A chill runs up your spine. A door creaks, the floor squeaks. A cold, supernatural wind brushes past you're bare skin, and you know something is wrong. The door behind you is locked, the key lost somewhere inside, and if you wish to survive you must be quick, smart, and brutal.

Welcome, young ones, you've just entered the House of Horrors.

[House of horrors: A onexone for Strawberry Kitkat and SilverKittyEmpress]

Strawberry Kitkat:
Name: Arissa Valentine, goes by Val.
Age: 17
gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
race: Human
About Arissa: Arissa is one of those girls you'd want on your team in a fight, but not someone you'd let your family meet. She's a tough, resilient girl, and a bit of a lone wolf. She's actually really nice if you get close enough to her, but she'd never let that happen.
Her mother left her and her father when Arissa was young, which led to her father's heavy drinking. Arissa grew up without any role models, without someone to steer her in the right direction. She's done whatever you can think of, but didn't continue it. Her only addiction is probably an addiction to an adrenaline rush. She's never backed down from a dare, and is known as one of the bravest, albeit most reckless people in the school.
That's what led Arissa here- a dare. And now she's about to be led into something straight out of hell....
Appearance:
Posting Color: Purple

Name: Dante Adriani
Age: unknown
gender: Male
Sexuality: bisexual
race: unknown
About Dante: Not very much is known about Dante, and very few people know he exists. Over the years, he's become more of a children's story, meant to keep the younger children away from the house high up on the hill.
There are rumors, however. That he wasn't born, he was summoned; that he is not human, but something much worse...
He constantly speaks of his "mother" but who this person is no one knows. Apparently she meant a great deal to him, as he forever strives to be "perfect" for her. It is obvious that the conventional meaning of perfect isn't the idea he's got.
Appearance:
Posting Color: Dark red

Hey SilverKittyEmpress, this is where I'm going to tell you when something will be coming up with me that might conflict with my posts in this roleplay. Or when I think we should move on with something :3 (you should make one too, right below mine in you're own post)

+next saturday (October 10) is the homecoming dance, so I might not be on that day.
+This Wednesday (Tomorrow) I'll probably only be on for thirty minutes, because I have my first soccer pick-up practice at 5:00, and then right afterward I have to work the snack bar for a football game.
+This Friday is the homecoming game, so I'm not sure if I'll be on longer then thirty minutes then as well. (yeah, I've got a lot going on this week O.O it's homecoming week; after Saturday my schedule should clear up.)
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Sure thing!

Name: Hazel
Age: 300-ish, looks like a teen though.
Gender: Female
sexuality: strait
race: manticore
Bio:She lived alone for quite a long time, though there are rumors she once had a family. She doesn't like talking about the past or the future, and she could get close to someone, but they would have to show good fighting skills and they would have to rescue her from death a couple of times.

On tuesdays I am gone for longer than usual, but that is not a problem.

((Well, you can start if you want :3 and is it ok if I add a second character from my end?))

((sure go head ^^))

Hazel poked her head cautiously around the the corner. She had been in this house for a day, and she couldn't find an exit. Something about the place made her spine tingle, but maybe it was just a draft.No one can say now you didn't try a possitive attitude. she thought grimly.

Frightened? No way.

Val stared up at the old, derelict house, making a face. She could smell the mildew a mile away. There was silence, and then she burst into laughter. "Man, Val, you're an idiot," she said, then walked up the porch steps. The old wooden steps creaked under her worn-down converse, and the door groaned angrily as she pushed it open. "Trev would love this place," she murmured, as she fished around for her video camera.
Val thought of how she came to be here as she slid the batteries in place. It had started three days ago, in the old parking lot behind the school, the one no one used anymore. She had been back there with Trev, Staci and Luke, the other three smoking while Val attempted to do some of her math notes.
Then, Luke had made a comment about how Val was such a good little girl, and had almost gotten kicked in the mouth. It had been Trev who proposed that Val prove she was bad and break the biggest rule of all- spend the night in the old Mansion on the hill. Of course, Val had accepted, and was now in the mansion treading across an old carpet that had once been beautiful, a long time ago.
"It's easy enough," she murmured. "Spend the night here, then leave."
She looked up as she heard a creak above her, and a chill ran up her spine. She stood still for a second, then scowled and turned on the camera.

Scared? You will be.
Dante scoffed slightly, as the human child walked into the house. He could hear the other one, the creature, walking around a few floors below him, one floor above the child. He couldn't help but smile; he could prove to Mother that he was the perfect child, and give her what she asked for.
"Soon, mother, soon," he murmured, stroking an old book bound in sturdy, old leather. "Very soon, and we will be reunited." He smiled and closed his eyes for a second, then slid into the shadows and waited, waited for an opportunity to show himself and weave his web...

[[sorry I kind of godmodded there, but I didn't want us to be on the same floor >.<]]

((its ok.))

Hazel thought she heard some footsteps above her. "When there's people, there's an exit, or at least Directions." she said excited. She ran toward a random staircase and found a large carpet under her paws. Slinking in the shadows, she saw a girl walking around with a video camera. And behind her, a large door. thank goodness. She thought happily as she made her way to the door.

Scared? No way.

Val turned down a hallway, trying to make as little noise as possible. She could have sworn she had just heard someone walking a couple floors above her. She paused when she heard something rustle in from the direction she had just come, and turned slowly. She was almost afraid to go back and look, but she shook her head, scolding herself. It's probably just mice or something, you dolt, she thought. She took a few steps forward, and peered around the corner.
A gasp caught in her throat, and she blinked several times to make sure her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. What the hell was she seeing? She stood there, staring, her reactions numbed to nothing from shock.