Week 3

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well, someone took the bait last week, and now two people (if either of them could really be called a person) are dead. Not only that, it seems like your first host is now out of commission and replaced by someone who claims to be The Phantom. While he may not be incredibly worse than Facilier yet, it would be a stretch to say he's an improvement.

But, things aren't all bad! When the guests wake up on Sunday, they will find the stairs in the foyer are now open, leading to a whole new floor to explore!

And there's booze so no one will have to drink vinegar anymore.

28 guests remain]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

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Comments

[astronomics]

[ Apart from the meeting, Jyn spends a lot of Sunday catching up on her sleep. It's strange, going from the stress of last week to just... waiting. Waiting for their new host to drop a shoe on them.

But the shoe has not dropped yet, so it's time for Jyn Erso to do some recon.

She spends some time in each of the new rooms - plucking (yes, plucking) curiously at a violin in the music room, or appraising the heft and potential swing of a cue in the billiards room, but for the most part the bar seems to be where she settles. Jyn Erso has never been a drinking woman, but after the last few weeks of her life she figures she could use one. She sits there for a while just sort of... slowly sipping the drink and trying not to let on that she isn't actually super into it!!

Oh thank the Force, someone else to talk to. ]

For magical kidnappers, they sure are going out of their way to keep us entertained.

[ Or later on, she's in the art room at one of the canvasses just kind of... sketching? It looks like some kind of weird small rodent with big eyes, but it's definitely not a kind found on anyone's Earth. Her drawing skills are... passable? Passable. ]

Bar

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[Helllllooooooo drinks. Not that Doreen, superhero, ever drinks more than the responsible amount, but its still nice to have something to take the edge off.]

Well, what's his name said they've done this three times already. Which, yikes. Maybe they have leftover props?

[astronomics]

[ Oh hey Doreen what up? ]

Maybe. Though that does beg the question what happened to the last three groups.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[ey girl just kicking back]

That's a fun line of thought to go down. Big fan of that.

The only sign I've seen of people living here is the portraits in the creep-o room. Oh and the wax figures I guess.

[astronomics]

We're going to have to figure it out eventually, but... today might not be the best day for it.

[ Jyn ponders for a second. ]

I haven't seen any evidence either, except maybe the restocking kitchen.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

If there's something we got, its time.

I could go on a patrol at night to see if anyone filling it up, but I'm pretty sure we can file that under "magic nonsense."

Bar

[bestchefinparis]

Better that than getting bored, in my opinion.

[Rémy seems to be rummaging among the bottles in the shelf, examining each one]

I know I'm not going to complain about there being stuff to see and do.

[astronomics]

[ Hello small talking guy, how you doin? ]

It is, but it doesn't seem like they'd want us to be entertained.

[bestchefinparis]

Because bored people would be more likely to kill?

[In a way they're lucky Mim was the first one to go, if she got bored it'd spell disaster for everyone]

[astronomics]

It wouldn't directly cause it, but half the point of prisons, for example, seems to be punishment by boredom.

[bestchefinparis]

Last week was worse. I was getting antsy without something to do.

[Well, besides cooking, but there's only so much cooking you can do in a day before wanting to do something else, no matter how much you like cooking]

bar

[doopdoll]

[What is this child doing behind the bar?!

...Looking for two liters of soda pop, of course. She isn't even trying for the alcohol.]

It is awful nice of them, for super villains. But they're still bad. They kidnapped us, and blew up that toy man.

[astronomics]

[ Jyn is gonna just. Quietly make sure she doesn't go for booze, but she isn't about to be upset this child is here. ]

Oh believe me, I don't think they're anything but bad. I just don't know why they're doing it.

[doopdoll]

Because that's what supervillains do. They're bad- they don't need a reason. [She's quiet too, for a little bit at least- she's not so sure, after her week long inability to do anything except reflect upon her parents. Was that really true?

Who knows. She's found a bottle of cola, at least- and is claiming it for her own, unscrewing the top.]

[astronomics]

Hm. I suppose so. We don't have them in my world, I wouldn't know.

[ A beat. ]

Are you... alright?

[ She's bad at comfort but also she stabbed this girl??? ]

[doopdoll]

Trust me. I'm an expert. [And she takes a huge swig out of the soda bottle, choking a little on all the carbonation nearly coming out of her nose.]

Art room

[used_realtears]

Oh, is that an alien? [He doesn't seem surprised by the idea of aliens, at least.]

[astronomics]

To most of you, probably. Unless you're from Skuhl and I don't know about it.

[used_realtears]

[There's a pause as he processes the name.] Nah. My planet's just called Earth.

[astronomics]

You're in a lot of company, then. Earth does sound interesting with how many people here come from there.

[used_realtears]

Really? I guess that's nice to know! It gets even cooler in the future, too!

bar

[hasit]

[Waiting for the other shoe to drop is a very familiar feeling to Leia; she's started getting antsy by Monday afternoon, wondering if there'll be a pattern. If some other awful curse is going to kick in tomorrow. Drinking isn't the best way to cope with the stress, but it's a way to cope with it, and Leia will take anything she can get right now, especially after the one-two punch she pulled out of the slot machine yesterday.

The lightsaber, or the halves of it, are left in her room for now, but Amilyn's hairpiece is tucked into her pocket, and when she finds Jyn at the bar, Leia sits down next to her and pushes it across the counter toward her.]

Seems it's my turn to pull something that hurts me out of that machine.

[astronomics]

[ ... ah. ]

From someone close to you?

[hasit]

[She nods, slowly.]

Admiral Amilyn Holdo. An old friend of mine. She...she martyred herself for the Resistance, not too long ago.

[astronomics]

Mm... well, wherever she is now, she's in good company.

[ There must be a special place reserved for martyrs, she imagines, even if they all return to the Force. ]

There's a few drinks from our galaxy here, if this place wasn't confusing enough. Some rums, tihaar if you're looking for that sort of thing...