Week 1

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Now that the Narrator is done explaining the situation, you all have time to assess the situation and maybe even work together to find a way out. After all, clearly the Narrator is being over dramatic and it can't be that hard to escape out of here without murdering everyone, right?

But, with the doors outside indeed locked and all the windows unbreakable, it might not be a bad idea to explore the hotel, either for alternative methods of escape or to relieve boredom. Your Narrator is also now available for private chat in case you want to interrogate him or throw more stuff at his face.

If the locked doors aren't bad enough, when everyone goes back to the lobby, they'll notice a plaque on the front desk. If you thought your Narrator wasn't serious before, this is damning evidence to the contrary.

Either way, we really do hope you enjoy your stay in this hotel.]

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{OOC And this'll be the last mod post for the week! Feel free to drop your coins into the penny press once you've earned them. And because this is a peace week, there will be no murder committed!  And if you plan on investigating, just let us know in your toplevel by putting in INVESTIGATION. Have fun while you still can!]

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[darnsitall]

Oh! If you insist.

[With one quick motion, Sally picks up the other piece and pops it into her mouth. Mmm, scrumptious!]

[anasty]

[ Ursula watches her for a moment before a smile finally seeps across her face, snaky but reassured. She takes a preliminary bite of the strip, her expression soon softening with surprise.

She groans in appreciation, lashes fluttering before crumpling up the remainder in her fingers to fit in her mouth. Then she reaches for another one while she crunches away. ]

Bacon. I like this creature. It's a land animal?

[darnsitall]

[She likes it! Hey Mikey!]

Oh, that's right, I guess there aren't any pigs in the ocean. Or chickens. Or cows!

[anasty]

Not unless a cargo ship sinks! Ah-hmhmhmhmhm!

[ She finally moves to pick up a plate, gesturing with it at Sally in a wordless command to fill it. ]

It's much the same with dolls, though none of them compare to you, my dear. What a marvelous work you are!

[ Ursula's wondering why she didn't think of tailoring her own sort of servant. The tides knew Flotsam and Jetsam had their uses, but the cooking - if any - was always left to Ursula. ]

[darnsitall]

[Whoops! Sally scurries to serve up some more bacon and eggs. She'd hate to give the impression that she's a poor hostess!]

Do you think so? Doctor Finkelstein would be so pleased to hear that! He liked to say that I'd be the death of him someday, but I think he may have been joking.

[anasty]

I wouldn't lie about these things.

[ Says Ursula, a renowned liar who is the boogiewoman of every merperson's children in Atlantica.

This tidbit does make her pause, however. ]

Why ever would anyone say such nonsense about you?

[ Hello tentacle, reaching up to try and cup Sally's cheek ever so sweetly. ]

[darnsitall]

[This scary octopus lady is 100% trustworthy.]

The doctor thought was too 'wild'! Although if you ask me, I think he's just too overprotective! It's not a crime to want to go out at night, is it?

[anasty]

[ Oh good. She can work with this. ]

Of course not!

[ Ursula gives her face a little squeeze and shakes Sally's head before letting her go. She could go out to the dining room table, but... what if she wants more? Besides, she's liking this conversation. ]

I think you're right. Fathers are always very protective of their little girls, especially when...

[ She pauses, in the process of delicately rolling the fried egg up into a burrito shape. ]

Was it just the two of you, where you lived?

[darnsitall]

Oh, yes! He built me specifically so he wouldn't have to hire any outside help! I had my own room, of course- it was at the top of the tallest tower, because he thought I wouldn't be able to leave without him knowing.

[Just casually gives a Disney villain her life story nbd]