@"King" @"Bowen" @"Maximum_Fatalis" @"Iridian Death" @"Bolt"
This Halloween was going to be different.
Mirella was bored of the usual antics and wanted to do something a little different. She wanted to have some fun scaring people. Why not make a haunted house? She had the resources to do so. Her mansion was ridiculously large; it would be simple to use at least part of it as a haunted attraction. She also had more than enough money to throw at special effects and fog machines. So she consulted some people and made some orders. Now all of the materials were here, but there was one issue: she needed people to run the haunted house. It would be no fun without actors, and there needed to be people manning the machines.
With some help, she was able to find some people. Now she was just waiting for them to show up. She floated in front of her large Italian-styled mansion wearing all black. Her long hair gently drifted in the wind. Her arms were crossed, and she was sitting like she was in a chair. However, she was in the air and there was no chair underneath her. Some aspects of the place were set up, so there were some gothic decorations and the machines were in their places inside. Her eyes were focused on her phone. She was checking through the list of items. This would be an interesting endeavor to say the least.
This Halloween was going to be different.
Mirella was bored of the usual antics and wanted to do something a little different. She wanted to have some fun scaring people. Why not make a haunted house? She had the resources to do so. Her mansion was ridiculously large; it would be simple to use at least part of it as a haunted attraction. She also had more than enough money to throw at special effects and fog machines. So she consulted some people and made some orders. Now all of the materials were here, but there was one issue: she needed people to run the haunted house. It would be no fun without actors, and there needed to be people manning the machines.
With some help, she was able to find some people. Now she was just waiting for them to show up. She floated in front of her large Italian-styled mansion wearing all black. Her long hair gently drifted in the wind. Her arms were crossed, and she was sitting like she was in a chair. However, she was in the air and there was no chair underneath her. Some aspects of the place were set up, so there were some gothic decorations and the machines were in their places inside. Her eyes were focused on her phone. She was checking through the list of items. This would be an interesting endeavor to say the least.
