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

Dining Room!

[notasingleword]

[Sure it would be easy to get excited about good food, but Ariel's too busy getting excited about that outfit! It's so cute! As she approaches Freddie, she's clapping her hands with a bright grin. She quickly writes a new note for her.]

"You look so nice!"

[faciliheir]

[preens] Isn't it super cute? I got it from that weird slot machine you use the weird mystery coins with.

[notasingleword]

[Another note:]

"How lucky! It's a good look for you. I got some fun things too!"

[Maybe Freddie knows what the heck a "Mortal Juice" is.]

[faciliheir]

Really? What'd you get? Besides the outfit and the beignets, it was all pretty useless-- there was a sword, but not one that'd do much damage. [just. keepin' the hook a secret right now.]

[notasingleword]

[Actually Ariel already added a page in her journal about it! She adds another note at the bottom.

"The strangest thing I received was something called 'Mortal Juice?' Do you know what that is?"

[faciliheir]

[considers...]

Not sure. Either it's something that kills mortals, or something that turns you mortal. Or it's made out of mortals. Could be any of those.

[notasingleword]

[Oh. None of that sounds great...]

[faciliheir]

Yeah, probably best not to drink it yourself. You could keep it around if you ever need to kill somebody, though. [serious. suggestion.]

[notasingleword]

[Ariel looks a little horrified at first but tries to smile through it. Freddie's kidding she's totally kidding she has to be kidding...

She'll make a note of it though as well as write another note to Freddie.]

"The dinglehopper and snarfblatt are from home! I'm wondering how they found them."

[faciliheir]

[LONG. FUCKING. PAUSE.]

What.

[notasingleword]

[She just kinda... tilts her head. How could Freddie not know about these common human objects?]

[faciliheir]

Neither of those are things.

[notasingleword]

[....What? Ariel gets up to her feet, gesturing for Freddie to wait. She leaves the room without her journal and heads back to her room. She returns shortly with the dinglehopper and snarfblatt to show her. The girl has a proud smile on as she shows Freddie her treasures!]

[faciliheir]

... Fork. Pipe. [points quite decisively at these items]

[notasingleword]

[....Wait what? Did Scuttle lie to her? She can't believe it!

....So which is which?]

[faciliheir]

Fork.

Pipe.