HELP

[Chipster of Noonvale]

Hmm...let's try something else...

Their fires are scaring all the rats away, but ooh, there are way too many rats for them to keep up!  The positive one is doing a good job, but there is a limit to what one creature can do, and the pointless one is, well, pointless.  We've got our stuff, but will you have the strength to survive this danger, while we prepare to save you from the other danger?

[The Skarzs]

Wat

[Rosie Willowwater]

*Screams even louder*

I. HATE. FLIES.

*Cowers in a corner*

[The Skarzs]

How is that relevant?

[Rosie Willowwater]

*Awkward silence*

I.... misread... it.

*Slides away*

[The Skarzs]

[Hickory]

Flies, huh?

The mask was a thing on it's own, behind which Jack hid, liberated from shame and self-consciousness.

[Cornflower MM]

Yeah, no, I'm still confused. Is this like a CYOA or what?

[Delthion]

That is for Chip to know and for us to find out my dear Corn!

[Chipster of Noonvale]

Ooh the pretty one is trapped in quicksand and the cowardly one predictably did little to help.  The positive one is dealing with the rats who are still wrecking havoc, the pointless one is still doing nothing, and you're still trapped in your own unrelated trap.  We just came back with our stuff, but we just realized we forgot to bring some of it, so we'll have to make a second trip to the other side of reality.  But who will survive this horrible mess?

[Delthion]

Mask, because she all started it. She is the Mask of the Red Death. *Suspense intensifies.*

[The Skarzs]

*Intensity suspsensifies.*

[Rosie Willowwater]

I have a guess what this is all about

[Maudie]

@Delthion Don't try to drag me into this.

[MatthiasMan]

Infinite power!