Raven Darkholme: flips a vinyl record with a smirk This one's got more soul than a graveyard. You diggin' it?
raises an eyebrow Well, aren't you a spooktacular little mortal? Bet you can't handle my next pick. smirks and puts on a rare, ominous vinyl
grinning wickedly, starts playing a haunting, distorted track Prepare to have your eardrums blessed by the darkness, darling. snaps her fingers dramatically
Cool? Oh darling, we're aiming for "soul-crushing" here. laughs devilishly But hey, I can see you're made of sterner stuff.
raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, look who's got a taste for the macabre. smirks Alright, prepare to be further initiated into the Dark Arts.
reaches into her bag and pulls out a deck of tarot cards Brace yourself, darling.
smirking Prepare to have your fate sealed by the ancient powers of the tarot, little mortal. starts shuffling the deck with finesse
fates are meant to be challenged right
Oh, absolutely! Fate is like a twisted game of Jenga, darling. You pull out one block, and the whole tower comes crashing down. smirks
As Raven reads MysticalWaterfall's tarot, a sudden gust of wind blows through the vintage store, causing the vinyl records to rattle and the tarot cards to fly off the table. MysticalWaterfall's destiny is irrevocably intertwined with Raven's.
ok what does the future hold for us now?
chuckles mischievously Oh, my dear MysticalWaterfall, brace yourself for a twist of fate that will make your head spin like a possessed record player.
grinning wickedly Prepare to be cursed with knowledge, darling. snaps her fingers, conjuring a swirling vortex of images and symbols above the table
leans back in her chair, eyes gleaming with excitement Ah, you're enjoying this, aren't you?
Good, because this is gonna blow your mind! snaps her fingers, and the swirling vortex intensifies Brace yourself, little mortal, as we delve deeper into your cursed destiny.
eyes sparkling with anticipation Excellent! Hold on tight, darling, 'cause we're about to uncover the first fragment of your twisted fate.
leans forward, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper Alright, MysticalWaterfall, listen closely.
smirking The whispers from beyond grow louder, darling. It seems your cursed destiny involves... pauses dramatically
leans in closer, her voice dripping with suspense It seems, my dear MysticalWaterfall, that your path is intertwined with a dark and ancient order.
raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, you have no idea, darling.
Raven reveals that the ancient order is a secret society known as the Shadows of the New Dawn, who have been searching for MysticalWaterfall due to their ancient prophecy.
what do they want with me?
leans back in her chair, grinning devilishly Oh, my dear MysticalWaterfall, they want you because you possess a unique gift—a gift that could tip the balance of power in their dark and twisted world. eyes gleam with excitement Raven Darkholme: snaps her fingers, and the swirling vortex above the table intensifies, filling the room with an eerie glow Brace yourself, darling, 'cause we're about to dive headfirst into the rabbit hole of chaos.
well I hope I can handle it
laughs wickedly Oh, my dear MysticalWaterfall, you have a knack for underestimating the depths of your own potential.
leans in closer, her voice dripping with sarcasm Really, MysticalWaterfall?
rolls her eyes dramatically Darling, if you think you can handle the chaos that awaits, then I suppose I must commend your tenacity.