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]

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

Comments

[nocasetoobig]

[...this isn't Satan.]

...who are you?

[darnsitall]

[Could it be... ANOTHER DOLL?

Sally wastes no time in reaching out to shake his hand.]

Hello, sir!

[beautifultomorrow]

[See she gets it!]

Hello, Sally. I've heard a lot about all of you.

[darnsitall]

R-really? You've heard about me?

[beautifultomorrow]

Rod told me a lot about everyone staying in this hotel, as a matter of fact.

[darnsitall]

[!!! GOSSIP!]

Oooh! What did he say?

[beautifultomorrow]

[Sally you were just cheering over his death yesterday and now you wanna hear what he said about you.]

Just the usual things. We're not into gossiping.

[Well... John isn't anyway.]

[darnsitall]

[Hey she wasn't cheering she just... didn't care all that much. Because Halloween.]

Well, I suppose that makes sense seeing as he never told us about you.

[greatwidesomewhere]

[WHAT HE SAID.]

[beautifultomorrow]

[He frowns just slightly.]

Well I can't be surprised that he never mentioned me. Name's John, I'll be looking after you now.

[nocasetoobig]

You mean Mister Narrator?

[wait]

...does that mean you're gonna be in charge of the trials, now?

[beautifultomorrow]

If it comes to it. I'm not really looking forward to the trials, myself, but I'm sure by now everyone will know not to resort to that level of violence to solve their problems

[Please save him.]

[greatwidesomewhere]

I'd like to think that, but...it's proven wrong the past three weeks.

[There's not really a polite way to ask this, but...]

Are you...real?

[beautifultomorrow]

[He gives a lighthearted chuckle (also gently ignoring that first comment).]

As real as anyone else, I suppose.

[greatwidesomewhere]

But...but are you. Human. That's what I'd like to know, if you don't mind.

[beautifultomorrow]

I don't mind at all! The appropriate term is "animatronic".

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Belle wrinkles her nose, puzzling over the word—]

So you're a machine?

[beautifultomorrow]

In a sense, but no one likes being called a machine.

... Did Rod really never tell you any of this?

[greatwidesomewhere]

I'm sorry, I didn't think.

[She arches an eyebrow, and snorts derisively.]

The late Monsieur Rod rarely told us anything of use, I'm afraid.

[beautifultomorrow]

That's Rod for you. I keep telling him that his character isn't everything but I'm afraid he's set in his ways.

I'm guessing he told you that he was some ageless, immortal being too?

[greatwidesomewhere]

Well—yes, in a way. It seems that wasn't quite the truth, was it?

[beautifultomorrow]

I wouldn't be too harsh on him about that. I'm pretty sure that ever since that incident, Rod's been ashamed of who he really is.

[forgottenfounder]

[Hey, uh.... guess who's also here. Just imagine Oswald being shocked into silence for most of this.]

What do you mean... "that incident?"

[greatwidesomewhere]

'Is'? Does that mean he is not truly gone?

[nocasetoobig]

[oh. He perks a bit!]

I sure hope not!