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Queen Spirit Song
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So, ghosties, huh?
Well, pleasure to make your several acquaintances, I guess.
If you couldn't pick up from the back and forth between me and the crusty old fart, my name is Quinn Grimes, the strapping, courageous, absolutely marvelous whipping bo-I mean, assistant. As for the guy who abruptly partnered us, that fossil's title is Old Man to everyone and anyone who meets him. Well, -except- for his lovely granddaughter, who just calls him Gramps.
You know, I've lived with this old timer for over a year now and the bastard hasn't and -still- won't tell me his actual name? Geez.
But whatever, introductions are done. Now onto brass tacks.
The Old Man said to meet him up in the LABORATORY. That'd be a quick jog DOWN THE HALL and UP THE STAIRS. However, seeing as he just -had- to interrupt my beauty sleep, we could MUCK ABOUT and CHAT, maybe POKE AROUND. Though we can't go downstairs or I'll get him shouting in my head again.
Well then, my new ghostly little compadres, what do?
>You maybe have noticed a couple of topics highlighted in blue! (Well, I hope you did. You'd have to be blind to miss them.) These are POINTS OF INTEREST that Quinn will expound upon in more detail if you so choose to ask. Asking about these topics may perhaps yield some form of OPPORTUNITY or background information to the setting or person in particular.
(Choose an option!)
>TALK
>POKE AROUND
>EXIT to HALLWAY
[And with this last opening post, I'll be back much later today. Sorry for the post-and-run, but I haven't much of a choice in the matter!]
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