♛ psychosis ☛ youtube rp ☛ open

[nyctomancy]

sean found himself, face first, on the floor. and it wasn't a lovely floor, mind you; the damp wood gave off an unpleasant odor. groaning slightly, the irishman picked up ahead, blinking rapidly as his blue orbs attempted to adjust to the low level. "bollocks!" he swore quietly, glancing around. "where am i?" last he knew, he was at home, slumbering in his bed. and yet.. now, he was here?

[anathema]

mark

[yttd]

| mark edward fischbach | 26 | male | crush; sean [small bit] |

Mark was confused to say the least, the room perplexed him as he looked around, the dull demeanour of his surroundings dampening his mood a little as he sat himself up in the bed he realised he was laying in. He found he was in clean, fresh clothes and his hair was freshly washed...however he had no memory of washing it, but hey, he wasn't exactly complaining. He moved out of his room and glanced around the hall, feeling a shudder pass through him. "Any Ghosty-Goos want to come and fight me?!"He called, trying to sound more confident than he actually was. "I'm ready for ya!"He called out into the hall, currently unable to see any figures around him.

[loomis]

At first Phil just saw a whole lot of darkness and wondered silently if he had finally been abducted. But then his eyes began to adjust and he found himself met with not the environment you'd expect in an alien space craft, but that of an old house. A dusty one, at that. Predictably, the first thing he worried about was- "Dan?" Geez, Phil. At least let a girl finish narrating. He gazed around the room for a moment, absolutely dumbfounded and confused as to how he got himself in this situation.

[prince.]

Dan really wasn't sure what to do. He was seemingly alone. Just how far away from Phil was he? Was Phil even in this house? With a determined mindset, he quietly walked over to the only door, opening it with a creak and peering out into the dark halls. Despite his calm appearance, if anything popped up, he was literally going to scream. "Phil?" He called, waiting to see if anybody would reply.

[prince.]

[bump]

[loomis]

Phil scrambled to his feet, making his way to the door and opening it slightly, hearing two familiar voices which prompted him to fully leave "Dan!" He called before having another listen and adding "...Mark?" Of course, the gamer's voice was very distinct and Phil could probably recognize it even if ten other people were speaking.

[yttd]

| mark edward fischbach | 26 | male | crush; sean [small bit] |

Mark glanced around when he heard the sound of a somewhat familiar voice calling his name. The voice didn't sound like any of his main friendship group he collaborated with, however it was familiar. "Is that you, Phil?" He called out, his eyes roaming the halls as he started to walk, hugging himself a little just in case something decided to try and attack him.

[prince.]

"phil!" dan called once he heard phil's voice, starting to run through the halls in an attempt to find his friend. it's like a maze in here! glancing around, he couldn't see where he was going, so he was taking a big risk, and little did the youtuber know, he was being followed. "phil?!"

[nyctomancy]

hesitantly creeping over to the door, sean opened it, before poking his head out. blackness. odd, there didn't seem to be much light. grumbling to himself, the blue-eyed youtuber squinted, as he attempted to make out the hallway. nope. still nothing. however, his ears did pick up on.. voices? they were familiar too. "hallo?!" called out the man, "is someone there?"