The Tea Room (Renovated)

[HoopyFrood]

*Swings the cupboard door open again* Through they come, every one, and by October's dying day, they're here to stay...

*Reaches into the thick darkness and then draws out a shrouded, mottled hand, followed by the rest of the veiled shape. Twirls and dances with it for a moment, yellowed sheet flowing, and then lets go of its hand, freeing it into the room, where it moves through the spread, puddled dark*

[No One]

SE - who said anything about fleeing? Tactical retreat is what it is.

Plus it doesn't seem like a good idea to keep the Hoopster around these things.

[HoopyFrood]

*Reaches into the cupboard again and pulls out a horned demon. Sways and leans with it briefly, and then lets it free into the dark that has taken over half of the room and is still spreading*

[sloweye]

Well that would be ok if anyone could keep hold of her, she's like an eel in a bucket of vaseline!

[HoopyFrood]

*Continues reaching in and drawing more shapes from out of the cupboard, twirling them out into the shadow-ridden room*

[sloweye]

*waits with a pile of sacks, bagging each nasty as it spins in to the room*

[No One]

Hmm, maybe we can make use of Sigmund here...

Oi! Siggy, seize her!

*the large creature steps forward with thunderous weight and picks up Hoopy like a doll, also using his armour to manacle her hands. He looks back for further instructions.*

Okay so far...where would you suggest we go SE?

[sloweye]

Ummm, i've been away for a while...... Do we have a loony bin?

[HoopyFrood]

*Struggled, muffled, cursing rage*

[Wybren]

* Wanders in through the darkness*

Hello, has someone failed to replace the lighting on half the room?

[HoopyFrood]

*The creatures drawn from the cupboard flit around the darkened half, clawing at, leering at, pinching at anyone who stares into the shadows*


*Pulls against the giant, kicking her legs*

[No One]

Hey Wy! Good to see you.

And erm, we seem to have a season-related apocalypse or something going on here. Hoopy's gone mental. Big shock.

Siggy, keer her away from the cupboard!

*Sigmund complies, backing up as much as he can, looking down on Hoopy's struggles with a somewhat curious and bemused expression*

[HoopyFrood]

*As Siggy backs up, moving out of the thick dark and into the lightened half of the room, she starts screaming bloody murder*

[No One]

Oh crap - I don't like that at all...

Uhhh...any suggestions? Anyone?

[sloweye]

chloroform?