Forget all your troubles

[grimgrinningghosts]

[You wake up and instantly realize something is wrong.

There is a vague feeling of dread hanging in the air and, as comfortable as this bed is, there’s just something off about everything, even before you open your eyes. The dread only grows when you open your eyes and realize that you are in a completely unfamiliar room. One that has clearly seen better days at that.

As you explore your room, you will soon find a bedroom key resting on the dresser along with a note]

Welcome, esteemed guest, to our humble abode. We hope that you enjoy your stay in this Phantom Manor, as we expect you to stay with us for a very long time.

Feel free to make yourself at home as you enjoy what this manor has to offer, whether it’s the library, our projection room, or our famous wax museum. We’re sure you will find great joy

However, before you can get too comfortable, we ask you to please come to the portrait gallery at noon so we can discuss your stay here.

We eagerly await to meet you.

-Your Host

[The uncomfortable feeling doesn’t let up as you leave the safety of your bedroom. The manor seems old and decrepit, almost like it would fall over at the slightest breeze. Despite that, anyone who tries to escape will soon realize that the walls are unusually sturdy, and there are no doors that would seemingly lead to the outside world.

Still, at least you’re not alone in this scenario, if the other bedroom doors are any indications. Maybe there are a few more people coming out of their bedrooms too, so you have someone to talk toif you want to try to figure out what's going on. But if the 30 bios in the foyer hall are any indication, whoever has you here did not do this on accident. Whatever you’re here for, it seems like you’re here for a reason.

But hey, what’s the use of being pessimistic about this? Maybe it’s all an innocent situation… right?]

Comments

[faciliheir]

[cackles] You know you'll need to bring it back out to win the hand, right? Without the other players seeing?

[bayoublues]

[...oh. He sheepishly takes the card out of his mouth and places it gently on the table again. It's covered in gator spit now. Delicious.]

Well, I guess I'll just have to come up with my own techniques. No one expects a gator to play cards, anyhow.

[faciliheir]

If your opponent underestimates you, you'll win every time.

... I could give you some tips, one of these days. If you're not gonna use who my father is as an excuse for beating up a sixteen year old girl. [she's had one hell of a month okay]

[bayoublues]

Nah, don't worry about it. I ain't one to judge too much. Believe it or not, people take one look at me and tend to skedaddle. Not that I really blame 'em, but most of the time I haven't even done anythin' wrong!

[maybe its because youre a gator]

[faciliheir]

People get scared of the dumbest things sometimes! Like, you shrink just one little head and suddenly nobody else wants to be your singing partner. [is she kidding

we don't know]

[bayoublues]

Yeah! Like--oh.

[okay]

Not what I was thinking of, but...I'm sure things can go wrong with magic sometimes! Probably?

[faciliheir]

[visibly winces but tries to like play it off with a laugh.]

Yeah, things can go pretty wrong! You never really know what'll happen...

[bayoublues]

[Oh. Oh dear. He tries to make it a little less awkward.]

Exactly. Things go wrong and you can't always blame people for 'em. You can't expect a musician to hit everyone he plays, can you? So...ah. That ain't really the same thing, I guess. Sorry 'bout that.

[faciliheir]

[okay that works]

Oh, right! I got distracted, but I wanted to tell you-- I'm a musician, too! I'm just in my school's acapella group now, but one of these days, I'm gonna play jazz in the Bayou d'Orleans!

[bayoublues]

Hey, now that's pretty cool! One of these days, I've gotta hear you perform.

If we get outta this place, d'you think you'd wanna bring your acapella group over to perform at my friend's restaurant? She's always lookin' to boost local performers and stuff. And you get free food!

[faciliheir]

[hmmmmmt]

Now, your "friends..." That'd be King Naveen and Queen Tiana, right? I'm not too sure they'd be all that interested in seeing me. Especially since they're part of the reason I'm not exactly "local."

[bayoublues]

Hm. Good point. But I'm pretty good at explainin' stuff? I'm sure Tiana wouldn't blame you for what yer dad did, she's real understanding like that!

Or, or, uh, if you really don't wanna go, I could just get ya some real nice food.

[faciliheir]

"Wouldn't blame--" [what the fuck is going on like is this gator just blinded by friendship or something]

Oh, you would have to get me beignets! I just had them for the first time a little while back, and they're amazing! I didn't know food could even be that delicious!

[bayoublues]

[listen......he hasn't met anyone else here who likes jazz ok]

I will absolutely get you beignets--they're one of my favorite pastries! That, and tiramisu. Ooh, and, uh, eclairs, y'know, the ones filled with cream and have chocolate on top? And don't even get me started on the cakes--

Hey, wanna go see if they have a kitchen here? I'm gettin' kinda hungry.

[faciliheir]

Oh my badness, yes! I barely ate at the party-- I would've stocked up at the buffet table if I'd known I was gonna be kidnapped! [LET'S FUCKIN GO FIND SWEETS NEW SEMI-FRIEND]