conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: DoctorGlock: You were just browsing the shops
  You lost track of time
  Now you are locked in a mall after hours
  The lights are out and your phone is dead
  
  Not a problem, you think
  Just find a security guard to let you out
  You make your way to the security office
  But the door is smashed in and there are trails of blood on the ground!
   My god, there's blood everywhere! 
  
  You hear a drag and a thump
  you see a mangled uniformed body dragged around a corner, quickly
  And out of the corner of your eye you see him...
  Covered in blood with a severed human arm in his mouth...
   Shia LeBeouf! 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: SlyJohnny: Lisa is a mid-twenties woman, with long blonde hair on half her head and the other half shaved. She's covered in tattoos of colourful birds and fishes. Her drug problem is obvious from her shrunken veins and tired eyes, she's dangerously thin, but apparently used to be kind of toned. She gapes at the scene before her, before glancing back at the others, a silent expression of "Do you guys  see this  ****? Was that the famous Hollywood actor Shia LaBeouf, of  Transformers  and  Eagle Eye  acclaim?" writ large over her face. It's a very expressive face.
  
  She stands stock still for a moment, paralysed with indecision. She inspects the contents of the security office, looking for a phone, a walkie-talkie, anything that might useful to escape or summon help.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: DoctorGlock: The office is rather spartan, a small waiting area for parents of lost children with a coffee table sits across from a desk with a PC and a battered grey filing cabinet. The screen in lined and flickering.
  
  The body across the coffee table seems out of place though. A young man, mid twenties is spread eagled across the table, his face pale and eyes wide and unseeing. It looks as if something has been chewing on his neck. His guard radio is crammed in his mouth, forcing his jaw open at unnatural angles
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Lank: Shocked by all the gore Arnold is speechless. He had seen gory movies but this was different for him. This was real. Shia LaBeouf was a murderer and Arnold was stuck in this mall with him! He slowly backs away from the scene and waits for the others.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Anti-Eagle: Andrew's eye twitched at the scene infront of him. In the corner of his eye he saw... the rumours were true. Shia LeBeouf was a killer. Andrew pulls up his hood and starts to back away from the security office almost in synchronous with Arnold. Sure he was trapped but... he was trapped in a mall with a crazed Shia LeBeouf. Silence. Silence was the only course. If he left him to his meal he'd leave him alone.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Joltzz: A dark mist comes around the corner just before a small man appears. He hovers a few inches over the ground, his lower legs surrounded by some sort of purple mist. He grasps his Oscar tight.
  
   His Oscar? Could it be??  
  
  The man's outfit is obviously Prince-style, but was this an impersonator or the real deal ...
  
  As he comes closer you are sure. It is actually Prince, or someone who had very successful plastic surgery done. He peeks inside to where the tragedy had found place.
  
    **** I'm done with these mall performances.  
  
  But there was no time for regrets. He has so much more gifts for the world. Would it really end with Shia LeBeouf eating his face????
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: SlyJohnny: Lisa turns and starts creeping away, looking for the nearest cover, so she'll at least not be seen immediately if the cannibal actor finishes with his meal and comeslooking for more. She looks around frantically for a map, hopefully a leaflet but she'll settle for a glance at a mapstand.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: manwithaplan: Jacob frowns as he sees the injured man in the midst of the security office. He shook his head, fully aware that he and the rest of these strangers were trapped here with Shia LeBeouf.
  
  He moved through the office and towards the grey filing cabinet, which he pulled at and tried to open.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: DoctorGlock: Jacob moves past the dead man on the table to the heavy filing cabinet, looking for anything that might be of use... but the cabinet is locked. On the desk is a small plastic stand full of little advertisements and map guides for the mall.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: SlyJohnny: Lisa continues to move away from the area inhabited by the cannibalistic Hollywood leading man, looking to both build distance and get out of sight.