IC: Ch 7a: Into the House +1

[Priest]

Warren Kaine

Sanity Loss,[dice]0[/dice]

[DetectiveSocks]

Sanity 55%

[dice]0[/dice]

[DetectiveSocks]

Sanity Loss

[dice]0[/dice]

OOC,I guess I found my problem, for some reason I guess you can't have your "dice roll" code inside another code, was my problem.

[Occigon]

Charles' Sanity roll

[dice]0[/dice]

[BenTheRat]

Jordie,you didn't make to make the roll, you didn't experience what they went through. So I'll assume those were practice rolls. ;)

[Silver Priest]

[dice]0[/dice]

[Silver Priest]

[dice]0[/dice]

[DetectiveSocks]

Jordie's eyes dart across the room and saw the telephone. Skeptical of the phone still working, Jordie pulls out her flashlight and approaches the phone.

OOC,Oh, thanks [b]BenTheRat[/b], I read your quote and forgot there's 6 of us at the house, [quote="BenTheRat"][ooc]So the 5 of you all need to make a sanity 1/d4 roll.[/ooc][/quote] We've certainly gotten ourselves in quite a pickle, with the house turning inside out and without [i]InvisibleCastle[/i] :lol:

[Priest]

Warren Kaine

I shake my head.

Warren thinking:   this is getting bad, and I don't like it. What is happening is beginning to offend my sense of reality.

As Jordie starts to move towards the telephone, I say, nervously, "Just make sure that front door stays open. I don't want to be shut in with all this stuff"

Making sure I'm within easy reach of the front door, I turn to the others, "So do we have a sledgehammer? If not we could always shoot the damned hinges off"

[DetectiveSocks]

Visibly noticing Warren's distress and the paranoia that looms over the group, Jordie drops the tough girl attitude as the thought of poking fun at Warren would be quite impolite. She had seen soldiers from the Great War come home, with not just their flesh torn off, but their souls. "Alright," her voice solemn and serious, as Jordie goes closer towards the telephone, walking away from the fear and dread that she hopes doesn't swallow her whole.

[BenTheRat]

ooc,the lights in the house are on. You do not have a sledgehammer with you. The lock looks like a pretty simple door lock with the type of keyhole you could look through.

[DrVendetta]

Sanity Roll,[dice=string]1[/dice]

[dice]0[/dice]

[BenTheRat]

Richard,did you roll a 1d100 before you rolled the 1d4?

[Papa Gateau]

San check[55] [dice]0[/dice]

[BenTheRat]

Sonny,your current sanity is 50, so you failed this roll. You lose 1d4 pts.

[DrVendetta]

Sanity Roll,[dice]0[/dice]

[Priest]

Warren Kaine

"Okay so no one has a sledgehammer. Looks like an ordinary keyhole, does anyone want to risk taking a peek through it or do we simply smash the door open"

Warren thinking:   With all the strange things going on in this house I aint going to risk an eye.

[Silver Priest]

Shaken by further proof of the occult, Michael quickly dismisses his misgivings. He had seen far worse already, and he had a feeling the worst was yet to come.

"I say we smash it down. Not like we can trust whatever we see on the other side of that keyhole anyway,given the tricks this house likes to pull. Sturdy door though. Probably going to need two of us to have any chance of getting in there.."

"The question is, should we wait for Harrison or knock down the door now?"

[Occigon]

"Goodness knows when he'll get here," says Charles, though as the words leave his mouth, he reflects that the term "goodness" is probably misused in this context. "I say we knock down the door. When he get here, he can just follow the screams," he finishes darkly.

[DetectiveSocks]

Jordie picks up the phone and dials the number to the Museum of Fine Arts, as she looks around the living room and taking in the atmosphere, of what's left behind from the Macario family.

OOC,Did the lights just turn on? Or did one of us turn it on?