The Gaming Haven Zone Roleplay

[DarkBlade]

Okay so I thought lets have some action, basically imagine everyone is in a huge mansion with their own rooms, post what you would do and how you would interact with other members of the forum, anything goes in this, stuff like fights and crazy adventures.

Rules
Try to post something of a decent length, try to make it something that the next poster can write from.

As you know I'm annoying when it comes to censorship, try to keep this at a decent level of violence and gore.



I'll start because I created this topic.

Darkblade sat in his room playing Super smash bros on the huge t.v. placed in the main room of the mansion, the t.v. is often used for calling for help from the teen titans, however this particular t.v. was " borrowed " for a while, " borrowed " for around 2 years now.

[Quinn]

Quinn was also in his room.
He had nothing much to do. He looked around and saw his poster of The Used, his favourite band. He sat on a chair in the corner of the room and stared at his bed.
The bed in which he did it last night with his girl, who went home earlier this morning. Quinn stood up and decided to visit Darkblade.

A few minutes later Quinn knocked on Darkblades door and heard sounds of a game comming from Darkblades room. He waited for Darkblade to open the door, he listened to the game sounds and tried to figure out what game Darkblade was playing. Probably Super Smash Bros, as far as Quinn knew, Darkblade was always playing that game. Yeah, it had to be Super Smash Bros.
Quinn waited and said: "When does he open the door?"

[DarkBlade]

As Darkblade continued playing Super smash brothers A knock on the door alerted him that he needs to stop playing, he soon picked up a poking stick to try to open the door, this way he could play SSBM and answer the door. He continued to reach getting further and further closer to the door and more and more of the couch... til bam.
He fell of the couch and onto the floor, he slowly got up.
" I'm coming... lemme just gather my teeth. "
He opened the door and let Quinn inside.

THIS GAMES WINNER ... C. Falcon!

" Oh... Damn him! " Darkblade mumbled to the Game.

[Quinn]

When Quinn saw what happened to Darkblade, he laughed a bit.

"You were playing SSBM again?" Quinn asked.

[DarkBlade]

Darkblade straightened out his shirt, it was slightly dusty from the fall even though the floor is waxed regulary.

" Yeah, the.. uh fall put me off and... uh got me killed... happens a lot when I play against C. Falcon... not my skills that get me killed. Heh. "

Darkblade looked at the game screen... noticing the score was not in his favour he quickly put the screen into the screen saver... a picture of Naked Snake slicing a guards neck open.

" I gottah change that... " He commented.

[Quinn]

Quinn saw the bloody screensaver and said: "Yeah, well, you should change THAT anyhow."
Quinn smiled. "But what I actually came for was: to ask you to walk with me. Perhaps we could go to the old shed in the huge backyard and check out the mysterious stuff they told us about. But maybe you don't remember the stories they told. If not, I will tell you what it was about."

Quinn waited for Darkblade to answer, but when he thought about the dude, falling down and being beated by C.Falcon, he laughed....he laughed hard.

"I'm sorry, Dark. It's just...
Dude, it's soooo funny!"

And now Quinn was the one who fell down to the ground, but it was because he laughed so hard, he couldn't stand on his feet no more.

[DarkBlade]

Darkblade almost bleed from the embaressment.
" Yeah... its that funny... " He swiftly said.
Looking out into the garden from his window he saw the shed way back at the edge of the field.

" So... you say there are stories?
What kind of stories? "
He curiously asked.

[Quinn]

Quinn also looked at the shed.
He stared a few minutes out of the window and then he sat down on a chair.

"Well." Quinn glanced over to Darkblade. "They say that every monday night at 12, midnight, strange things are going on. Kenny, the gardener doesn't even dare to come closer and stays away from it.
"What I've heard is." Quinn paused a while and looked trough the window again. Seeing the old dirty shed far away in the back of the garden.
"The stories I've heard." Quinn continued: "Is that there was once somebody killed in that shed. Now the ghost is still in there, haunting the shed every monday night at 12. They say it is longing for revenge."

Quinn looked yet again out of the window and saw the old shed...

"So what do you think? Shall we check it out? Seeing if we find any unusual stuff and then return at monday night?
We could ask Kenny the gardener first about more information?"

[DarkBlade]

Darkblade turned to listen to Quinn's story, it was very interesting and reminded Darkblade of his days as a Ghostbuster... good times.

" Sure, Kenny will probably know a little more, we could also hassle him... it's fun to hassle people. " Darkblade laughed at the thought of annoying someone for information on strange and supernatural situations.

" Get any equipment ready for the first trip, and rest for Monday night, its a big shed out there. " Darkblade took one more look out the window the the shed, it was more of a house than anything.

[Quinn]

Darkblade mentioned equipment? Quinn immediatly thought about his Nunchaku's, the replica of the Final Fantasy VII Bustersword he once bought, his fathers shotgun and his baseball club. He smiled by the thought.
"I'll meet you within a few minutes downstairs in the entrance hall.
I'm gonna get my stuff."

Quinn turned around and walked out Darkblades room.
When he stood before the door of his own room, he noticed it was open.
Did somebody go in his room while he was visiting Darkblade? And how could it be that they opened his door without a key?
Quinn decided to go in his room and see if everything was still how it should be.
When he stepped into his room he was shocked. He saw a body on the ground and it looked pretty lifeless. He quickly looked around to see where he put his replica of the Final Fantasy Bustersword and when he found it he quickly unsheated it.
He searched his whole room but nobody to be found...
Quinn put his sword away and checked the body.
"Bloody hell..." Quinn whispered. "Kenny..."
Quinn stared at the gardener and couldn't believe what he saw.

Suddenly panic took control of Quinn. What was going on here? He ran to his small bathroom and opened his small locker. He searched for a small cylinder contained pills which should calm one who ate them. When he finally found them he opened the cylinder and swallowed the pills. Quinn was so much in panic that he didn't really knew what he was doing and took an overdosis.
Suddenly everything turned black in front of him and the last thing he felt was how he hit the floor.
He layed there still holding the cylinder in his hand.
His only hope was Darkblade...
If Darkblade would check it out what took Quinn so long, he could be saved...

[DarkBlade]

Darkblade sat on his couch once again, the only things he was taking was a medikit, Revolver and a sword.
He wasn't into violence, not his thing... ever since...
" Hang on... he should have been here 5 minutes ago... " Darkblade mumbled to himself.
He waited five more minutes, for the short time he knew Quinn, Darkblade assumed he wouldn't be late for things like adventures and mysteries.
He walked to Quinn's room a few doors down the hall, he had put his equipment into a messenger bag similar to ones postmen wear... just not bright or funny looking, the sword was attached to his belt and holstered into his belt for easy reach, the revolver was also holstered on the opposite side of the belt.

Quinn's door was already open... he walked closer and closer to the room... the light flickered momentarily... "nothing to strange, perhapes the light bulb needs replacing. " Darkblade thought to himself.
He then entered the room and immediatly noticed the window was smashed, blood was covering the floor in a way as though the body it was from was as though it was dragged across the floor.
" What the...?" He said to himself as he withdrew his sword from its sheath, someone could be there... or rather something.
He walked around the room, it was quite a large room as mst of the residents was given the extra space for rewards for completeing various missions and such.

Moving around the room with his sword at the ready he noticed various things had been smashed and knocked over. He saw the personal bathroom door was damaged and almost of its bronze hinge's, yeah the owner of the mansion could be a real cheapskate at times.
He moved closer to the bathroom, slowly and with caution, CRACK! He stepped on a shard of glass from the window or a photo frame or something similar.
A sudden gust of wind passed behind him, like a really fast movement.
He rose his sword higher almost closer to his face in a defensive samurai style, something was there, whatever smashed that window did it for pure fun and not to escape.
" Quinn? You there Quinn? This isn't funny anymore. " No answer, it wasn't april and Halloween wasn't any time soon.
He slowly turned around looking once more incase of a stalker or something behind him.

" Quinn! Your late for the mission! More than ten minutes now! " He shouted. " The master leader won't like this, it'll be on your record! " He continued to shout, it was an attempt to make whatever was stalking him worrid incase the thing was out numbered.

He backed into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him, wise choice?
He looked around saw the locker open and a container open and empty, on the floor, laying still, possibly unconscious was Quinn.
" God Damn! " He knelt next to Quinn " Drug overdose, Why do we keep this junk here? " He patted Quinn's face trying to revive him from the overdose.
" Wake up damnit! " He shouted.

Outside of the room he could here tapping, like a coin hitting a table rapidly, Tap Tap! Tap Tap!

Darkblade continued to slap Quinn's face.
" Wake up! "


OOC : Wow, thats quite a lot, make sure to read it all.

[Quinn]

While Quinn was unconsious he dreamed...
Dreaming of his girlfriend, about the shed, 'bout many things...
If he would die here, he would leave everything behind. Damn, that ain't nice.
Quinn felt hisself slipping away, but then he heard a voice: "Wake up!"
Darkblade?
A shock went through Quinn and he opened his eyes. He coughed.
Where was he?
And then he remembered everything.
Quinn looked around and saw Darkblade sitting next to him. "Darkblade?" Quinn shook his head and tried to stand up.

[DarkBlade]

Darkblade stared through a hole in the door with his revolver in hand, he could still hear the tapping, what was that? Footsteps? No, to...tappy to be a shoe or boot.

Darkblade, noticed Quinn resume conciousness.
" You were out a long time, 10 to 15 minutes to be precise. "
Darkblade to his eyes of the door for a moment.
" Theres something out there... something other than Kenny's body, any thoughts?
Did you see anything before you passed out?"

Darkblade felt more tapping on the ground, lots of tap's.
He listened for a moment before looking back to Quinn.

[Quinn]

Quinn looked a little freigtened.
"No, I didn't see anything. I searched the room myself and didn't find anything.
But we can't stay here. I mean, we've gotta get out of the bathroom. In the livingroom I have my weapons, we need something to defend ourselves not?"
Quinn looked for a few seconds at Darkblades revolver.

"What do you think?" Quinn asked. "Go on 3 and try to get out of my apartment?
We need to warn the special team for this I think."
Quinn waited for Darkblades answer and while he waited he stared at the door...

[DarkBlade]

Darkblade thought for a moment, he could still hear the tapping like something was coming.
" This place is cursed... " he whispered to himself.
He looked at Quinn.
" Yeah, we definitly can't stay in here, I keep hearing tapping, its like something is crawling around, something with claws. Use this for a little while... just 'till we find your equipment. "
Darkblade gave Quinn his long sword.

" If we're lucky we won't have to use it."
Darkblade checked his revolver, it could hold six shots, that meant six kills.
" Ok! Count to three and I'll slowly open the door so we can creep out to get out of your room. "
Darkblade stood ready.