Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24748329-20170612210656/@comment-26510374-20170828194801

"No, THIS is the right way," Nocte Cor snarled. "This way here. She even said so. It's in the directions."

"This street goes two ways! It could refer to either! They don't even specify!" Vertigo argued. "Look, the right way should clearly be this way since it looks the sppokiest and Claw sent us a picture.."

"Fine!" Nocte Cor waved her paws in the air. "I'm calling her. I'm going to call her right now and prove your stupid assumptions wrong!" She grabbed the phone from Vertigo.

"What's taking her so long?" Nocte Cor muttered after several rings.

"Maybe she's dead," Vertigo suggested.

"Why would you even THINK that?"

"Well, her phone call did detail something about an 'Espurr' dying and several users missing or trapped in the manor somewhere..."

"Oh look! Finally! Hello, this is Nocte Cor. We need you to specify the direc- what? Spider? Trapped? Cobras, traps, paralysis, extreme panic attacks in the kitchen, stop saying back everything I say?"

"Ooh, I'd like to be there now," said Vertigo. "Ask her for directions."

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"...Then at the giant dead tree, turn left. No, Vertigo, Nocte Cor's left. You're intelligent to know that directions don't change if you just turn around," Claw said, squishing herself further into the silk cocoon to get a better grip on the phone.

"Yes, that's right. No, you don't get to help the invisible force working against us, this is downright torture. You're a psychopath, not a full-blown sadist, Vertigo, and I'm not using the inkwell to change that. Yes, I'm trapped in a giant spider's giant spiderweb. Come quick, the spider will suck out my insides soon."

She ended the call and began to gnaw at the strong threads encasing her, making slow progress.