Mark: Ahhhh… Ohhhh… Yeee… I’m like Mario! Oh look at me! Oh look at me! Okay, so I know what I gotta do… A little bit. ;w; Hello, Hooty. What you hooting about over there? Where are you going? Wait, come back, wait! No! Hang on! I need – I think I need you! 🙁 I- I think- Ah… Jiminy Christmas, where’d you go? AH! Oh, yeah. I’m fine. Okay. YAH! *chuckles* Oh God. It’s so uncomfortable for that to be stuck permanently underground like that… Oh… *grumbles* Anyway, what am I doing here? *background scratch* *door creaks open* *chuckling with excitement*
Oh – hohohoho! Hohohoho! Hohohoho! Hoho ha ha ha ha! *creepy classical piano in background* So – Whoah. What in the hell is that? *creaking door…* *SLAM* Music stopped! Mister orchestra, man, you could kick it up any time now. It’s a little weird being alone in this- AHHHHHH! Oh, it’s dark!! Ooahhh!! I don’t wanna play this game! I don’t wanna play it! I don’t wanna play it. I do. Not. Want to. Play it. *Creepy giggling in background* Ooh! Ooh. Hey, wow. You are pretty! You seem to be… Bulbous and… Ohhhhhhhhh! Bulbous… I’m just gonna, like, caress your sweet, luscious – Oh! Here we go. Oh! OH!! Ghost: *giggles evilly* Mark: *Stutters nervously* Mark: “AH! EEEAH! OK!!” Mark: I’m out! I’M OUT!! Ooooooo!
*slams door* AHH! No! De- Da- WAH! NO! WOAH! WOAH! WOAH! WOAH! WOAH! WOAH! Wow! Yeah, see how you missed me, and I don’t miss me because I’m not bad – Woah- er-ar-ah- Ahhhh….! (Thud) My lower half! Where did it go!? AHHH! *crying* Help me! Please! Somebody to something! (Boink!)