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

[sorrydoods]

Alright, just wait sec.

[He goes over and, very carefully, removes the ladle from where it is stuck in his horns.]

There. That better?

[angelgoatdemon]

[He nods again looking grateful. For a moment there he was worried it was going to be stuck for good.]

Thaa-aa-aa

[There was an attempt- close enough, he thinks.]

[sorrydoods]

Always happy to help, dude.

So, why were you flying around like that? Seems kinda dangerous to do that inside a building.

[angelgoatdemon]

[He carefully taps the nearest wall and gestures up to the ceiling. Trapped, he sadly mimes.

The constant twitching of his wings showed he was restless as well.]

[sorrydoods]

[He sees that little wing twitch and understands a little bit.]

Yeah, it's pretty cramped in here compared to what we've all been used to. I feel like someone might eventually go stir crazy if we're in here for too long.

[angelgoatdemon]

[He nods, then thinks, perhaps that was what the zombie guy intended. Well, better property damage than body count.]

['We'll have to stick together,' he writes down, leaving the worst possible scenarios unsaid.]

[sorrydoods]

Yeah, that...that sounds like a good idea.

[He doesn't really need to write anything else. Soos can understand that subtext.]