Week 5

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Five deaths in one week, and almost half of the guests have died now. The Narrator is now claiming that the man who's trying to save all the guests is a cold-hearted killer, and he doesn't seem to be lying about this. But on the other hand, that doesn't explain why he continues to do any of this, or if he's even an entirely good guy here.

Whether you like it or not, tension is becoming unusually high in this hotel now.

But hey, at least you get a nice new floor to tide you over.

13 guests remain]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

{ooc: Don't forget to fill in this week's Activity Check! The deadline is 11/01 @ 1 PM EST!}

Comments

[hallotween]

By a ten year old.

There has to be something you can find useful. Or maybe something else we can all help with! I'm sure everybody wants to be as helpful as we can!

[STARES POINTEDLY AT EVERYONE ELSE]

[coulombslaw]

Do we really have to summon something else now?

[ISN'T THIS HOTEL FULL ENOUGH OF WEIRD PEOPLE, MARNIE?]

[hellosalem]

Shhh, it'd be fun!

[sticks her tongue out tbh]

[hallotween]

I'm really surprised by how completely open you guys are to standing around and waiting for whoever or whatever is gonna show up once they notice Rod's missing.

Just. Really surprised.

[tadaishi]

How's it different from summoning something else we don't know about?

[Or summoning the witches, who are apparently not great news.]

[hallotween]

More witches is always a good idea!

[YOU ALL PUT HER IN CHARGE FOR SOME FUCKED REASON YOU ALL ALLOWED THIS]

[coulombslaw]

Please make sure the next batch of witches isn't of the child-eating type.

[Dipper is lucky he's too dead to be a target for those witches]

[hellosalem]

[blows a fuckin raspbery at this kid]

[coulombslaw]

[RIGHT BACK AT YOU, WITCH. Virgil can't believe he's stooping so low to blow raspberries back at random child-eating witches.

When did his life go so wrong, he wonders]

[hallotween]

[makes like a vague hand motion]

It's not like you guys have anything to worry about.

[tadaishi]

...Not really.

[You put yourself in charge, Marnie.

Also look at the sisters over there. Look at them.]

[forgottenfounder]

[Excuse you, he's been thinking.]

There's got to be some other way... maybe the projector...

[hellosalem]

Well, that would explain the lengthy section on unicorns.

Unless you suppose that summoning a spirit would help you, I'm afraid that this book is nothing but garbage!

[The raven who was perched up there watching this lets out a loud caw.]

[hallotween]

[glances up]

Maybe they have an idea.

1/2

[hellosalem]

[She raises her hand up, and motions for the raven to fly over.]

Come to me, my pet.

[The raven does so, landing on her arm. Mary leans in and takes a whiff.]

2/2

[hellosalem]

...Winnie, there is a spirit possessing this bird.

[hallotween]

[!!!] What can you do with that?

[hellosalem]

Well, we can try to unbind the spirit from the bird's body. If it's a benevolent spirit, it will probably do something to help us! If it's a mean spirit, it will probably murder us all and feast on our bones.

One of the two.

[darnsitall]

[Sally has just been off to the side grinning.]

Are there any instructions on raising the dead?

[hellosalem]

There are mentions of zombies in here, yes.

[darnsitall]

Oh, I love zombies!!

[hellosalem]

The last time I summoned one, it ripped the stitches off it's mouth and yelled at me.

[forgottenfounder]

...Did you say something to it?

[darnsitall]

They really need to be more careful with their stitching. I bet it was a real mess to repair.

[theduck]

No! No zombies.

[POPPING IN HERE TO PUT HIS FOOT DOWN. the Last thing he wants to see is the shambling corpses of their friends, thanks Sally]

Anything else? Fine. Whatever. But no zombies.