User blog comment:The Wayward Daughter/The Shopping Games (RP Games..Again)/@comment-4344174-20160513132113/@comment-26267037-20160516052112

"Theatrics, of what sort?" I take out one of the paring knives I had. "There's only one way in, so it looks like I'm starting the theatrics." I walk into the lobby, and notice a fishing line. I cut the line, and somersault away just in time to avoid getting slushed. The process continued, until on one of the traps, I was a little too slow, and my foot was caught in a rope trap, attached to the line, and I was suspended three quarters of the way up to the roof inside the lobby. "Damn." I struggle slightly against my trap