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A forest. An abandoned building. The faintly painted words of "Maxxy's Funhouse". These thing were normal for Maxus and his friends, Jasmine, Harleen and Frederick. The abandoned establishment was decorated as well as the animatronic humans could muster, they set up a little stall outside the building, Harleen stood at that, Maxxy hid in the bushes, ready to jumpscare people who came here for fun. Jasmine stayed inside. Not wanting to see others. She's reclusive-

Do you approach? Do you run? Do you comfort these forgotten creations? Do you spite them for their hope? Fate is in your hands. Choose wisely.

A short yet curvy girl was strutting along the ridden dirt path like usual, gazing at the fine leaves on the trees above her head. As she was looking upwards, she didn't notice the rock on the ground, which she just so happens to completely trip over. Falling flat on her face, she spit out dirt and muttered multiple curses under her breath. As she was about to continue walking, she noticed the building looming in the distance.
"Well then. That seems interesting." Villy muttered starting quickly for the building.

"SCREEEEEEEEEEE" Maxus jumped out, letting out an unholy staticed screech

"HOLY SHHHHHHHH- WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Villy screamed, jumping back and falling right onto her back, eyes wide and terrified.

Having just made his way out of the neighbourhood and started on his way toward the apartment complex that he lived at, Noël was walking slowly as he stared down at his digital camera screen whilst going through the pictures he took that evening already. There was a smile on his face as he recalled some of the events of the night -- more so when he ended up at the start of the night reel where pictures of his friends were the first things taken.

When there was a screech and a yelp, Noël gave a slight start and looked around. Bagging his camera carefully, the young man dressed as Sherlock Holmes started making his way toward the direction of the sound.

Noël was tempted to call out, but he reminded himself that it was still Halloween, and it was likely that it was just some form of trick that worked on the victim. However, it was always nice to be sure.

A hand went into his jacket's pocket, his fingers soon curled around his phone. If anything was going on, it was best to be safe rather than sorry.

"Hello~?" Noël chirped, walking toward the building that looked relatively abandoned. He saw two people -- a girl on the ground, and a... male...? standing not too far away.

"Everything alright over here?" Noël asked as he neared the two.

"NO! Nothing is okay! I just got A-Fricking-ttacked by this... THING!" Villy exclaimed sarcastically, gesturing wildly to the animatronic towering over her.

For a moment, Noël appeared to have his doubts. There were many reasons to doubt certain accusations or acts on Halloween, though he was also the type of person that always gave the benefit of the doubt.

Of course, the sarcasm did not help his own thought process.

"Should I call the police?" Noël asked, taking a step forward and extending his free hand to the woman in case she wanted to distance herself.

Noël then turned his gaze to the questionable person in the animatronic costume. Surely... this had to be a joke, right?

(Just a quick notice, Maxus WAS my character, the account I used for him didn't get verified so let's say they all disappeared )

(I'll actually be making another TorT for Spencer, my only animatronic character now, join if you wish)