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F#@%ing NEVER AGAIN!!!!
17 years ago
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yargo Linework done, but needs to be redone.
mideonwerewolf Planning done on all 3 peices. Linework has began on 1/3.
Spike: Done!
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I went to Necropolis last night. For those of you who dont know, it's a haunted house here in Columbia, Missouri. Now, I've never been to a haunted house before, so I may not be the best person to gauge how good it is. However, I will tell you that I've never been more terrified in my entire life and I will never, not for hundreds of dollars, do it again. It was like a madness that never let up or gave you reprieve. It was an inescapable chaos that, even submersed in a group of 8 friends whom I gather the greatest love and support from, I could not reason with. The line between reality and fantasy blurred significantly, and I believe at one point I legitimately feared for my life.
I'm either an enormous coward or this place is incredibly scary. If you enjoy pumping up your stress level like I thought I did, then you'd probably have a good time. But I will disclose to you, in a level of some shame, that mid way through the damn thing I collapsed to my knees and screamed frantically, and could go no further until a friend came back to retrieve me and yank me down the corridor to the next vision of brutality. From then on, until a person (?) of undisclosed gender with a cage encasing its head led us into a closet that imploded on you, everything became a blur. I dont remember much of the vivid detail but I got the general idea, and in my fury of stress only sought to get the fuck out without emotionally breaking.
I will say this for my cowardice. When I finally reached the exit, merciful in it's light from the real world outside, I looked around our group of 8 people and discovered that my hyena was not among us. I panicked and looked around frantically, but it hit me that he had gotten free from the death grip I had his hand in and was still inside. I ran back into that madness- I ran back in - to try to find him.
And ran headfirst into his chest as he was running out.
yargo Linework done, but needs to be redone. 
mideonwerewolf Planning done on all 3 peices. Linework has began on 1/3.Spike: Done!
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I went to Necropolis last night. For those of you who dont know, it's a haunted house here in Columbia, Missouri. Now, I've never been to a haunted house before, so I may not be the best person to gauge how good it is. However, I will tell you that I've never been more terrified in my entire life and I will never, not for hundreds of dollars, do it again. It was like a madness that never let up or gave you reprieve. It was an inescapable chaos that, even submersed in a group of 8 friends whom I gather the greatest love and support from, I could not reason with. The line between reality and fantasy blurred significantly, and I believe at one point I legitimately feared for my life.
I'm either an enormous coward or this place is incredibly scary. If you enjoy pumping up your stress level like I thought I did, then you'd probably have a good time. But I will disclose to you, in a level of some shame, that mid way through the damn thing I collapsed to my knees and screamed frantically, and could go no further until a friend came back to retrieve me and yank me down the corridor to the next vision of brutality. From then on, until a person (?) of undisclosed gender with a cage encasing its head led us into a closet that imploded on you, everything became a blur. I dont remember much of the vivid detail but I got the general idea, and in my fury of stress only sought to get the fuck out without emotionally breaking.
I will say this for my cowardice. When I finally reached the exit, merciful in it's light from the real world outside, I looked around our group of 8 people and discovered that my hyena was not among us. I panicked and looked around frantically, but it hit me that he had gotten free from the death grip I had his hand in and was still inside. I ran back into that madness- I ran back in - to try to find him.
And ran headfirst into his chest as he was running out.
Also, that's adorable that you ran back o_o <3
o.o *blushes*
*hugs the shaky Arland*
There now ^^
Yeah- do not listen to them.
*hugs* xD
I kinda got jipped though. The vampire from the room before mine kept on following people into my room, and there was a killer clown pop up station right in front of my room, so it was hard to get good scares. That and i was an executioner, and I'm fucking 5'8". oh yeah, realllll imposing. ._. hated the bosses for that haunt. real sleazes.