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

[nachosquire]

Oh, yeah. Sure! Pooling information would probably get us somewhere better than anything else at the moment.

[Marco waves a little bit of smoke out of the air before he flips to Basil's page in his notepad.]

Soooo.... you're a.. detective?

[pardon him but youre so small how the Fuck]

[not_over_yet]

Excellent!

[ ...That's. An odd question. ]

Yes...?

[ Hadn't that much made it onto the wall? But he's willing to see where Marco's going with this.

mouse crimes is how]

[nachosquire]

Did you go to a detective school for mice or...............

[Look he's insanely curious how this tiny little man was able to become a detective in this day and age.]

[not_over_yet]

No.

Mister Diaz, do you have any particular goal in mind with these questions?

[ Because Basil still can't see it. ]