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Oct 30th, 2016
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  1. A Happy Halloween day in the B.Ware Family estate
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  3. “Hello everyone, and welcome to the B.Ware Bus Ride! I am Vergilia Onibuss – fitting name, I know – and I will be your guide towards the Halloween special visit to the B.Ware family estate! I hope you enjoy the trip, everyone. And remember: no trick or treating in this vicinity!”
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  5. The young tour guide woman proceeded to wink joyfully at her audience, who were still mindlessly staring at her outfit: a perfectly standard female dark blue suit, if it weren't for the two golden spiked lines across her vest – which made it look like she and the suit had been cut down to pieces – and the skull heads that appeared on her shoulder bag, hat, and on her gray tights too. Even her short brown her had a skull-shaped pin stuck in them. The many children that were in the bus seemed happily surprised, the teenagers, pleasantly startled, and the adults, seriously concerned. But without knowing, all parties involved could agree on one thing.
  6. She was overdoing it.
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  8. “Is everyone doing fine? Vergilia continued as she walked by everyone's seats, blissfully unaware of their various thoughts about her outfit. “Your seat belt, darling. Same for your brother. Oh, lovely outfit there, mister! And… excuse me. Excuse me?”
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  10. It took several seconds for the teenage boy to tear his gaze off the window and look at the tour guide with the most threatening murderous glare he could give. After all, she had just broken his only object of saving distraction in this utterly boring ride.
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  12. “Don't look so sour!” the tour guide whispered. “Is there something wrong?”
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  14. Should he be honest? No, it was funnier to be sarcastic first.
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  16. “You're talking to a random teen with a spiky blue ponytail, a black shirt reading 'Death Shall Happen' right under a blood red winter coatt, and two empty scabbards sitting next to him.” Agasfoy summarized. “Everything about me is wrong. Add 'mood' to the everything part, by the way.”
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  18. “And you're describing your indeed peculiar appearance to a girl wearing a Frankenstein-styled formal suit skulls literally all over her outfit and a name like Vergilia Onibuss as she guides talks to you inside of an actual bus.” Virginia retorted playfully. “Don't worry, I think it's pretty clear that I'm not exactly all there myself.”
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  20. The boy smirked, the grumpy sarcasm on his face almost completely replaced by genuine amusement. “I don't think any name can be weirder than Agasfoy though.”
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  22. Virginia gasped. “No, but I don't think anything can sound any cooler than that! Where d'you get it?”
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  24. “My parents have… interesting ways to name stuff. Not that I'm any less eccentric.” Agasfoy added, pointing at his blue hair. “And to come back to your question, nothing's wrong, I'm just… bored. And like, aren't you supposed to tell us the history of this place we're going or something?”
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  26. “Oh, don't worry about that.” Vergilia exclaimed. “In fact, way to kill two birds with one stone, Agasfoy! Maybe what I'm about to share with everyone won't bore you.”
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  28. “Yeah. We'll see.”
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  30. With another wink, Vergilia walked back to the front of the bus and clapped in her hands to get everyone's attention.
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  32. At least she's kinda funny. Agasfoy thought to himself as his eyes followed her confident motion.
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  34. “Listen well everyone!” Vergilia exclaimed. “As you may already know, the B.Ware Family is a gathering of entertainers from across the four corners of the world that create all sorts of items and facilities together. It is extremely rare that they accept public visits to their estate, and they have all the authority to ask us to leave midway through the trip, so behave yourselves, okay?” Virginia winked again before continuing her speech. “It's thanks to them that we discovered the Rascanidds and learned to co-exist with them, and without that...” Vergilia showed a ring on her left hand, pulled a little hammer from her pocket and gently hit the ring. Right after that, a tiny-sized humanoid body materialized itself over the ring like a jigsaw puzzle, its body appearing piece by piece.
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  36. “...We wouldn't have these cute little creatures like Nyssia over here!” Vergilia concluded, pointing a the little creature. It had a blue jumpsuit-type of clothing, shiny yellow eyes and its most notable feature, a pair of green wings that looked closer to a pair of small wire hangers than anything else.
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  38. “Oh!” Vergilia exclaimed. “We're getting closer to the estate!” she smiled to her crowd. “Make sure to keep your seat belts on, everyone! Road starts getting bumpy from here on out.”
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  43. That was the last thing Agasfoy remembered hearing before the crash.
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  46. B.Ware Clockwork: 6:42 am
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  49. Agasfoy jumped out of bed, the unexpected sound of an ominous organ playing a macabre piece woke him up. The teenage boy fell hard on the ground and immediately rose up, trying to find his way in the darkness of whatever place he was stuck in.
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  51. ...Bed? Agasfoy asked himself, confused thoughts invading his mind. Why was I in a bed? Where… Where am I?
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  53. “Up and at 'em, maggot!”
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  55. The voice filled the place, making Agasfoy jump on his feet once more. Before he could think of anymore questions to ask himself, a sudden light invaded what appeared to be a room decorated with an unhealthy amount of yellow features, from walls, to bed sheets, to clothing, to items on the ground Agasfoy couldn't recognize. A teenage girl was proudly standing in front of Agasfoy wearing her black-striped yellow pajamas, looking down on him with a cold regal glare.
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  57. “This is no place for rookies.” the girl continued. “Get up and get ready. The first meeting is coming right up.”
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  59. “Wh-What are you talking about?!” Agasfoy exclaimed. “Who even are you? And what am I doing here? And why are you wearing paj–”
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  61. “Bows and beaks, Rookie!” the girl interrupted. “Don't bore me with your questions now, will you?” she proceeded to grab a bucket of water next to her bed and spilled it on herself, finally convincing Agasfoy that wherever he had landed, he had been stuck with a girl struck with serious mental issues. Said girl with most probable mental issues moved towards Agasfoy, shivering despite her steady gait. She leaned down, grabbed another bucket and threw it at Agasfoy who, too shocked and confused to even process what was happening, let the ice cold water splash on his entire body.
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  63. “WHAT?!” Agasfoy shouted, his confusion rising by the second. “WHAT?! WHAT?! WHY?!”
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  65. “Hmph! I can shout louder than that, Rookie.” was the girl's sole reaction. “Now enough chit-chatting. Hurry along if you want your answers. We may already be late.” and with that, she forcefully grabbed Agasfoy's hand, opened the door leading towards a dark corridor decorated with brown and black square tiles.
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  67. “Back then it was just an idea that I had!” the teenage girl shouted as they speed-walked through the corridor. Soon enough, a second voice answered her.
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  69. “That I'd make something closely resembling a pad!”
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  71. And then a third.
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  73. “Get a list of everything I need and go to Home Depot, even though the checkout girl called me nuts, what does she know?!”
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  75. Several shadows joined Agasfoy and his crazed-up kidnapper, but the corridor was too dark for Agasfoy to properly see them. All he knew was that they were singing their way to a giant empty living room below a spiral stairway. Once there, the youngsters had finished intoning their crazy refrain, which Agasfoy had yet to learn.
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  77. “So when am I gonna get the answers I want?” Agasfoy asked the girl that was still next to him, having recovered enough from his previous confusion to attempt a dialogue. She stared at him for a few seconds.
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  79. “My name is Kysaline Margarita B.Ware.” she declared. “I was bored and needed some entertainment, so I brought you here. Also, Happy Halloween, I guess. We call it Necrofest here. As for your questions, all you need to know about is the schedule.” Kysaline took a deep breath. “B.Ware Clockwork 7:00 am: Entertainment Scheme Announcement by all members of the family and their Aspirants.
  80. B.Ware Clockwork 7:45 am: bath, eatin preparations for the family breakfast. Usually chaotic, so expect some noise.
  81. B.Ware Clockwork 8:30 am: Battle training against the Impashkib marionettes, and Impashkib marionette crafting experiments. We're battling over floor 2 and 4 this time. Personally I want to conquer the TV Room, there's an interesting show today.
  82. “B.Ware Clockwork 12:30: Entertainment Hours with the Jesters and Harlequins.
  83. B.Ware Clockwork 15:00: Obstacle race and general physical training with our CePrim Servants. Fun times.
  84. B.Ware Clockwork 17:00: Rascanidd wish-granting sessions. And living artifact crafting.
  85. B.Ware Clockwork 19:30: Family Diner feast. Halloween-themed.” Kysaline giggled. “Happy Halloween, Rookie. Enjoy your stay at B.Ware's family estate. By the end of it, you'll be as crazy as all of us.”
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