[She had seen carnival funhouses a billion times. Heck, she had even 'added' to the affairs on her own a few times by adding her own jumpscares on unsuspecting friends when she was bored. But this set up in Tisse took the cake that year for corniness.
....On first glance, anyway.
Mattie started having second thoughts about her quick judgement when she realized where she was not long after she stepped inside-- and, when those walls started closing in--]
Oh shit. They better not be fucking around with us here!
IV
[Mattie was quick to ignore the proper tour once she jumped on the back of the hayride, hidden among the bales of hay so her flaxen hair and dark coat blended in with the shadows and the scenery-- for the suspected Chocobo Thief wasn't exactly allowed near the stables.
At least, not without supervision.
Once the recorded voice started droning on, Mattie started making up her own tour in hushed tones, only for those in the back within hearing range.]
That cute bed and breakfast we're passing there? 'Bout fifty years ago it was put together by a cute out of town couple looking to put down roots. They were good people with big hearts, and sometimes they wouldn't charge for the night if they saw someone in trouble. One morning, the neighbors found it on fire....
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Mordred (AU: Mattie Camlann) | Fate/Apocrypha
This? Is beyond lame.
[She had seen carnival funhouses a billion times. Heck, she had even 'added' to the affairs on her own a few times by adding her own jumpscares on unsuspecting friends when she was bored. But this set up in Tisse took the cake that year for corniness.
....On first glance, anyway.
Mattie started having second thoughts about her quick judgement when she realized where she was not long after she stepped inside-- and, when those walls started closing in--]
Oh shit. They better not be fucking around with us here!
IV
[Mattie was quick to ignore the proper tour once she jumped on the back of the hayride, hidden among the bales of hay so her flaxen hair and dark coat blended in with the shadows and the scenery-- for the suspected Chocobo Thief wasn't exactly allowed near the stables.
At least, not without supervision.
Once the recorded voice started droning on, Mattie started making up her own tour in hushed tones, only for those in the back within hearing range.]
That cute bed and breakfast we're passing there? 'Bout fifty years ago it was put together by a cute out of town couple looking to put down roots. They were good people with big hearts, and sometimes they wouldn't charge for the night if they saw someone in trouble. One morning, the neighbors found it on fire....
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[Don't see a prompt you like? Make up your own! Plotting comment is here and you can find me on plurk at