Real Terror! ((Still acccepting RPers. Scary RP Rated T)) ANOUNCEMENT!

"Fantastic." Michael replied with a smile before turning around and looking at Hanyer with a much more serious expression. "You don't have to come with me, it's going to be dangerous you know." He explained the obvious, feeling slightly nervous and conflicted about wanting Hanyer to come with him and not wanting Hanyer to be in danger.

"O'course you can wait here, this is where everyone expects us to actually be when they're finished...." Michael conceded as he glanced towards Hanyer's house.

Hanyer was a bit freaked out with "Thomas's grandfather" around. But after hearing that Michael was going back to Amity House, Hanyer forgot about it.

"No I'm coming with you. I said I would stay behind with you and I'm going to stick to that promise."

((If Nightmare doesn't come on, would it be horrible if just stumbled upon the portal?))

(( I dunno, we could probably go on but... we would have no idea what he planned.))

((that's true *shrug* guess we can wait))

Michael bit the side of his cheek before nodding in reply.
"Lets be off then." He ordered everyone, including himself before turning to look in the direction of the Amity house and then slowly beginning to walk towards it.

"So far we can tell that there's quite a few ghosts around the home, your grandson actually sent two to the afterlife as far as I can tell, he's quite skilled I must say." Michael informed the Grim reaper as he tried to ignore the rain that was falling. "But we're sure that there's at least one other ghost, and he happens to be insane as well so that should be fun for you. I'm pretty sure that you'll find the ghosts of some of his family members as well, and many other people thanks to the effects of the rift." He continued, reminding himself as much as he was the Grim Reaper.

"I'll be going into the basement to get as close to the rift as possible. I'm pretty sure that there's a portal behind the staircase door, though I am not sure whether it works through time, space, mind or or some combination of them all to be honest." Michael continued to explain as he drifted out of the lead a bit to stand between Hanyer and Thomas' Grandfather. "Which do you think would be the wiser move Sir? Should we stick together and take care of the ghosts or rift together, or split up and complete each of our duties seperated from the other?"

Death frowned in thought, "It depends on what you want done and your faith in your friends. If you believe your friends can only function together, then you should assign them to the task that's most important so it's done for sure. If you have faith in your friends, then you should assign them to separates tasks. The certainty of success may be smaller but if they truly live up to your trust, they will get them all done."

Michael but his thumb as he processed what Death had just informed him. The boy immediately stopped and crouched towards the ground before rummaging through his pockets which held a cellphone, wallet, lint, and a small pencil which Michael then grabbed and held it against the ground writing two boxes. One box was full of his friends names, the second box listed the four missions that he was sure would be necessary.

"Nick, Lily and Charlie will continue to look for the Philosopher's stone to save me, they're going to make a pretty great team after all." He decided, saying the last bit in a rather bitter tone as he realized putting Nick and Lily on the same team would bring the best results from both. "You will take care of the ghosts in the house." He added as he pointed the pencil at the Grim Reaper.

"Hanyer and I will be a team that enters the portal...Thomas and Taryn will join us and they would make a decent team two in case we had to split up. I would put Ceshie with team save my ass, Alan would join Thomas and Taryn if we wanted to make his skills be as useful as possible..." The boy continued to list as he assigned his friends into their various positions.

He bit the tip of his pencil before releasing it and nodding in satisfaction with his decisions and looking up at his two current companions. The boy then pulled his cellphone back out and proceeded to write a text to Thomas.

'I need you, Taryn, and Alan. Meet me at Amity will explain there.' He read over again before clicking send and looking back up at Hanyer with a weak smile. "I'm not sure if we reached them in time, but if they do get it then they should be useful."

Death nodded, but he allowed his eyes to glow red for a moment, "Do not presume to command me, mortal. Nevertheless, I desire to rid this house of ghosts once and for all."
His eyes then returned to normal and he grinned, "Let's get crackin'."
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Thomas rolled his eyes as he head his phone vibrate. Who could be texting him now. He opened it and saw it was Michael. He spoke, "Taryn, Alan, we need to get to Amity House again."

"Ill see you guys around." Lily said, kicking out one of the classroom windows for fun.

Charlie cried out when Lily kicked a window and then giggled quietly.

"Tell Hanyer and Michael good luck for me," she told the trio.
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Hanyer nodded. He was hoping that Michael was making the right descion in his choices, but he trusted him enough to think so.

"Come on Charlie." Lily said, squeezing into the building through the small window.
"I'm hungry, we can wait for Nick in the Cafeteria."

Charlie followed the older girl. She didn't have to really squeeze that much either, but it was still weird going through a window.

"Yeah I'm kind of hungry too."

"They probably have some tacos or ie cream or something left over from lunch."She said, nonchalantly, opening the door that led to hall.
"Did you know there is a hidden classroom door somewhere in the gym? It's there from when the school was first built in 1908."

Michael looked up at Hanyer with a smirk on his face as he heard Death's comments behind him. "I wouldn't think of it Sir, but don't presume that I'm just a mortal boy at this point. It's obvious we've gone too far past that point now." The Philosopher's book replied, sounding slightly smug about the whole thing.

Of course the expression on his face soon reverted back to his familiar scowl as Michael realized what he had just said to the Reaper. "Please ignore that part." He requested before putting the small pencil he had been holding back into his pocket so he could wipe away some of the rain that had dripped onto his face. He realized that he had not only just taunted Death, but he had also sabotaged his friends plans to save himself as well. Michael wasn't sure whether he should be proud or self-loathing at the moment, so he simply shrugged and continued to walk towards the Amity House.

"That sounds awesome," Charlie said. She'd like a taco. "And I didn't know that. Sounds kind of creepy. I'm betting some students have found uses for it over the years."

Alan looked at Thomas and raised an eyebrow. "What? Michael need us already! Sheesh that didn't take long." He said

"Whatever it is, I don't want to keep him waiting," Thomas told him with a shrug.

Taryn looked at Thomas and nodded. Her eyes flashed between him and Alan and she said, " 'Kay, let's get a move on," before running off toward the fence again, ready to jump or climb it. She wasn't sure which yet, but there was a weird, pent up energy inside her, like electric currents running through her blood, that she felt the need to expend.

Thomas smiled at Taryn's behavior before following her to climb the fence. He didn't know if he could jump the fence or not and he knew that if he got hurt, he'd slow them down.

Taryn decided to do half of each thing, leaping onto the fence and then clinging to it and climbing the rest of the way up. She seldom got hurt, having done so so many times during her clumsy stage that she had gotten good at avoiding it. But it was best not to be too risky now. There was no time to. When she was over it, she stood waiting for Alan and Thomas.

After a few minutes, Thomas climbed over the fence as quick as he could. When he reached the top, he jumped to the ground next to Taryn and murmured, "I wonder what Michael wants us to do."

"Meh, they put the old time capsule in there so it will be easier to open in a few years. and they have the occasional meeting and stuff in there if it's super important." Lily said with a shrug. She went to the switchbox on the wall and turn the lights on.

Taryn shook her head and murmured, "I've no idea... I have a feeling that the situation is dire, on both ends." She didn't know where the sudden change in cadence had come from. It happened sometimes, only ever at night or when she felt nervous, but her manner of speaking became very old, as if it wasn't even her talking anymore.

Thomas gripped Taryn's hand, attempting to make her feel better. He grinned at her, "Don't worry. We'll resolve both situations."