She’s Back.

The tap water rushed onto the woman's pale hands, and her hand splashed the water onto her face. She exhaled deeply.

Her gaze lifted to the dirty mirror that was in the bathhouse. Her pupils were quite large, her eyelashes bashing as she stared herself down. She began to blink rapidly. Her torso flinched, squirming slightly as her hands went to cover her mouth. She giggled. The giggle turned to a laughter. The laughter turned to a yell. The yell turned to a manically sound scream. She thrashed her head around, her fist catching with the now smashed mirror. This could be heard from around the town. She continued to laugh insanely, going to skip out of the bathhouse.

A few days after this incident, a torn and damp paper appeared on the note board around the whole city. On it, in red marker, or lipstick, or something, read -

"I'm back!" In lousy, and somewhat eerie handwriting.

(OOC Info : Insane Christine is back, let's give her a warm welcome back into this world as she has returned!)


Watch out Regalia. The psychopath is back, and stronger than ever.
 
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Daniel Silevon felt a shiver run down his spine, looking up from his desk with a frown as he turned his head to look out the open window in his room. Somewhere, somehow, something odd had just happened, something sinister, he could feel in his gut. He shook his head, standing up from his desk to close the window and shut the blinds, hesitating for a slight moment before slowly turning away to continue his work.
 
The tap water rushed onto the woman's pale hands, and her hand splashed the water onto her face. She exhaled deeply.

Her gaze lifted to the dirty mirror that was in the bathhouse. Her pupils were quite large, her eyelashes bashing as she stared herself down. She began to blink rapidly. Her torso flinched, squirming slightly as her hands went to cover her mouth. She giggled. The giggle turned to a laughter. The laughter turned to a yell. The yell turned to a manically sound scream. She thrashed her head around, her fist catching with the now smashed mirror. This could be heard from around the town. She continued to laugh insanely, going to skip out of the bathhouse.

A few days after this incident, a torn and damp paper appeared on the note board around the whole city. On it, in red marker, or lipstick, or something, read -

"I'm back!" In lousy, and somewhat eerie handwriting.

(OOC Info : Insane Christine is back, let's give her a warm welcome back into this world as she has returned!)


Watch out Regalia. The psychopath is back, and stronger than ever.
Edgy
 
"Who is back?"

Sophia asked as she looked at the paper.

"Ooh! Perhaps it is madame de pompetuer! She may have returned from Ithania! Or is it our cleaner? Lanny? Gosh. I hope it isn't my sister. No- that is not her colour. Perhaps we will never know."

Sophia had been rambeling to her servant who simply nodded at everything she heard.

"Perhaps, madame."
 
"Who is back?"

Sophia asked as she looked at the paper.

"Ooh! Perhaps it is madame de pompetuer! She may have returned from Ithania! Or is it our cleaner? Lanny? Gosh. I hope it isn't my sister. No- that is not her colour. Perhaps we will never know."

Sophia had been rambeling to her servant who simply nodded at everything she heard.

"Perhaps, madame."
That night, Lady de Letoirneau would've had a letter pop up at her door.

"Breveux, I see and hear everything."
 
Aleck shivered, blinked and looked up from the paperwork on his desk. He glanced around nervously and grumbled. "Something feels-.. Off." He winced, biting his lip nervously and letting out a large breath before going back to writing, he slept close to his beloved mace that night.
 
Aleck shivered, blinked and looked up from the paperwork on his desk. He glanced around nervously and grumbled. "Something feels-.. Off." He winced, biting his lip nervously and letting out a large breath before going back to writing, he slept close to his beloved mace that night.
hehe i scare you
 
"I'm back!" In lousy, and somewhat eerie handwriting.

Syr walked past the notice board- only to backpedal after she caught a glimpse of the red writing from the corner of her eye. "Huh. Lida, take a look at this." She raises up a finger, smearing it against the red material. Blood? Lipstick?

Lipstick. The Brood rubs the crimson maquillage betwixt her fingers.

"You don't think we have another feral undead- or some of serial killer to hunt, right?" She cranes her gaze back to her friend.

@Bearacuda
 
Nace looked over the text, analyzing it carefully before looking back to Lightboot, a /light/hearted follower of his. Blinking before looking back to the sheet "Theres a physco in my area?"
 
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Lida : Coughed into her arm. She squinted at the writing before looking back up to Syr. "Honestly the serial killer part might be interesting. Aberrants get tiring after avhile. It's nice to get some more exciting game to dig out."

She rocked forward in her chair.

"She's probably Ithanian.. crazy bunch." she'd do quick and frantic swirls around her head with her index fingers.
 
While idly wandering by Deo would spy this strange parchment upon the board, he quickly took a sheet of parchment and tact it to the board underneath it with the words written in cursive, "Hi Back, Im Front. How are you?" And that was all that he needed to do.
 
While idly wandering by Deo would spy this strange parchment upon the board, he quickly took a sheet of parchment and tact it to the board underneath it with the words written in cursive, "Hi Back, Im Front. How are you?" And that was all that he needed to do.
Azra shuddered as she overheard Deo speak. Distinct flashbacks of a certain Velheimer Duke's horrible dad jokes appeared for a moment before she hurried away.

@BeashSlap
 
Lilianne gazed onto the paper, letting out a annoyed sigh as she responds.

"Where do these people come from... I'm back? Who's back? Someone's playing mind games huh... well they will turn up eventually"

Lilianne responded before heading off to the willow with a carefree sigh
 
Manfried makes sure the doors of his house are tightly locked for the next few days after hearing word of the paper.
 
Maiele squinted at the parchment pinned to the tavern board in silence for a few moments- Then doubled over cackling, an arm clamping over her gut throughout the bout of laughter.
"Kids these days."
 
Maiele squinted at the parchment pinned to the tavern board in silence for a few moments- Then doubled over cackling, an arm clamping over her gut throughout the bout of laughter.
"Kids these days."
That night, Maiele would receive a letter.
"Watch your back, kids these days can be very dangerous."
Is all it stated, in the same red liquid the previous note was written in.
 
It's impossible for Christine to be able to contact all these people and know what they've said and who they are. She's crazy, not omnipotent.