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foolishmortals2018-01-07 10:29 am
grimgrinningghosts) wrote in foolishmortals2018-01-07 10:29 am
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Forget all your troubles
[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?]
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]
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?]
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Back to panicking!]
I-is this some time travel thing? C-cause I'm starting to think some time travel thing is involved here.
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Hey- hey, it's alright, if it is time travel that's like what, a couple months? Maybe it's- I dunno, time zones or something.
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No, it-um...I don't really know how to explain. It might be easier to if Mabel did, but there was a guy from the future that had a time machine that challenged Dipper and Mabel to some gladiator combat thing, and...
Yeah, that's...really confusing, actually. The point is that time travel is real.
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[Beat.]
And if we're both here, then who's runnin' the Shack?!
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Oh, shoot! I have no idea!
[Sigh]
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Uhh, wait, if there's really some dumb time travel crap goin' on, then there's still a "me" back where you left and I know that there's a "you" runnin' the Shack back home.
So... Ugh, this is making my head hurt! Anyway, it'll all come out in the wash.
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[They can do that later...or never...
(He's sorta hoping never.)]
So, what should we do about this?
[He proceeds to gesture to toward the general area. Because they clearly can't just do nothing about this current situation.]
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...Dunno yet. My teeth ain't made for chewin' the way they used to, so that's out. Whoever they are they were ready for us, if they got those pictures up.
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[Guess who doesn't even know the bios EXIST yet]
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Yeah, out in the, uh. [He throws a thumb in the direction of the foyer.] Didn't get a good look at 'em, but a handsome face like this one's hard to miss.
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Okay, that's like, several different types of creepy. How could they've even gotten pictures of us?
[Soos you've been kidnapped through time and, possibly, space. The pictures aren't the most creepy thing here.]
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[He shivers a little bit as he says that, getting really freaked out at this point.]
We...we should probably find an exit ASAP before things get too freaky.
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...you know where the exit is, right?
[You've clearly had time to look around, so you would know where they are, right?]