MoraMora: Chapter Two

That day.
I am currently with RelishedRae, Badday, and Fortitude_Dude. We are on a mission to find Arnmain_Red and head to Mojang Headquarters in Chicago. Here are the statistics for each of us, for the heck of it.
Yeah, that's me. I'm usually the warrior in D&D and I am going to be the warrior now.
So that's what our stats are. Don't get the wrong idea, this chapter has much more in it. Here is what happened on the way.
Peter: When will this end? And when will Ray finally stop driving?
Ray: Hey! It's not my fault my dad didn't give me driving lessons.
Jake: More towards the reason Logan should drive, since he is the only one with a driving license and decent driving skills.
Peter: I mean it's 12:00, we should just let him be. He's fast asleep.
Jake: What the heck is that?!?
Ray: *slams on breaks* It's some kind of deer-thing.
Being: GIVE ME YOUR DAYS
Jake: THE HELL?
Being: MY NAME IS MOIRA. I AM A PROXY OF MORA MORA. MEET AT THE SHRINE AT CHARLES GATE PARK.
Ray: Ok creep-ass, if you want to get us to go to your cult temple, get out of the fricking road!
Moira: GOODBYE *disappears*
The next day.
Ray: Ok, we've been living in a RV for three days. We have finally reached a hotel. You guys in?
Logan: Heck yeah!
Jake: Ok...
Peter: Yes.
At the hotel.
Peter: Lets go to the waterpark!
Jake: There's a freaking waterpark?
Peter: Heck yeah there is! Thank god this is Holiday Inn.
Logan: Ooh! It also has a bar.
Jake: Nice!
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Logan: Finally! This is so good!
Jake: Who is that girl crying?
Ray: What's wrong?
Girl: I lost my sister!!
Ray: Where is she?
Girl: Well, my name is Lisa and *sniff*, my sister Lola was walking around and suddenly was dragged into a water-filtering system.
Jake: (from far away) I found it! The entrance to the filter!
Everyone is here. It looked like a sewer system. 
We were all in a group like D&D adventurers, and Mora was the Dungeon Master. 
Jake: Alright what do we have? 
Peter: All I see is a *looks* 
Peter: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!? 
Peter: *runs and swings at black deer* 
The black deer strikes back. 
2 DMG | 8 DF Peter 
Ray: *runs to Peter* I'll fix you up. 
Logan: *stabs the deer in back* 
CRITICAL! 8 DMG! DEER HAS BEEN KILLED! 
*slight cry from distance* Where's my sissy? 
Girl: Right Here! *cries* How can I ever thank you? 
Peter: Coming with us, thank you very much. 
Girl: Ok, I'm an orphan so I did need a place to live. 
Later that day in the bar we were playing Minecraft. 
SyT> So whats up where are u guys? 
*SyT is a member we befriended 
Omigod22> We are in a hotel after what Red said. We r trying to find him 
SyT> Im actually really scared 4 u guys 
SyT> Obviously theres something supernatural going on 
Omigod22> Dont worry were safe from Mora but we might be in a teeny bit of danger tomorrow 
Omigod22> Ima check tha server stats 
Server Statistics 
RAM: a44 LOOKING GOOD* 
Plugins: LifeGuy Client Add-onns | ... 
External Programs: n 
Hacks: n 
Mods: n 
Wait, what's that? 
Omigod22> tha hell 
Omigod22> There's this guy on the server 
MoraMoraHellandGora> GET OUT 
MoraMoraHellandGora> NOW 
MoraMoraHellandGora> I WILL FIND YOU 
SyT> ALRIGHT GET OFF THE SERVER NOW 
We logged off the server. We are now with Lisa and Lola, going to Arnmain's house. 
P.S.: Lisa's MC name is: SnowCrown6 
Continued in Chapter 3
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