ON A SECOND, FOR THE NEXT FEW POSTS PLEASE TAKE ACCOUNT FOR ALL BELONGINGS AND IF YOU ARE FREE OR NOT, THIS IS TO MAKE SURE THAT EVERYTHING I'VE GOT DOWN IS CORRECT!
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Equipment: All things on person/at hand.
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Freedom!-Y/N?
Afterward please put the game on pause for Kir to respond in postings and get everyone situated for now, time difference sucks and with so many people it makes it difficult to get tings down.
RaNDM G said:
Raynoson said:
If anyone wants to help him out feel free, this is really one of the easier puzzles and the clue _______ Passion is like fill in the blank here.
You get the Key congrats! The vault opens with a click and beep as the painting smokes faintly and fast, bad news is your room is likely to catch aflame unless you stop it.
Louis pulls down the shower curtain and tosses it to the side so it won't catch fire. He plugs the stopper and turns on the bathtub faucet. He takes the frame off the wall near his bed, cuts the canvas out with his knife and heads back to the bathroom.
Louis sits over the edge as the water rises. He lights one end of the canvas and waits.
He hears a beeping noise, then a click. Louis soaks the canvas in the tub and snuffs out the flame.
He looks inside the closet. A green light glows in the dark. Turning on the light, he finds the light is coming from a small safe on a stand.
No need for a combination. It's already unlocked.
He opens the door and finds a key. He walks over to the front door.
Surprise, surprise. It works. The door swings open and Louis steps outside.
It's a calm day. Quiet. He lets in a breath of the clean desert air.
Thank God that's over with.
It's not long before he realizes the game isn't over yet. Louis goes over the room once more, checking every drawer and cupboard to make sure he doesn't miss anything. Looking over his pilfered luggage, he decides to keep only the messenger bag.
He grabs the laundry string, the que tips, and the bottle of rubbing alcohol. On the dresser, he grabs the magnifying glass. On his way out, his eye catches a nightstand tucked away in the corner of the room. He looks inside and pulls out some kind of antique.
"That's pretty."
He wraps it in a clean cloth, wraps it again in a hand towel and puts it in a spot in his messenger bag where it won't get loose. Who knows? It might be worth something.
-Several shards of glass in a pillowcase
-Various toiletries in another pillowcase
-Revolver, three bullets (two loaded), holstered
-Mobile phone
-Sheet worn like a kilt
-Razor
-31(?) cents
<spoiler=ME3/REASON ON PAUSE>Yeah, once you are free from the room please account for everything as this is when rp's get messy and people need to talk, rather awkward overall when time difference occurs. So once you get out take account for all you have, so that nothing goes crazy stupid. I'm split between ME3 and this right now so...
Ok... Shit got real while I was working, apparently. I'm going to act like I know what's going on until I actually figure it out. Expect this post to be edited.
1 Stunned and somewhat singed mouse (XD), severed mannequin hand with only the thumb attached, several hinge pins (I'm assuming 3), a disposable razor, 10 feet of laundry cord, a pocket knife, a wallet, gloves, sunglasses, gold chain, hawk feather w/ clip, and a leather jacket.
Freedom: Indeed.
Kirelia heard several people on the second floor, but was more curious about what could have been hanging from the flagpole across the parking lot from her. I'd better check these cars on the way over to the flagpole. she thought to herself. There might be something I can use
With that, she began checking the cars directly between the flagpole and the room she was exiting.
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