The Siren's song Event

[head_of_affairs]

*The fog begins to thicken all the more, rolling off of the still waters near the Mansion's entry walk way.

With the light of a full moon, the gentle sound of waves rocking to the shore, a humble soft sound soon escapes, calling towards any welcoming ears who listen to their call.*

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*There seems to be the sploshing and sounds of something

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* if it doesn't bother anybody. threadjacking would be awesome, though.

[hasnocookies]

[...If that's a singing ghost, Jane did suggest a mass suicide and it'd be silly to back out of it. Well, excuse her while she tries to make a noose out of her shoe laces.]

Hear me, hear me! Get your nooses here! Kill yourself and save yourself the trouble of listening to these ghostly assholes sing all night.

* Did you call for a threadjack? I flippin' loved Daria!

[proteuspaladin]

[ Cecil hears the singing too as she's trying to decide if the fog from the waters has actually gotten thicker. When the sound of what seems to be a town crier shouting reaches her ears, she turns and peers across the hazy shore. The crier's message is a little unnerving to her, so she hops down from one the rocks she had climbed up onto earlier and heads in the general direction of the voice. ]

Miss! Ah...

[ The paladin furrows her brows and frowns, genuinely concerned. ]

Please don't encourage anyone to harm themselves.

Daria fans, unite! Form of; a dolphin!

[hasnocookies]

[Give Jane a minute, she forgot how to deal with this type. You know - the religious type. Oh, no, there we go. Though she was losing her touch, for a minute there.]

Yeah... Huh. Look, how about you go inside and leave those of us with death wishes to, you know, take the big leap? Jump into the great abyss? Snap our own necks so those frikkin' things will shut up for five damn seconds?

Cue dolphin over the mansion now, sigh.

[proteuspaladin]

[ This close up now, Cecil spots the shoelaces and she arches one snowy white brow doubtfully. ]

...With that noose?

*?

[loftypride]

[ As much as he wasn't up for getting killed, he didn't know this could hurt him so he approached, begrudgingly dipping in a hand to feeling anything out. ]

[mermaidnpc]

*In the pale glow of the moonlight, bright sea green eyes open and reflect as the mermaid stares up at the hand only to rise above the surface.*

A gracious hand you are giving to us?

[loftypride]

[ He took a step back, pulling his hand away. His eyes grew wide, while the rest of him stood up straight, while staring down at her. ]

... What are you?

*

[felicissimo]

[There's always a constant variance in the sounds that resonate from the mansion- most of which Italy finds downright terrifying- but this sound catches his attention. It's different. Soothing. Melodic. Something that he hasn't heard in a while. It's welcoming.

Wandering towards the sound, he finds himself outside, where he recognizes a woman's voice. An absolutely beautiful voice. Clearly, a woman with that kind of voice would have the physical beauty to match, which is just the right motivation to get him braving through the dense fog...more or less.]

Ah- h-hello? Signorina?

[mermaidnpc]

*As crude as it is for mermaids, but hook line and sinker.

One of the mermaids continues to sing happily, just above the surface of the water with hair plastered to her face.*

True love have drafted my heart, give me my sailor bold~

[felicissimo]

[He approaches the shoreline, smiling warmly at the sight of the woman. Looks like he was right!

Is a woman swimming in the waters at night outside of a haunted mansion supposed to be weird? Does that matter?]

Ah, are you looking for someone?

[mermaidnpc]

*Good, an idiot.

She comes to the shallow shore and lays to watch him with her arms folded in front of her.*

Depends. Are you here to find something?

*

[lilcharmedwitch]

[Gwendolen has explored around this lake before, but this is the first time she had noticed these voices. Lovely singing indeed, but she can sense there is a kind of magic laced within. She steps upon the shores, heeled boot shifting in the wet sands]
Who's there?

[mermaidnpc]

*Well, the mermaids don't really want to hurt the women here but--

She surfaces and watches her for a moment.*

[lilcharmedwitch]

[Gwendolen sees her]
What are you doing in the water like that?

[lookatthe_face]

[Miguel indeed had heard the singing, and was now investigating - it almost seemed dream like, like he was imagining it. When it just brings him to the waters edge, he just shrugs it off, thinking it must have been in his head, or one of the ghosts..]

[head_wall]

[Is following just close behind him. Rambling on and on about the Haunted Mansion.]

Is there no place here that makes any sense whatsoever?! I mean one of the rooms was completely upside down. And then there was that marching band of instruments that floated about by themselves and...

[Pears over Miguel, hands on his hips.]

Didn't see something did you?