Terror of Cthulhu
Cthulhu had banged it's little body against this door repeatedly until it opened for it. It scuttled in, rubbing his shoulder, and looked around. The room seemed filled with little trinkets and knick knacks, but nothing caught Cthulhu's attention. It climbed up onto one of the trunks, and jumped from one to another in dramatic stunt-like jumps, until it finally landed on one that popped open and sent it flying into the adjacent wall. After sliding down off the wall, Cthulhu shook itself and jumped back onto a different trunk. It used the momentum to them leap onto Whisper's desk, but found itself sliding right over the top and crashing into all of the jars that sat on it's surface. With a great crash, all of the jars fell to the ground and shattered. Cthulhu grabbed onto the side of the desk, dangling from it to keep from falling as well.
This room was one great boobie trap! Cthulhu had had enough of it. After a quick scuffle onto the desk, it grabbed a pen, scribbled something on a piece of notepaper, and threw it into the mess on the floor.
When Whisper came home to find the mess and picked up all of the notes that had been free from their jars, there would be one more added to them. It said, in terrible handwriting:
u ow cthulhu 1 brainz
This room was one great boobie trap! Cthulhu had had enough of it. After a quick scuffle onto the desk, it grabbed a pen, scribbled something on a piece of notepaper, and threw it into the mess on the floor.
When Whisper came home to find the mess and picked up all of the notes that had been free from their jars, there would be one more added to them. It said, in terrible handwriting:
u ow cthulhu 1 brainz
