Week 6

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Another week another set of bodies, and now, the guests aren't the only ones dying in this hotel. At this point it seems as though something is attacking the nonguests of this hotel. What's attacking them, however, no one seems to know. But surely you can all find out before more people die, right?

No new floors open up this week, but people will find on Sunday that the locked door on the first floor is now unlocked. It's a good time as any to see what's behind it.

10 guests remain]


[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

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Sunday

[grimgrinningghosts]

GONNA INVESTIGATE THAT DOOR

[tadaishi]

[Ever since the first new floor became available, Tadashi's been periodically trying the other locked doors to see if any of them open, just in case. He's never expected them to open, but it only takes a few seconds to try each one and then move on.

So he's pleasantly surprised one morning when he tries the one that he's passed dozens of times without success...opens. Time to investigate.

Coffee can wait.]

[coulombslaw]

Oh, that finally opened? Let me go with you, Tadashi. It could be dangerous.

[Just saying. Who knows what's beyond this door]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It's awfully dark in the room, but from what Tadashi can tell, it seems to be a perfect recreation of the library across the hall.

Wanna look closer?]

[hallotween]

[turns out even having a chipmunk curled up next to you can't stop screaming nightmares of fire and death. that's fun. she's glad to have scientifically proven this important fact.

she checks on Flotsam and Jetsam multiple times during the day, bringing them extra food to try to cheer them up a bit. so she might be seen just carting around raw meat at various times of the day.

she spends part of the day in the burnt chapel, just silently sitting on the floor with her chin resting on her hands. the bodies might be gone, but she can't seem to make herself forget about it.]

... Grandma. I don't know what to do. Help me.

chapel

[nocasetoobig]

[...]

Are you ok?

[It's a dumb question; he knows she isn't. None of them are. But Chip...Chip feels the need to ask it, anyway, coming up to stand by her]

[coulombslaw]

...you think talking about this will help you feel better?

[You look contemplative, Marnie. Virgil isn't sure about what because there are like six different possibilities, but yeah. If you want to talk, he's willing to listen]

[darnsitall]

[Sally spots Marnie during one of her meat runs.]

Are you sure you don't want to cook that first?

[She's still learning about the eating habits of humans but she's pretty sure raw meat makes them die.]

[forgottenfounder]

[You know, when you have ears as big as his, you tend to pick up on other people's conversations... even ones with themselves.]

You look to your grandma for help?

Re: Sunday

[tadaishi]

[Late Sunday afternoon, if you're in your room, you'll find a note slipped under your door--Meeting in the lobby at 5. -T.

If you're out and about, Tadashi will find you and let you know verbally.

When you arrive, Tadashi's sitting on top of the front desk, holding a notebook you might've seen him with at the trial.]

Thanks for coming. I meant to bring this up Friday but...well, you guys know. But anyway, Belle left letters for everyone, in here. [Holds up the notebook] I thought it would be easier to hand them out all at once.

[darnsitall]

It's funny, I never received so many letters back home.

[lusito]

Really? I'm actually a little surprised that she wrote something for everyone.

[He and Belle didn't talk quite as much as he would have liked to do so, so he can only imagine what hers would say to him.]

[nocasetoobig]

[hey Tadashi his letter is probably bigger than he is]

Everyone...?

[forgottenfounder]

She really wrote them for everyone?

[He accepts it, staring down at in in his hands.]

I wonder where she found the time...

Monday

[grimgrinningghosts]

[darnsitall]

[Now that the heat has died down, Sally feels more comfortable going near the chapel. After all, somebody's got to clean up this mess. She's occupied for most of the morning, sweeping and mopping and scrubbing until all of the ash and debris are gone.

Despite her best efforts, there's still plenty of evidence of the fire. The pews that weren't totally destroyed are still charred, the ceiling still has remnants of stains from the smoke, and the floor is blackened in three distinct spots. Exhausted and covered in soot, Sally looks over her handiwork. Well... she tried.

After getting herself cleaned up, she heads to the kitchen for some comfort baking, because let's be real, everyone needs a pick me up now. The resulting cake is exactly what you'd expect from Sally, because did you really expect the spooky food to stop after Halloween?

One more thing... anyone passing by Sally's room might notice the door left open and a pad of paper with the hotel's logo on it left out on the nightstand. It hasn't been there before, but it's covered in writing on several pages, so Sally has clearly been writing in it for a while. It seems she's left it out on accident, but why would she be hiding something like that...?]

[stenchus_rodentus]

[Ratigan shouldn't be snooping in other rooms but oh well here he goes, snooping once again and spots the paper out on the nightstand. Maybe not worth it but soon enough he notices a couple...interesting entries about him.]

...Belle?! And Basil!?

Of all possibl--[Amused sound.]

Really? I suppose Ursula's taste in men would be...tawdry.

[theduck]

[For most of the day, Donald's doing some spring cleaning-- er, well, fall cleaning. Mostly it entails just throwing his belongings out into the hallway. He's not sure if he wants someone to take them (probably better that way, he's accepted he's probably not long for this world) or if he just wants to throw things, but either way, it feels good at the time.

If anyone looks into his room after that point, they might notice that the only things he kept were Reyna's knife and his phone, the latter of which died ages ago due to all the hours of just repeatedly going through the photos. Goofy's map and the letters from Thalia and Belle are both taped up on his wall.

Later in the evening he's in the gym for... several hours, actually, just throwing himself at a punching bag and kicking and punching with wild abandon. He's definitely yelling something at it, but he's so worked up that even if you happen to be proficient in understanding Donald, you probably won't catch anything he's saying. Don't worry about it.]

[lusito]

[Joshua spends his morning in the coffee shop. He should probably have gone to the kitchen to make something to eat, but he hasn't really felt like trying to make anything elaborate to eat lately. Probably not since Thalia's passing, honestly. While taking his daily staple of coffee, he's also tapping a pencil against a piece of paper, and anyone who snoops will see that it's a list of everyone who is still a part of the "game": himself, Tadashi, Virgil, Marnie, Sally, Cornelia, Chip, Ratigan, Oswald, and Donald. (With "John + Rod?" included at the bottom of said list) There's also a separate list of everyone else who has died, with peculiar notes and annotations next to them. (Example: Preston's name has a line through it and the note "not worth it")

Eventually, he makes his way to the music room, where he can be found rather focused on his playing here from where he sits in front of the piano. If you happen to have spent any time listening to the music on the bios in the dining room, then you might recognize that some of the tunes he's playing is an attempt to recreate them on piano, particularly the songs that were attached to the bios of those who died here. Despite playing rather well for someone who had to listen and memorize by ear, apparently he's not getting a certain result as at some point he suddenly slams his hands down on the keys mid-song and mutters something that sounds like a swear under his breath.

After a while, he gives up on playing their songs, and plays a piano version of his own song that was attached to his bio here.]

Tuesday

[grimgrinningghosts]

MOTIVE: The Monsters Are Due on Maple Street

[grimgrinningghosts]

[When everyone goes down to the library today, they will find neither The Narrator or John in the room. Or anyone who is not the guest for that matter. Instead, what they will find is a letter placed on the desk.]

Good Morning remaining guests!

It seems like your two lovely hosts aren’t in the mood to be doing motives now. So, instead of a traditional motive, I have taken it upon myself tell everyone a secret The Narrator has been keeping from you all.

At least one person who walks among you is a mole. They have been working against you since the very beginning, and they continue to do so even as your numbers dwindle. I can’t say who they work for exactly, or the exact details of what they’ve been doing, but I know for a fact that someone is going behind everyone else’s backs as we speak.

Please take caution with who you talk to.

A Concerned Friend

Wednesday

[grimgrinningghosts]

Arts 'n' crafts or die

[darnsitall]

[On Wednesday, everyone will find sandwiches prepared exactly the way you'd expect from Sally in the dining room, with a note sticking out from under each plate:

Please meet in the craft room after lunch! -Sally

Upon arrival, they'll find her sitting at a table piled high with embroidery floss.]

Okay, everybody, I know things have been tense lately, but we can get through this! And to prove it, we're all going to make friendship bracelets!

Thursday

[grimgrinningghosts]

[tadaishi]

[Today, Tadashi's up early. He's been like that lately, partly because he did his oversleeping the first two weeks he was here and partly because of nerves. So he's up before anyone else (or at least most everyone else, as the hotel seems quiet enough so far). After a brief trek to the coffee shop upstairs, he can be found either in the library, examining the television in there and occasionally messing with the dials.]

The TVs in this place are so bizarre. Is this one just not getting a signal?

[If the door to the alternate library is unlocked again, he's going to open it and stick his head inside. If not, he'll knock.]

...Excuse me...sorry...can I bother you for a minute?