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 Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:56 pm
He walked up to the man. (What's his description?) "So, who are you?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:57 pm
Julia walked into the room, "Wow..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:59 pm
she had observed them all this whole time with interest, "it'll be kinda fun!!!!" she walked in and looked around,
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:01 pm
Name: Mr. Smithe
Age: 36
Reason: He is the owner of the house and th producer of the program
Bio: UnKnown
Picture: he is tall, has dark hair and bright green eyes... he is really white(kinda like a ghost) and lookes creepy
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:01 pm
Luke walked into the house. The foyer was dusty, covered with cobwebs, and looked like it was in a desperate state of disrepair. At least it isn't in the countryside. he said to himself. That was the setting of House of 1000 Corpses.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:03 pm
An old chandelier hung motionlessly overhead; it was tarnished black with rust. The wooden walls were a drab gray colour, and looked as if they hadn't been cleaned for ages. The fireplace was scorched black and filled with long-decayed ash. A Berber rug of a dull blue colour adorned the floor, surrounded by a few wing chairs and a couple endtables. The rings of long-gone martini glasses marred their surface. The stairs sat menacingly off to the side.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:04 pm
she looked at an ole dusty grandfather clock, "it has skulls and bones"
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:06 pm
Luke whispered to himself, "Murders."
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:07 pm
spaztastic psycho Name: Mr. Smithe Age: 3 Reason: He is the owner of the house and th producer of the program Bio: UnKnown Picture: he is tall, has dark hair and bright green eyes... he is really white(kinda like a ghost) and lookes creepy (I didn't know they hired that young.) Walked looked at him with curiosity and walked inside.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:35 pm
(Typo!)
He sat in one of the wing chairs, donning a mock English accent. "Alfred, were is my martini?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:02 pm
she looks at him with a raised eyebrow, "you elivator doesn't go past the first floor often does it?????"
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:05 pm
"Oh, come on! Loosen up, toots!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:07 pm
"i am having fun!!!!!!, what you think i'm afraid of goast????" she smiled at him,
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:09 pm
"No, I just think you don't appreciate my sense of humour. You have a humbug up yer a**, or somethin'..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:15 pm
Luke was exploring the house. He came across the doors to the bedrooms and opened one. He looked inside the room and something fell in front of the door, causing Luke to stumble and fall backwards and hit his head.
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