[action] The Frozen Depths of Hell!

[evildoorstop]

[Murray has found himself outside a lot lately, in the cold and the snow, but now it's time to take advantage of it. He is currently sitting on top of the fountain, soaked and icy. He has some little icicles forming in his eye sockets and at the back of his skull. Despite his icy situation, he seems diabolically cheery, calling out to random people passing by.]

Beware my frozen sockets of doom! This land will be smothered in the winters of death! Beware! Turn back! Turn back! Before the frozen depths of hell envelop you! [And other such threatening comments.]

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[evildoorstop]

It crept from the darkness and he saw it in all its gore ridden glory. Blood oozed from every pore. Tentacles sprouted from its lined with teeth like spikes. But its eyes were the worst. The man found himself drawn into the creature's gaze and saw every terror that could be imagined! All happening to him! It drove him mad in an instant.

Both he and the creature vanished. Until, at a later date, when the townspeople thought they were safe, the creature appeared again. Another man was outside when he heard a voice calling him, the voice of the missing man. He knew that man and followed the voice.

[He pauses again. Ominously.]

[immamartillo]

Why would he follow the guy's voice? That's just stupid.

[evildoorstop]

Because he recognised it. Nobody knew that the man had died, only that he was missing. They had known each other!
Now are you going to let me continue or ask more stupid questions?

[immamartillo]

[ He folds his arms, grumbling to himself. ]

Okay, fine. Go on.

[evildoorstop]

When the man got close the creature appeared! There was no sign of the other man, but when he looked into the creature's eyes he saw him screaming in terror, wailing his agony!

The first man's soul had been consumed by the creature to be trapped in eternal torment!

The man tried to tear his gaze from the creature but was trapped. The creature bore down on him and...

Well, imagine the very worst thing you can! The very worst! Multiply it by ten! And that doesn't even come close to what happened!

Nobody ever saw that man again. He became yet another soul trapped with the creature, the horrible creature that hell itself spat out! It wanders the land and no one knows where or when it will appear again.

[immamartillo]

[ ...Okay, that is kind of creepy. But it's not like Firo's about to admit that. He'd been watching with wide eyes, but as soon as Murray stops he blinks and tries to look unaffected. ]

That's it?

[evildoorstop]

Bwa ha ha! See you quake with terr-what do you mean 'that's it?'

[immamartillo]

[ He shrugs and chuckles. ]

It wasn't very scary. You should just stick to jumpin' out and surprisin' people.

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[evildoorstop]

Not very-?!

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[evildoorstop]

[He sighs heavily...for a skull.]

[immamartillo]

...What's that for? I was just tellin' the truth.

[ Now he feels a little guilty. ]

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[evildoorstop]

Oh I don't know. There's not much to do stuck-sitting on a frozen fountain.

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[evildoorstop]

Doesn't anyone around here get scared?

[immamartillo]

Maybe you'd have a shot at scarin' small children, but I don't think there's many here. So... Probably not. Guess you're outta luck.

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[evildoorstop]

Bah.
...I want to be alone now.

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[evildoorstop]

I have...Yes. I have lots of evil scheming to do. Plots to terrify the lesser beings!

[immamartillo]

...Yeah, you have fun with that. I guess I'll leave you to it.

[evildoorstop]

I will. Spread misery and torment! I know misery...It's so boring here.

[immamartillo]

If you're so bored, how about you find some stories that are actually scary? I hear this guy named Poe wrote some good ones.

[evildoorstop]

Who is this Poe? And what does he know about terror?

[immamartillo]

He's a famous writer- stories and poems and all that. He's really popular back where I come from; tells a better story than you just did.

[evildoorstop]

I see-Hey!

[immamartillo]

What? It's the truth.

[evildoorstop]

Ha, you wouldn't know a scary story if it ripped out your heart. Right in front of you!

[immamartillo]

Oh, please, my best friend used to read that stuff to me all the time.

[ But Murray's probably right. And you can't really beat a talking skull for knowledge about scariness. ]