[h1][b][i][color=CC99FF][center]Dorian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/2fe3c126-6e8b-4034-9d2c-cb85cfcb301f.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Mario World
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Dorian floated silently for a moment, watching as both Gideon and Mary Sue had fallen into the lava. It was only for a second, but it stretched on for what felt like minutes. Suddenly there was a familiar sound as both of them glitched back onto the platform. He flew down towards them and as he began to approach,  the scene shifted. The game had changed. Winning didn't guarantee an immediate out, only a new location to play in. His body now stood firmly on the ground once more, Sabine, Mary, and Gideon all back to their normal selves. Dorian wrapped his arms around all of them, squeezing them tight. [Color=CC99FF]”You guys did amazin’ back t'ere! Clearly t'ere needs to be some trainin’ on all of our parts for last second power usage, I feel like t'at'll come in ‘andy for t'e future but, anyways we made it! To…uh…”[/color]

Dorian looked around at where they were, it was a small room, metallic and rectangular. The hum of an engine could be heard idling just outside the walls. A generator? Screens littered a metallic desk on the far end as the wall to his left was littered with devices and objects that seemed both commonplace and high-tech. The right a screen that projected some statistics for them, and to the left of that screen was a pinboard with information. Andy Lensharr, responds to everyone. His eyes lit up, quickly running over to the opposite wall. [Color=CC99FF]”Gideon as much as I'd love to be in an episode of Buzzfeed Unsolved, t'is isn't t'at. We are in Phasma!!! It's a ghost ‘untin’ game and one t'at ‘elped start my streamin’ career. People love seein’ a ghost boy gettin’ spooked by virtual ghosties.”[/color] 

Dorian grabbed three things off the wall, the same amount the game allowed. One strong Flashlight, honestly who used the regular ones anymore? One Spiritbox, and the thermometer. [Color=CC99FF]”Name of t'e game is identify t'e ghost. We should all ‘ave logs to help us decipher what it is we are dealin’ with. I've got temps, speaking, and a Flashlight. I suggest everyone grabs a Flashlight and two other items. Use t'is info to determine what kind of spirit it is and if it's friendly or…can kill us. It seems Arcade ‘as a t'ing for Magneto given t'e ghosts name. Probably an attractive made us son of ‘im or somet'in. Like anot'er Pietro. Anyways, t’ree biggest rules. One: if your Flashlight flickers you eit'er run out t'e front door or turn it off and ‘ide ASAP. T'at means a ‘unt ‘as started and we angered t'e ghost. Two: If you find devices IN t'e ‘ouse; i.e Oujia Board, Monkeys Paw, Tarot Cards, leave em be till we all ‘ave discussed it. Sometimes t'ey mean instant death. Trois: Try not to anger t'e ghost.”[/color] 

Dorian then ran off the van and entered the house. Pulling out the digital thermometer and turning it on before inspecting the initial doorway and first room before him. Walking around the space it stayed steady, an even 75° the entire way as he let out a sigh. [Color=CC99FF]”Hey! So two t'ings. Eith’er A. We are in easy mode where t'ere is a bit of set up time before any real activity. Or B. T'is isn't t’e room for Magnetos kid.”[/color] He called out from the doorway to the others.