The Inn

I wanna start something new and i'm thinking this is going to be a horror rp..... please use an oc that you've already created, and please make it human, or very close to a human. This is sorta a horror rp i guess where your stuck in a haunted inn. You're not allowed to leave, the windows are barred and the doors are locked. this inn seems to have an anti-aging effect where you can't grow older than you were when you first walked in. There seemingly is an endless supply of food and demons sweep the hallways and corridors every night, so beware.

What do you think?

Sure! That sounds pretty good. Something new again from the great creative creator Moicah!!

Ooooos sorry I thought that was Moicah not u.never seen u here

thats ok!

can i join?

you can!

nice

Sure

Ok! the more the merrier!

so when do we start?

So we can start rn if u want but i might be in and out

sorry

its okay and yes i would like to start

ok!

(can u start?)

*you enter the hotel, seeing that it is rundown you turn towards the door. Its locked. you then hear a voice*
Hello!

*i flinched* huh?

welcome, Im Arina.

oh hello *i looked at her*

its best we get to know each other seeing as how youll be here for awhile

as i said, im Arina

*my eyes widened* uh.

*i looked around nerouslly*

*i looked at corbin then at my phone*

(Guys im sorry the teacher was investigations)

are you guys still there

(yes)

(lol)

(Dude im so sorry my teachher uses go guardian i have a solid 40 mins tho)

yeah
we can continue if u want

ok let me see where we left off

ok ready

Phones don't work here

no service

im sorry you stumbled in here, but chances are, your not leaving. the only way to die is to get caught by the demons....

Your in the North Hill Inn in located in Utah, I am Arina. I came here about 100 years ago

Let me explain

this place seems to have an anti aging affect as well as infinite food and water

again im sorry you ended up here...

Here let me show you your room

>62 Moicah: (NoooOo)

(Bye)

(Yay)

(?)

(I'm excited that i'm not aloneeeeee.....)

(heading back to class now)

(hello!)

(I wanna continue this if yall want to

do u want to rn?

*As you look around you see th figure of a woman..*
"Welcome to the Westside Inn."

(hello!)

(Good morning!)

(I saw)

(frrr and i hate bellwork)

(AHHHHHHHHHh)

(yes)

yes

(sure)

(LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO)

(uhm what does inn means again??)

(ooh thanks)

>98 TADCfan: (It’s like a hotel.)

(ok.so is it too late for me to join?)

(No)

(nobody's been here all day)

we can continue tommorrw

(if tomorrow nobody's gonna be here I will die I will have depression I will miss Moicah and I will have mental and emotional and physical trauma!)

(we can start now if u want)

(the inn rp)

(is anyone alive here?)

(I am still traumatized because Moicah is leaving.i teared up all night)

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Im at lunch if u guys wanna start the rp)

*You walk into the Westside Inn... seeing that its dirty, you try to walk out, but the door is locked..*
"Welcome to the Westside in" said a voice.. You look over and see a females silhouette.

"Im Arina.. You?"

(ok im here)

(yay)

*his name is jack*

*Jack walked through the double doors of the Westside Inn, it smelled musty, and the room was dark*

jack: this place is old...

jack: *walks around the inn*

*You felt an uneasy presence, something was watching you*

jack: *looks behind himself and sees a demon* AH- *the demons scratches his eye*

jack: ow..

jack: *looks around the hall and finds a shotgun* this should do...

(No demons yet, let me introduce my ocs and stuff first)

>132 Yuuki_TheMarshmallow: (fine by me)

(There arent any weapons like guns. the inhabitants have created knives however)

*Something emerged from the shadows*

"Hello"

jack: AH

jack: ow...

"Welcome to the Westside Inn..." The voice of seemingly a woman said

jack: who are you?

"Im Arina. I'm the first inhabitant of the Westside Inn. I'll be your guide..."

jack: ok... *gets up*

(where are you?)

(AH hi)

>144 Bazlisprout: (hoi)

(hii adhd!)

>146 Bazlisprout: (hoi)

(hruuu)

okkkkk....