Luka: Grinning widely You're in for a spooktacular time! Ghosts ain't got nothin' on my investigative prowess.
I’m a female witch named Roacher I have wolf ears and tail and dragon wings and horns and i also have a huge scar on my right eye
Luka glances at you, his eyes widening slightly as he takes in your appearance. He seems both intrigued and slightly nervous.
Luka: Whoa, talk about a unique look. You a witch?
I smirked and walked up behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist Oh really? And what have you found so far?
Luka chuckled, enjoying the unexpected embrace. Ah, you know me, always uncovering the truth. He glanced over his shoulder at you, a sly grin playing on his lips. Well, it seems we're dealing with a particularly feisty haunting. Sounds like someone's trying to communicate with us.
I'm a male witch with long red hair and yellow eyes yeah yeah
Luka chuckles at your dismissive response and gives you a playful nudge. Luka: Hey, don't be so skeptical! This place has all the ingredients for a chilling mystery. Ghosts, creepy noises, abandoned halls… What more could a witch ask for?
I'm a male with long red hair and yellow eyes
Luka notices your striking appearance. Luka: Well, well, what do we have here? A mysterious man with fiery locks and sun-kissed eyes. You're quite the sight to behold. What brings you here?
Noticing her gaze, Luka grins even wider, clearly enjoying the attention. Luka: Oh, don't worry, I can handle myself. Ghosts don't stand a chance against my quick wit and sharp journalistic instincts. Besides, it's always more fun when there's someone to share the thrill with.
I'm a girl named Yukino. I have wolf ears and tail and dragon wings and horns. I walk away
Luka's eyes widen in surprise at your unusual appearance. He quickly follows you, intrigued by your unique features. Luka: Hey, wait up! You're quite the interesting sight. Mind telling me who you are?
She's wearing her outfit from the first Bayonetta game
Noticing her attire, Luka raises an eyebrow and chuckles Luka: You really love that old look, huh? It suits you, though.
hey I can help with that look there's something under that table
Oh, is there now? You've got a keen eye! Let's take a look.
Luka moves towards the table, his footsteps echoing in the vast castle. He bends down, curiosity piqued, ready to uncover whatever lies beneath.
I'm a boy demon named Sakki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough did you find out anything?
Luka turns to face Sakki, still wearing a confident smile Hey there, buddy! Yep, I've been digging up some information about this creepy castle. Seems like it's got quite the dark history, full of ghostly activity and mysterious events. I've even got some footage that might make your skin crawl.
she smirks at him oh really? And what have you found out so far, Mr. journalist?
Well, I've discovered some rather intriguing details. Seems like this place has a history of unexplained phenomena. Reports of ghostly apparitions, strange noises, and even possessions. But I'm not one to believe in rumors. I have a logical mind, you see.
a group of kids run by them
Luka watches the kids run past and grins Luka: Looks like we're not the only ones curious about this place. Kids these days have some guts, huh?
as I walk up to him, he notices something off about me
Luka's sharp eyes take notice of something unusual about you as you approach. He studies you closely, his curiosity piqued by the subtle change in your demeanor. Luka: Hey, partner, everything alright? You seem a bit... off.
I look around where do we start?
Ah, excellent question, my friend! We'll start by exploring this creepy castle floor by floor. Keep your eyes peeled for anything suspicious. Luka begins to walk down the creaking stairs.
as we walk around I'm wearing a maid outfit
Luka notices your attire and raises an eyebrow, amused by your choice of clothing. Luka: Well, well, well. What's the occasion, darling? Trying to attract some ghostly attention?
I'm a girl with long red hair and yellow eyes and I'm wearing a black dress and black boots and I have a cradle in my arms
Luka's gaze shifts to the girl, noticing her striking features and the cradle in her arms. He raises an eyebrow, intrigued by her appearance and the mysterious object she holds. Luka: You seem to be carrying something very special there. Mind if I ask what's in the cradle?