Game 3 | Game 3 Outline |
A gigantic clown's head mounted upon a ridiculously long accordion-like neck explodes with a burst of music, laughter and heart-stopping cacophony from a crate on the ground behind the wolf that you would have sworn wasn't there before. Apparently, you have been saturated either by modern society or by the papers you work at, because the overall effect of a gigantic jack-in-the-box was enough to send "wolfie" scampering into the nearest corridor, resulting in uncontrollable mirth from the kitsune before she finally was able to turn your gaze to another newcomer; a five-tailed kitsune standing by a swirl of grey nothingness. They both seem to point you to the blob of emptiness, and as if to illustrate their point, the three-tail marches into it and disappears.
But what say? Stay here and deal with a man-eating werewolf and whatever Order it mentioned or trust a KITSUNE for God's sake?! But she has helped you so far ...
Written by Hypogryph (edited by wanderer)
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