Oct 27, 2008 14:24
[Bertie is blinking around a dim room, taking in the cobwebs in the corners and the obviously fake skeleton slumped against a wall. He laughs a little.]
Aha, a haunted house. Freddie Widgeon tried to set one of these up in the Drones Club smoking room once. I thought dyeing all the food red was a bit excessive, but... [Bertie laughs again and shakes his head.]
Well, let's see what else is in here. [He opens the creaking door-- and immediately slams it shut, leaning against it to keep it closed. From the other side, a woman's voice is heard: "Bertie? Bertie, darling, why won't you let me in? We can finally be married!" In a panic, Bertie looks around and notices the ghost that has appeared in the center of the room.]
Jeeves! It's Madeleine-- she's found me! Help!
[When the ghost speaks, it speaks with a man's extremely proper voice: "I'm afraid I can't do that, sir." Bertie's eyes widen, and he sinks to the floor, whimpering.]
[[ooc: hehehe, ghosts are looking like people Bertie knows to freak him out.]]
beware the crazy women,
curses!,
victorian is not that old really,
oh no what now,
bertie abuse is go!,
jeeves?