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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[stenchus_rodentus]

[Almost instantly Felicia's attention is fixed intensely on Chip even as the odd peel remains in her mouth.

Ratigan, though he had been struggling with his cat, now delivers a most charming devious smile as he pets under her chin.]

Have you met my beloved pet, Felicia? We're thick as thieves, one might say~

[There's only a mrrrrowl in reply from the big fluffy mass.]

[nocasetoobig]

[now, Chip isn't Monterey Jack. He doesn't hate cats, not by a long stretch. He's saved quite a few! But the way Felicia looks at him makes him deeply consider getting the heyo out of here.

However- the way Ratigan phrases it has him blink, and break his stare at Felicia to look towards him]

Your pet? Isn't that a little- you know-

[d u d e he's not kinkshaming you but fucking what]

[stenchus_rodentus]

[What this is completely natural and not weird at all. But the way Chip asks makes Ratigan's grin slip into a firm line.]

Marvelous? The picture of refinement?

[Felicia just keeps her eye on Chip, wriggling in that weird cat way.]

[nocasetoobig]

[weird]

I dunno, how do you describe it?

[Yep. He's straight-up talking to Felicia.]

[stenchus_rodentus]

...aristocracy.

[Invisible shades to the face. Cue CSI music.]