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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[notasingleword]

[Ouch... that hurt a little. She pouts her lips, trying to fight back her temper. She writes another note.]

"My mom died when I was really little, and my dad and I barely got along. He destroyed everything important to me... that's why I left the ocean."

[faciliheir]

[nods knowingly] Sounds about right. [ain't that always the tale...

she notices the pout, cocking her head to the side.]

... He'll come around, you know. Eventually. Some people are just real stubborn about things like that.

[notasingleword]

[Ariel sighs again, shrugging half heartedly. She's not sure if that's possible anymore. She may never see her father again now. Especially if she dies here...]