Rikloud :
Eirinn :

So just a re-cap about how I'm trying to make things. You two are the characters and I will do my best to keep the story running. I'll will also play as NPC characters as well. If you would like to join in on the Role Play, PM me and I will find a way to fit you in. This is my first time running a RP game, so be kind haha. So here is the beginning of the story:

Two people wake up in a room. You can't remember a thing. Not their age, your name, or why you are in the room, nothing. The room is a little gloomy because it does not have any windows and it is lit by an oil lantern sitting on a small table in the corner of the room which happens to have a small drawer on it. It's a very small room. You think it is like a large closet. The only other two things in the room is a small cot with moth holes on the covers and a door at foot of the cot just far enough away from the cot to be opened.

Rikloud looks around wondering where he is. He has a very bad feeling about this place.

Aaron lay for a good while in the dimly lit room, watching the shadows dancing on the walls, cast by the flickering flame of the oil lamp. Only half aware of his situation, he finally manages to shake the cobwebs in his mind. Sitting up, he tries to remember what happened and where he is. He remembers being attacked by a man...or beast...or was it a dream? Across the room, he sees someone else. Following his first instinct, he grabs a nearby piece of wood, he assumes was originally a part of the old table.

Juliet is sitting on a corner, trying to figure things out. She can't remember anything, her name and even why she's in a dark room together with these two persons now moving around. One with a wood in his hands, ready to hit the other person. She got scared and hugged her knees, pushing her face on them. This guy might be a murderer. She tries her best not to move, and breathes slower than normal to avoid doing any noise that might give this guy a clue that there's another person inside, well at least for even a short moment.

Juliet :
Rikloud :
Eirinn :

There is a noise coming from outside the door. It is a heavy scrape and sliding noise. It sounds like it is very close to the door. You then hear a man's voice. "What?" "What are you doing to me?" "No....No" "Aaaaggghhh". You hear a sharp painful scream. And then silence. No scraping noises, no voices, nothing.

Rikloud tries to keep calm. "Okay... Let's all try to calm down here." he says.

Aaron's attention turned to this stranger who he'd been willing to whack upside the head with the piece of splintered wood he was clinging to. That piece of wood that seemed so futile now. "Calm? Did you just... Did you just say calm? How am I supposed to stay calm with that...THING mauling people right outside the door?!?". It was then that he noticed the figure slumped in the corner. "Is that guy dead?" He gestures toward the third person. This was all happening too fast.

As she hears the noise outside, she covers her ears while she trembles. "Calm..." now that's a word that is least suited for this kind of situation. How can you calm down if there are now two persons who are willing to kill, just one or two meters away from you? She opens her eyes to take a look around. It seems like she had somehow caught the man with a wood's attention, seeing that he's gesturing towards her. Her heart starts to beat faster and faster. "Wh-who.... you...?"

Eirinn:
Rikloud:
Juliet: 

Hours have past since you heard the man being murdered from outside the door.  It seems all clear until your hear footsteps from outside of the room.  You hear them stop right in front of the door.  There is not noise for a couple of seconds.  You then hear the door slowly unlock.  It then swings open faster then a blink of an eye and then shuts.  You see three mouldy loafs of bread fall on the floor but that's not what catches your attention.  What does, is that you never heard the door lock.  Even after you hear the footsteps walking away from the door until you no longer hear them.   

Rikloud looks at the bread and tries to make the best of the situation. "It may not be good, but hey, it's food. Now I wonder if we can get out of here."

Aaron sits silently staring at the door, unmoving. After several more minutes of silence, he slowly rises to his feet, and walks quitely to the door. Placing his ear firmly against it, he listens for any sign that there is someone - or some thing - nearby. Turning around, he grabs one of the loaves. "Now's our chance" he says to the others, in a hushed tone. Seeing the girl he had assumed was dead, he reluctantly hands her his loaf. "Aaron...you asked my name. It's Aaron". Turning to the other man, he quitely speaks: "I say we break out of here before that thing comes for us. It doesn't sound like there's anyone standing guard, and whoever threw us those loaves of bread, forgot to lock it behind them. What do you two say?"

She gets the bread after a few seconds. She can't really trust anybody else aside from herself and this person standing in front of her. Trusting him won't make her lose anything, so she might as well just do so instead, because if he really is a murderer, she would be dead by now. "Aaron... you, know your name?" She paused. "I am... I don't know..." She let out a big sigh and gripped her hair.  She then looks at the other man and asks what his name is. "... and if we're planning on escaping, I think we'll need this." She suggests as she points at it.

Noting the girl's despair, Aaron tries to reassure her. "I'm sorry. It'll come to you soon". Turning toward the desk to hide the doubt in his eyes, he spies the drawer. Hoping to find something of some use, he reaches for the handle, and gives it a pull. "Empty...of course". After pondering his options, Aaron pulls the drawer out of the desk, and walking to the other man, whispers to him "Listen, I'm gonna be frank with you. I have no idea what on this green earth is out there, but I intend with every fiber of my being to make sure it doesn't get it's filthy paws on that girl. She's in no shape to fight for herself right now, so it's up to us until she recovers some more". With that, he hands him the piece of wood he found upon waking; speaking for all to hear, he says "You might need this". With a quick glance, and attempt at a comforting smile, he explains "We're about to find ourselves an exit...". And with that, he heads toward the door with a deceivingly brave looking, steady walk that surprises even him. He certainly doesn't feel as confident and sure of their chance of survival as he appears. In reality, he seriously doubts any of them will see daylight again, and the feeling of dread that fills him, doesn't help with that fear in the least. Grabbing the door handle, desk drawer in hand, he looks over his shoulder and continues "and kick the butt of anyone or anything that tries to stand in our way. Ready?".

Aaron opens the door. Nobody is at the other end of there but what there is, is a medium length hallway with four doors. Two on the left side of the hall, one on the right side, and one door that looks different than the rest at the very end of the hall. That hall doesn't look anything you'd expect from being in the small room. This hall is lighted by electric lights, has decorative carpeting and even some wallpaper. You notice that there is no blood any where to be found as you think about the man that you heard getting murdered. Just then, you hear some music start to play (http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=H7pX7l5yTws that sounds like it is coming from the door at the very end of the hall.

Rikloud listens for a moment and asks. "Do either of you think we should check it out? It could be another person."

Aaron looks at him, then slowly turns to face the music room, then looks back again at these two new faces, unsure and afraid, but trying to hide it. "Well, odds are, even if it is another person in there, they're not going to be friendly... Ok, you" he points at the man "and I will stand back to back, and strafe our way in. That way we're covered". He looks at the girl "You...you're unarmed. Wait for us to make sure it's safe..." Realizing how bossy he must sound, he adds "please". And with that, he readies himself by the door, desk drawer raised with his left hand, and a fist made with his right.

Aaron stands still, staring at the odd sight, unsure what to do. Either this man is reminiscing, practicing, or just plain crazy. Considering the day's events, Aaron is suspecting that it's the latter of the three. Half tempted to attack first and ask questions later, he decides to override his more primitive instincts, and speaks up: "Sir?" Is all he manages to get out, as his voice falters and trails off. It was barely a whisper. Scolding himself inwardly for letting his composure slip, Aaron speaks again, louder this time, so the man could hear him over the music. "Sir?".

Juliet stands up and follows them, partly because she's afraid to be left alone inside the  room, and also to check out Aaron and the other guy to help them if needed, even if she couldn't make sure of their safety. She's not even sure of her own, but a man who tries to be brave in order to protect someone who might had just met him the first time deserves someone who could offer some help by his side specially in this kind of situation they are currently at. She decides to gulp her own fear and go with them, carrying the oil lantern.

As he opens a door, she peeks inside to check what's in it, and to her surprise, it's a library with such comforting aura, definitely different from the room she woke up in. With such comfort comes with the feeling of fear coming back to her. Something's not right. They've just heard someone getting murdered awhile ago, and now this. They can't let their guards down yet.

Aaron is trying to talk to a man dancing on his own, maybe someone who's not in his right mind, a killer, a helper... "Aaron... careful..." is all she could think of to say to him.

Juliet :
Rikloud :

As Aaron says "Sir?" Loud enough to be heard of the music, the man spins around, hitting his arm off the record playing which makes it make a screeching noise. As he turns to face the three he screams "What the..." And he reaches into to suit and pulls out a knife. He takes a step forward and gets ready to lung at any one of the three with the knife.