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.]

[MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY FRIDAY SATURDAY]

Comments

[negaverse]

[He's not actually going to answer that, but he is going to grab the bowl and down like half of what's in there while maintaining direct eye contact with Pinoke.]

1/2

[madeofpine]

[madeofpine]

......Are you okay?

[physically and. like. generally speaking. since you really just Did That]

[negaverse]

I'm still alive sooo I'd say yes. Probably.

[madeofpine]

What sorta drink is it, anyways? What’s it for? ‘Cause it looks gross.

[negaverse]

Alcohol. People drink it for a lot different reasons.

[madeofpine]

So what reason are you drinkin' it for?

[negaverse]

Because sometimes I just want to get drunk and fucking die.

[He says as he's reaching for the bowl of rum with the glass shards.]

[madeofpine]

[Oh it's that cool word Negaduck taught him. Apparently that's the correct way to use it...?]

But you can't fucking die! We're all trying to find a way to escape together!