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

[yourghosthost]

[...it materializes into a humanesque figure, who floats down from the woman's hand. He appears to be having trouble with his neck, no thanks to the noose that's being used as a makeshift necktie, and comically snaps his neck back into place before dusting himself off.]

I thought you people would never get the idea.

[hallotween]

... Oh, he doesn't look evil at all! [SUCK IT ASSHOLES]

[yourghosthost]

I'm much more a fan of polite and friendly scares, thank you.

...I would like to take a moment to say that you children are much more volatile than the first group. They had sensibilities. They knew never to summon witches or...or attempt to decapitate their hosts with fishhooks.

But I digress.

[geomanctic]

First group?

[yourghosthost]

Yes. The previous group that was tasked with murdering each other. They were much more polite.

[geomanctic]

You can't ask people to murder each other, then expect them to be polite! The two don't go hand in hand!

[forgottenfounder]

[....Okay. This... isn't so bad, probably.]

There really was another group that was put through this?

[wait...] It's you! From the video!

[hallotween]

... When did we do that second part... [besides in her dreams...]

[coulombslaw]

[Virgil looks at the figure carefully, finally commenting:]

This could have gone worse, I guess.

[greatwidesomewhere]

...Who....who are you?

[yourghosthost]

...A friend once referred to me as Ghostave.

I believe that is a fitting name.

[greatwidesomewhere]

...Ghostave. And are...are you Monsieur Rod's mysterious benefactor...? The one playing this cruel game?

[yourghosthost]

That man is far too tacky for my taste.

I was the one who was in his position last time, only to be murdered by a...former associate, who broke off our deal.

[greatwidesomewhere]

...I see. Are you helping us escape, then?

[tadaishi]

...Unbelievable.

[Also fuck.]

[yourghosthost]

[with spite in his voice:]

Hello, Tadashi.

[tadaishi]

Ghostave.

[Nice to see you, too.]

[greatwidesomewhere]

Tadashi...?

[tadaishi]

He was the host last time...remember I said I've done this before?

[coulombslaw]

You know each other?

[Apparently so, if they both came from the underworld, but yeah, what's up, Tadashi?]

[theduck]

[As if the hotel didn't have to deal with enough new guests today... but at least he hasn't, y'know, tried to destroy them all yet?]

Uh-- how long have you been... in the bird...?

[yourghosthost]

I once shared a body with a large, unpleasant man. After I was able to leave his body, I had taken on that form to travel through the Underworld without being spotted by the lord of the death.

I arrived here through the same portal that Tadashi did.

[theduck]

You--

[give him a second, that was a Lot]

You came here from the Underworld? Are you saying Tadashi came here from the Underworld?

[hallotween]

... Tadashi was dead?

[darnsitall]

First a devil, then witches, and now a ghost! What a wonderful Halloween this is!

[SALLY, ROD JUST DIED.]