batteriesarehard: (Channeling angels in the new age now)
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The last time the castle changed it was only for a week, but we're coming up on two now and things are still the same. Which, you know, I guess that makes sense, with all the improvements instead of transporting us back in time to a place where the water made you sick, but whatever.

Point is, I kind of thought things would change back. I guess when you get a magical demon baby as a boss fight all bets are off, you can't really back down after that.

[And to think there was a time in her life when walkers were the thing that was the most out of place, they were the thing you needed to take the time to wrap your brain around. Now? It's shooting babies. Speaking of which-]

I'd just like to put it out there that I don't usually go around shooting children in the face, by the way. Just... so that's clear.

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batteriesarehard: (I've seen the world)
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So I have to figure in a place like this that can dish out horror whenever it wants and isn't exactly restricted by things like dates, Halloween must either be extra terrible or just another day.

[She's really not looking forward to how you could top weird floating men who steal your voice before they cut your heart out, but she's also pretty damn sure there's no getting around some sort of creepy castle version of Halloween.]

Anyone have any tips for a newbie on what to expect tomorrow? Stories about what happened last year, maybe? I'd like to be at least a little prepared.
batteriesarehard: (Oh that grace)
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You know, at first I thought this place was too good to be true. There's nice beds, I took the world's longest shower, the kitchen is filled with food, and everything is nicely protected by giant stone walls.

Apparently, it also has the world's hottest coffee.

[There's an annoyed sigh now, followed by the sound of ceramic clinking against ceramic.]

After the coffee I wished for in my room burned the fuck out of my mouth, I came down to the kitchen to make my own. Guess what?

Still hot as lava. So I try iced coffee, what the hell, it's hot outside anyway.

Burned again. I could see the god damn ice cubes, but no.

So I've decided. This is hell.

[Anyone who happens to come to the kitchen now will find Carley glaring at a counter with cups of coffee lined up, all of her attempts that have quite literally burned her.

Stupid coffee.]

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