The "No Fandom Politics" Dressing Room RPG's Journal

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[As Octopus was randomly wandering the hallways, since she hadn't been out for awhile, she came upon a room. The door wasn't all the fancy, and it looked perfectly normal, but... but she felt some sort of odd.. "nostalgia" of this. It wasn't exactly a great feeling though, which was making her reconsider.

But, of course, she stupidly wandered into the room.

What a bad idea.]

No... No!

[There it was... the suit. The very suit that made her insane; the one that dragged on her killing nature, hidden deep inside under that faux smile. She didn't want to be in her. She wanted so bad just to run back out and nail the damn door down.

But she found that she couldn't move. It was almost as if she was glued to that very spot.

That is, until she found herself slowly stepping forward towards the pile of metal. She wanted to cry, she really did. She felt her eyes brimming up with the familiar water, but they refused to fall. Soon enough, she stood upon the spot, right next to it.

She suddenly wanted to put it on.

As she stared at for a few moments, she reached for it and soon enough... Octopus was back inside the tentacled suit of armor.]

ehehehehehehehehehahahahahAHAHAHAHAH~!

[She started to laugh, a menacing laugh unlike the real one she emitted usually. It was more sinister, more... beast-like. Her voice was melted with an angry, growling voice. One that would be thought to sound like a demon.]

IT'S ALL SO FUCKING HYSTERICAL~! LAUGH WITH ME! LAAAUGH~!!

[She glided out of the room, grinning under the shapeless, faceless mask upon her face, like a maniac, although it went unseen.]

((Octopus has found her Beast Suit. Watch out, she'll try to kill you. Try not to get whacked by her tentacles. She'll be like this for awhile.))

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Current Music: Hey There Mr. Brooks - Asking Alexandria