a ghostly game of tag [Silver]

Hyper · Jul 13, 2015

@"Silver"
> Hal Dionne.

Hal was staring at his watch quietly, contemplating if he was going to survive this. Yeah, he'd probably be fine as long as he doesn't do anything more stupid than what he's already doing. It wasn't like he'd ever been endangered in his astral form, right?

Hal looked up, staring at the pizzeria at the opposite side of the road, while he sat on a bench. The road was practically empty and all that accompanied him was a street lamp. This was the part of the street where it was barely busy, especially in evenings like this.

It was a few minutes before midnight. He'd have to go in there sometime, right? What was the point of sneaking out of the dorms at this hour if he wasn't going to go through with it?

With a sharp intake of breath, he sat up straight, closed his eyes and began to meditate until he could feel he didn't have control from his body. He reached out his hand and got up from his seat. Opening his eyes and turning back, he saw his body now limp, seemingly unconscious.

Hal breathed out and made his way to the pizzeria. He made sure to look around before finding a way in from the back. It didn't surprise him. The place was dark as fuck. There was a few bulbs lit, flickering once or twice but not enough to illuminate the area. Good thing he had a flashlight on him and he could do the poltergeist thing.

He continued to walk, only the light of the flashlight to guide his way. All he could wonder was where the snow leopard was...

Silver · Jul 13, 2015

@"hyperhurricane"

Snow was on sleep mode on the stage, standing up. The only way to tell that she wasn’t active was because her head was low and her eyes were closed. She looked just like a statue, but funny enough, she was the only animatronic that ignored the deactivation commands programmed in them, so she could wake up if she so desired.

She, however, felt an odd presence on the building, though it was somehow…familiar? She opened her eyes almost immediately, midnight was dangerously close and consequently she had to force whoever came in to leave immediately, otherwise…she didn’t even want to think about it. But just as soon as she decided to look for him he saw the flashlight and took a deep breath.

She walked towards the person immediately “You-u-u need to leave, the pizzeria i-i-is cl…Hal?” She looked at him as soon as he recognized his face, there was something different with him, but that was irrelevant, he had to leave “What a-a-are you doing here-re?! I told you to not co-o-ome at this hour!” The panic was clear on her voice, she immediately tried to shove him out, but she started to feel lightheaded…or the closest thing that an animatronic could feel to being lightheaded.

This was bad, terribly bad, she knew perfectly what was going on and there was no way that she could stop it “Hal…I’m…I’m sorry-y-y…please, ru-u-un” Just as she finished saying those words the alarm of a clock went off, letting everyone in the pizzeria that it was 12 AM.

She felt a rush of electricity as the black fog started to surround her. With a deep deactivating sound the eyes of snow turned pitch black and she stood immobile for a couple of seconds before two white glowing dots appeared on her eyes and the fog banished.

Snow looked at Hal silently, like evaluating him, before she jumped towards him with an ear piercing screech, claws and teeth ready to destroy him.

Hyper · Aug 12, 2015

Hal walked in the darkness of the pizzeria, guided only by the flashlight he carried with him. The establishment felt so different compared to when he was here in the afternoon, filled with costumers and children playing around.

Now though... there was a heavy air. he couldn't really put it but the atmosphere made him anxious. For a moment, all he could hear was his own movements until he began to hear faint mechanical noises.

At first he already assumed it was the "haunted robot" and tried to fumble for anything he could use as a weapon. But when the animatromic came into view, he immediately recognized her. "Snow?"

“You-u-u need to leave, the pizzeria i-i-is cl…Hal? What a-a-are you doing here-re?! I told you to not co-o-ome at this hour!”

"I-I'm sorry! But I just really had to know!" he said in defense. Hal could hear the panic in her glitching voice. It send shivers down his spine and made his astral tail curl closer to his body.

"Hal…I’m…I’m sorry-y-y…please, ru-u-un."

Silence fell between them. Hal could feel the chill in the air as Snow went quiet. He'd have thought she shut down but how wrong he was.

Snow looked at him dangerously. When Hal met her empty mechanical eyes, he knes how much he was going to regret his decision about not keeping his promise.

Hal quickly bolted out of his place when Snow jumped at him. Steel bar, I need a steel bar! he thought frantically as he ran off the opposite direction.

Even if he was already starting to regret his decision, it was a little too late to go back. "Sorry, Snowstorm! It's nothing personal against you!" he said as he kept on running, his tail just recklessly flowing behind him.
@"Silver"

Silver · Nov 17, 2015

@hyperhurricane

Snow’s eyes followed Hal as soon as her mechanical claws closed around the empty air in front of her. Several mechanical sounds allowing anyone to know that the rest of the animatronics were back online and with only one objective…kill Hal.

However, Snow, didn’t waited for them this time, many kills had slipped away from her claws lately, and that was driving her crazy. She wanted to feel the blood running through her fingers, and the bones being crushed by her powerful jaw. She was no longer the cute friendly animatronic that Hal met that morning, but a serial killer that only wanted to destroy lives in the most terrible way possible.

Her quick mechanical steps echoed across the hallways as she chased him, the other animatronics getting in strategic points to ambush Hal if he got close enough to any of them…and if he wanted to escape he was going to be forced to do so.

In an attempt to either confuse him, make him stop or at least scare him enough to make him enter in panic and take a decision that would be his demise, she made that illusion appear, the golden version of herself, and to make it more credible she made it appear by making it turn around the corner on the other end of the hallway, exactly towards where Hal was running.

A deep laugh could be heard coming from the Golden Snowstorm, the white fangs glowing with the light of the flashlight…or at least it looked like it. Snow had a lot of practice, so she know perfectly how to make things look more real than they really are “Are you scared, little one?” Unlike Snow’s voice, the illusion’s voice was clean, the mechanic tone and glitches completely gone.

In hopes that he was confused enough she tried to grab Hal’s tail, which was the closes thing to her.

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a ghostly game of tag [Silver]

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