Husband and wife, together in life and in death
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Husband and wife, together in life and in death
Lizzy: uuuuugh…. Wh.. Black.. White.. Greyscale?
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Black and white world…
Panic Park…
“Oh! Ms. Morris!”
You’re up!
Panic Park? Another park meant to terrify the locals? Great, as if one isn't bad enough. But, you seem to be a one-man show at best and have a great distate for that park at worst. At least for Horrorland, that is. I, on the other hand, could use some great assistance. There's no strings attached to my side. All I want is some help to defeat a common enemy. so what do you say? Want to shake on it? - Z.H.
Well, for the most part, your read is pretty accurate. But a one-man show? I'm offended. I have some helping hands behind the scenes. Except unlike the clowns that run HorrorLand, I don't feel the need to make my helpers my mascots.
Hmmm... I'm tempted, really, I am. But what exactly do YOU bring to the table? How can you help me?
There is a pretty obscure game Im trying to find that I played in an arcade as a kid, it was two robot guys (one blue and one reddish/pink) that played some sort of minigames and you controlled your robot using some sort of lever you had to swing horizontally to make your character walk sideways or fix his balance, but the two levers had the same space to move around so you could push your opponent's lever (and consequently, his robot) during the minigame to fuck with them.
Panic Park (Namco - arcade - 1997)
Through the agony of purgatory, shines a hope of recovery
Hey.. It’s Lizzy.
I’m here with.. Morgana
According to her, she’s the caretaker of Mennis Manor, which is where we are right now.
But the way she said it to me…
It strangely feels… Strange.
Anyways, I’m up for ask, if anyone likes to keep up.
You’re even sexier than I imagine.
I swear, you kids these days... always looking at us icons of horror as though we're pinups, even while we're trying to kill you. Even I'm disturbed.
That memory never fades. Every time I turn around, I always find a shadow… Maybe it was HIS shadow? But why does he kept following me?