Week 1

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well that was a busy day, huh? But despite all that, a good majority of you are reasonable people, and are smart enough to find an escape without resorting to deadly violence. Maybe if you put your heads together, you'll find a way to get out of here! After all, the host is practically in shambles already, what can he do?

The whole first floor of the manor is open for your leasure now, with the only change being that there's now a set of rules in the foyer hanging on the wall.

Let the games begin.]

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Comments

[psychopinesis]

I suppose you wouldn't have to feed a dog-rock, or take it for walks...

[used_realtears]

Well, Rocky still eats sand and drinks water, but he doesn't need to eat as much because he's so small! Plus taking him for walks is fun anyways. No other dog messes with him!

[psychopinesis]

How does it eat sand? Or drink?

[Does it absorb the water? Rocks do that, that sort of makes sense, but eating sand?]

I wouldn't mess with a rock that barked at me either.

[used_realtears]

Well...I'm not really sure. He just...moves up to it and it disappears? [He does nod at that comment, though.] Yeah...I guess it would be pretty weird to see something like that if you didn't know what made it happen.