#sinnerspeaks

[poor-sinner]

A sinner is just kinda... Hanging out in the lobby, they're chilling on a bench with the soul set on, maybe you should go talk to them? They don't seem to have anything better to do...

- @adam-sinner-grace

[Hello! Hope ya don't mind me tossing my sinner to ya, go ahead and bother him however you want :P]

He'd just managed to escape from Grace, mostly unscathed this time save for the usual dull pain in his side.

...he cautiously approached them, but stopped a fair distance away.

They were taller than him. Much taller.

[poor-sinner]

throws worryingly sharp brick for no reason

Pain anon

"WATCH WHERE YOU THROW THAT!"

[He managed to duck out of the way just before the brick would hit him.]

[poor-sinner]

-[ tourist was on a usual run, and they had done pretty well if they do say so themself! ]

-[ they hadn’t even gotten killed by Seek yet. They just got the chase finished and everything- just having slammed the door shut behind them before Guiding Light did. ]

-[ it was always stressful, but they did it and didn’t die, so huzzah. ]

— @hotel-explorer

Sounds of movement, a few doors ahead. It didn't sound like any of the demons or ghouls they had seen before, though.

The noises were faint, but it sounded like a struggle was going on. Muffled sounds of pleading, screaming, then a yelp. Cackling. The sound of something heavy landing on a carpeted floor.

Someone was in trouble.

[poor-sinner]

*You hear footsteps behind you. Hooves clicking along the concrete, the faint rattling of chains echoing through the maze.

It sounds like its directly behind you, but when you turn, it stops, and you see nothing.

Its cold.*

@toleave-towander

...he felt a strange sense of deja vu. He shuddered, feeling eyes on his back.

He stayed quiet, slowly reaching for the B.R.I.C.K. in his pocket.

[poor-sinner]

•...he has been sprayed with some kind of scent..almost a bit like blood...•

just an experiment. ~

"ACK! WHY??? MY ROBES!"

(He's horrified as he realizes what the smell is, and makes a beeline for the vast expanse of water, dousing himself thoroughly.)

"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM???"

[poor-sinner]

pspspses at him

(He's ignoring you.)

(Seems like he doesn't enjoy being seen as a cat...)

[poor-sinner]

JOHN

WHATEVER YOU DO

DON'T TOUCH THE VINES

"I- what?? Okay???"

(He doesn't know what you meant, but he'll keep it in mind anyway.)

[poor-sinner]

hey buddy i was looking at the litanylings up for adoption and here they are

"Oh, um, I don't have the supplies to take good care of them- oh."

(One of them has already approached him and is rubbing up against his leg, making a clicking noise similar to purring.)