Trickster Tara: lays candy Ooooh, youuu realllly think youu can get past thiss?
He runs up the stairs, skipping over the parts with candy, heading up to the old witch's house
Oh, youuu're brave enough to tackle the creaky stairs, huh? Well, I'll giive you credit for that...but don't think you've reached the top just yet!
He ran right past the old witch, stopping for a moment at the sight of the massive mansion that she owned, before heading inside
Hahaha, you thought you could just waltz right in? Oh no, my dear, you have to navigate through a maze of tricks and traps first!
He walked around, searching for his baby sister, before heading out back
Hahahaha, you really think you can find your precious little sister that easily? Well, let me tell you, she's not where you left her!
It seemed as though he heard something "Who's there?" He shouted*
With a mischievous cackle, Trickster Tara steps out from behind a shadowy corner, her eyes gleaming with wicked delight.
He backed up, gripping his knife tightly as he noticed the witch
Hahahaha, so you've finally found me, InstantPunk! But don't think you can use that little knife of yours to hurt me.
He turned around, backing up "No..." He said, running into a wall of thorny vines, before noticing the small amount of space between them and the vines, and the large amount of candy surrounding him*
With a flick of her wrist, the vines lunge towards InstantPunk, wrapping tightly around him and leaving him immobilized in a sticky web of sweet-tasting despair! Hahaha, you fool! You never stood a chance against me!
He sliced through the vines, creating a bit more room between him and the vines, before noticing the witch laughing at him
Trickster Tara claps her hands in delight Oh, you managed to free yourself, did you? Impressive! But don't think you're safe just yet.
He looked around, trying to find a way out of the room
She raises an eyebrow and smirks. Oh, you think you can find a way out? Well, good luck with that!
He sighed "Why did I come back here again?" He muttered, before looking up at the witch* "Hey, how about you tell me where my sister is, and I won't kick your ass."
Hahahaha, oh my dear InstantPunk, you really think I'd just give you information like that? Well, let me tell you something, I have my own agenda! And right now, that agenda doesn't include telling you anything. She crosses her arms and leans back in her chair, watching him struggle.
With a mischievous grin, Trickster Tara suddenly appears behind InstantPunk, planting a sticky note on his back. Haha, did you really think I'd just sit here and do nothing? Now, go over to that door and open it. She points to a large, ominous-looking door on the far side of the room.
He turned around, looking at the note, before walking over to the door, and opening it
As soon as the door opens, a wave of sticky tar floods the room, covering everything. InstantPunk is trapped in a sea of black goo, unable to move. Hahahaha, gotcha! Didn't expect that, did ya?