Week 2

[grimgrinningghosts]

[A whole week has come and gone. To the who, unknown to all the guests, are currently watching this, they would know by now that things are about to get much worse from here. However, to the guests, this might seem like a good sign. Even with all the questionable people already debating murder (I'm looking at you Hiro), no one has done it yet. Maybe everyone can find a way out of here without resorting to violence and murder?

... Look, we can dream, can't we?

30 guests remain.]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

[OOC: Week 2 is live! Starting each week from now on, there will be an investigation each Friday with a trial each Saturday! And due to the nature of this week's motive, we already have details regarding the event for those who need it.

Your first Activity Check is also live which will be due 1/17/18 @ 1 PM EST. Besides that, feel free to submit any applicable threads to the slot machine for regains!]

Comments

[pinkflip]

[ Comfort from a gator... You know, she'll take it. She shoots him a half-smile, though it really doesn't reach her eyes. ]

No, it's mine, it's... It's kind of something special. Nothing like those bricks they've got nowadays. [ She taps it, downtrodden. ] It's my communicator. Only me and my friends have them.

[bayoublues]

Ohhhhh. That's pretty cool!

[His expression becomes crestfallen as he realizes the implications.]

Dang. If that couldn't even get through to anyone, then...he's really been thorough with the magic on this place, huh?

[pinkflip]

Definitely. Only times it hasn't worked are, um... [ She sighs. ] When we're dealing some weird dimension barrier things or cut off somewhere in a different time. Even then, usually they can at least locate...

[bayoublues]

Ah, shoot....

[A worried expression lingered on Louis's face for a moment--then, he mustered a small smile and pushed a bowl of gumbo towards Kimberly.]

Listen, I know it ain't much...but we gotta stay somewhat positive, right? No use runnin' about like chickens with their heads cut off! It's not like anythin' bad's happened to us so far--we've just got to keep at it, and we'll find a way out. You'll see!

[hahaha say that while you can louis]

[pinkflip]

[ She glances down at the gumbo and lets her hand fall from the communicator, even though it's still firmly attached to her wrist.

One, two, three seconds of moping, and she picks herself back up with a little smile. ]

You're right. You're right! Can't let one...little thing get us down, can we? [ It's been a week... ] We can wait this out. Keep a smile up, especially for the kids.

[bayoublues]

Exactly! We gotta make sure to keep our heads up. Sure would be a lot easier if we had some music, y'know--soothes the soul and all that.

How's that gumbo tastin', by the way?

[pinkflip]

I'd love if I had a guitar... [ Oh, the gumbo. She takes a taste and- mmm, that is good. She nods her feedback. ] Oh, it's great! Hope that magic slot machine pops out more of it, 'cause everyone's going to want a taste, I bet.

[ A pause. ]

I've been wondering. How do you know how to play the trumpet?

[bayoublues]

[Louis immediately lights up when she asks that.]

Oh! Oh! I had to teach myself by listenin' in on the riverboats that passed through the bayou! They got fantastic jazz bands down in New Orleans, y'know. Sometimes, I try sneakin' on, so I can get a closer look at 'em, but, um....usually they'd chase me off with guns.

[He pauses, realizing how concerning that sounds.] But it's all good! I'm still alive! I made it!

[pinkflip]

[ A GENTLE CONCERN???? ]

G-good! You, um...you really taught yourself just by sound? That's super hard! You should be real proud of yourself.

[bayoublues]

[no really it's fine it's not like he's forever traumatized by guns oh haha wait. he is]

Yeah! By ear, as the pros call it. I'm just lucky that some guy tried throwing his trumpet at me one day to get me off the boat. It fell in the water and I tried to get it for him but, uh...the bullets were flyin' by then so I made a quick exit.

[pinkflip]

...I hope things aren't as hectic for you back home now, too. That doesn't...sound very nice.

[bayoublues]

Nope! I got a steady gig at my friend's restaurant. It's pretty nice, and the customers like my music. Most people think I'm just a guy in a suit performing.

[He points at the restaurant flyer that came out of the slot machine.]

See that? That was the advertisement for the restaurant opening. If you're ever down in New Orleans, you ought to check it out.

[pinkflip]

O-oh! ...You know? Guy in a suit, that's...probably what I would think if I didn't know otherwise.

[ She takes a look at the flyer, with a light smile. ]

I'll have to. I, uh, don't usually pig out on this kind of cuisine - gotta keep my figure for competition - but a treat's good, every once in awhile.