Trapped

[witchesper.livejournal.com]

Please... please let me out of here. Please get me out. Help me... help me... Please. Please get me out. Someone... please...

[ooc: Terra is trapped in this painting and is freakin' out]

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[witchesper.livejournal.com]

[is just gonna be sitting in the painting staying FAR away from the Death Dealer]

[slaysgiants.livejournal.com]

[reaches the right floor but...]

...Which picture are you trapped in?

[witchesper.livejournal.com]

Find a girl with green hair. That's me.

[slaysgiants.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[a moment of silence as he locates you]

That looks...frightening.

[witchesper.livejournal.com]

[see icon for appropriate expression]

[slaysgiants.livejournal.com]

[contemplates vandalizing property cutting her out of the painting]

I wonder if my sword would be able to free you from such a thing.

[witchesper.livejournal.com]

W..wait. If you damage the painting, you might hurt me too.

[slaysgiants.livejournal.com]

Are you saying I cannot even cut around your figure without hurting you?

[witchesper.livejournal.com]

I don't really know. One of my friends was a pictomancer; if she were here I'm sure she would know.

[slaysgiants.livejournal.com]

...Is there anything else I can do then?

[witchesper.livejournal.com]

Watch out for strange creatures. The one who trapped me had a white face... like a mask.

[slaysgiants.livejournal.com]

A white face...alright. I will watch out for this creature then.