[It all starts out as a normal day for Larry. Groggily brushing his teeth over the bathroom sink, he's getting ready to pick up several Cybuddies that he has to petsit until evening. However, the ear-piercing screech of...something going on outside nearly makes him choke on his toothbrush! It goes clattering into the sink as he jerks it out of his mouth and staggers to his apartment door to figure out what the hell that was.
At first, Larry doesn't really notice anything wrong. He can't see the hole that the sound came from right away, nor can he sense the oncoming mass of spirits. He definitely sees people freaking out though...that's weird...
As he's trying to process his surroundings, that's when it hits him. Something rushes past with amazing speed, sending chantings of murder as it goes. It's followed by several more similar rushing shapes, and several more. Larry nearly falls over from shock, managing to grab onto his door handle for support. Okay, as much as he wants to just nope back inside, his experience with this place tells him it might not be that easy. So he turns to someone nearby who seems to actually be interacting with the murder wind.]
Hey! Heyyy! What the heck's goin' on here?!
II
[As terrifying as wandering around with ghosts around every corner is, Larry really does have his job to get to. He needs to keep it, it's the only way he's able to afford potential dates! So after cleaning up, he ventures out.
That was a mistake of course, because it doesn't take long for a particularly nasty ghost to prey on him. A mere couple blocks away from the residential district, he stops dead in his tracks when a voice calls out to him. Just hearing it sends a chill down his spine.
It's his own voice, and he's damn sure he didn't call out to himself.
But when he turns, Larry Butz is exactly who he sees. The likeness is incredible... Incredibly freaky, that is. It's like he's looking directly into a mirror that isn't there, only while Larry is extremely frightened by this turn of events, the other Larry seems on the verge of tears. The other Larry wants him to follow, and the worst part of all is he actually does end up following it, partially out of fear as to what it'll do if he doesn't, and partially out of morbid curiosity as to what the hell it is and why it looks so sad...
That was mistake #2, naturally. Eyes focused solely on the ghostly mirror image of himself, he doesn't notice that it's leading him straight toward a slight ledge that drops into oncoming traffic below.
Thiiis is a problem. Hopefully someone's nearby to notice this guy seemingly trying to walk himself to his doom.]
IV (post-III)
[You'd think after that horrifying fiasco, Larry would want to just go lock himself in his apartment for the rest of the day. And...you'd be right, that's exactly what he's planning to do now that he's managed to pick up the Cybuddies he's watching today.
However, the ghosts don't intend to make his trip home any less awful. First, a particularly creepy ghost decides to just pop out and touch him, nearly making him faint from fright. Then, it turns out not even the Cybuddies he's watching after are safe from the vengeful spirits. Said spirits dive right into the robotic animals and set their sights on Larry.
These two things combined lead to...well, for anyone passing by, it looks like Larry has been pinned down by two of the cutest Pomeranian Cybuddies as they aggressively and lovingly(...?) lick his face. Larry, meanwhile, is screaming in terror and is too paralyzed by fear to just...push them off of him.]
H-HELP! HELP ME! THEY'RE GONNA KILL MEEEEE!!
[Oh boy.]
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[Choose your own adventure? It's sure to be a hot mess with Larry involved.]
OTA!
[It all starts out as a normal day for Larry. Groggily brushing his teeth over the bathroom sink, he's getting ready to pick up several Cybuddies that he has to petsit until evening. However, the ear-piercing screech of...something going on outside nearly makes him choke on his toothbrush! It goes clattering into the sink as he jerks it out of his mouth and staggers to his apartment door to figure out what the hell that was.
At first, Larry doesn't really notice anything wrong. He can't see the hole that the sound came from right away, nor can he sense the oncoming mass of spirits. He definitely sees people freaking out though...that's weird...
As he's trying to process his surroundings, that's when it hits him. Something rushes past with amazing speed, sending chantings of murder as it goes. It's followed by several more similar rushing shapes, and several more. Larry nearly falls over from shock, managing to grab onto his door handle for support. Okay, as much as he wants to just nope back inside, his experience with this place tells him it might not be that easy. So he turns to someone nearby who seems to actually be interacting with the murder wind.]
Hey! Heyyy! What the heck's goin' on here?!
II
[As terrifying as wandering around with ghosts around every corner is, Larry really does have his job to get to. He needs to keep it, it's the only way he's able to afford potential dates! So after cleaning up, he ventures out.
That was a mistake of course, because it doesn't take long for a particularly nasty ghost to prey on him. A mere couple blocks away from the residential district, he stops dead in his tracks when a voice calls out to him. Just hearing it sends a chill down his spine.
It's his own voice, and he's damn sure he didn't call out to himself.
But when he turns, Larry Butz is exactly who he sees. The likeness is incredible... Incredibly freaky, that is. It's like he's looking directly into a mirror that isn't there, only while Larry is extremely frightened by this turn of events, the other Larry seems on the verge of tears. The other Larry wants him to follow, and the worst part of all is he actually does end up following it, partially out of fear as to what it'll do if he doesn't, and partially out of morbid curiosity as to what the hell it is and why it looks so sad...
That was mistake #2, naturally. Eyes focused solely on the ghostly mirror image of himself, he doesn't notice that it's leading him straight toward a slight ledge that drops into oncoming traffic below.
Thiiis is a problem. Hopefully someone's nearby to notice this guy seemingly trying to walk himself to his doom.]
IV (post-III)
[You'd think after that horrifying fiasco, Larry would want to just go lock himself in his apartment for the rest of the day. And...you'd be right, that's exactly what he's planning to do now that he's managed to pick up the Cybuddies he's watching today.
However, the ghosts don't intend to make his trip home any less awful. First, a particularly creepy ghost decides to just pop out and touch him, nearly making him faint from fright. Then, it turns out not even the Cybuddies he's watching after are safe from the vengeful spirits. Said spirits dive right into the robotic animals and set their sights on Larry.
These two things combined lead to...well, for anyone passing by, it looks like Larry has been pinned down by two of the cutest Pomeranian Cybuddies as they aggressively and lovingly(...?) lick his face. Larry, meanwhile, is screaming in terror and is too paralyzed by fear to just...push them off of him.]
H-HELP! HELP ME! THEY'RE GONNA KILL MEEEEE!!
[Oh boy.]
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[Choose your own adventure? It's sure to be a hot mess with Larry involved.]