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!]

Comments

[fairlypushy]

I'm trying to use my powers. [She sighs, frustrated, and turns toward him.] It's not really working.

[forgottenfounder]

Powers? You mean like magic? [He's a disney, not a Marvel.]

[fairlypushy]

It's a kind of magic, I guess. [She doesn't really think of it like that, but if DHI abilities are basically magic, then hers must be too.] I've never really thought about it that way before.

[forgottenfounder]

Well, that's the way I'd think about it, unless it was some kind of supernatural power, or science.

[His world is ruled by magic paint and thinner, honestly, 'imagination' is probably reasonable as an option.]

Well what do you do?

[fairlypushy]

Oh, I can move objects without touching them.

[She pulls her key from her pocket and holds it out on her palm. There's a look of concentration on her face, and the key slowly floats off her hand. It's wobbly, like whoever's picking it up is having trouble steadying their hand.]

Ta-da. [She exhales and the key drops back down.] It's a lot harder to do here than it normally is, though.

[forgottenfounder]

[He peers down at the floating key... and his face lights up.]

Wow! Gosh, I never would have thought you were capable of something like that, Amanda.

[But... hmm.] You're saying your power is harder to use here too?

[fairlypushy]

I've mostly been moving things unconsciously, when I'm upset, but doing it consciously takes a lot more effort than I'm used to. [She actually looks exhausted, after trying to use it on the locks and demonstrating for Oswald.] Normally I barely have to think about stuff like what I just did, but I have to really concentrate here.