Gold-plated

[Anja]

On my last post, I didn't have Anja come into the room. She didn't move at all.

[Anja]

HELLOOOOOOO

[Dianelopa]

Oh no, I never think of looking here. I hope you think of some exciting quest which Anja may demand. Maybe even Benj or Puck could do something odd. And maybe Thad comes in again?

[Anja]

Yeah, but right now, it would be cool if you could edit your last post before I posted, because Anja never came into the room.

[Dianelopa]

OK, I've taken that off. But I did understand right that she opened the door?

[Anja]

Yes. In my previous post, the magic of the door was explained. The door is webforged and bound to her, so that she can control it from afar with her mind.

[Morry]

If this is a 'duh', feel free to shoot me. But, feel free to skip Morry since he's asleep and isn't getting up until something, a noise or otherwise, wakes him up.

[Anja]

ah, good point. Thanks for kicking me.

[Anja]

HOLY FFW BATMAN! At this point, I think you two can take over for a bit.

[Dianelopa]

I've given several possibilities for something to happen to Thad and Dianelopa. the windown making noise, being in front and visible from the street, and the water in the basement which can hold dangers. But do we want to use any of these things? Or just go on? Perhaps one of you has an idea of something bad that happens at this point.

[Morry]

I had a bit of an idea, but I wanted to surprise you. Writing a post as we speak, though I'd imagine it'll just freak them both out a good bit and get them to move quicker, lol.

[Anja]

I've been jonesing to get back in here, so I made a post. Carry on, you two, I'll throw in a short one whenever there is cause to.

[Morry]

Go for it, Joe :] *flails and smears Morry germs all over everything*

[Dianelopa]

Joe, do you want to make Thad do something? I'm not quite sure what to have him do, get jealous? suspicious? angry? or something else?

[Anja]

Now, why didn't we think of this earlier? Of course, I can play Thad! Really busy until Sunday, I'll see if I can muster some muse before then, but no promises.