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]

[OOC: and don't forget to fill out this week's activity check!]

Comments

[nachosquire]

Nope, don't hear it.

[Marco says that with defiance, even though he clearly hears it himself.]

You can't let them get into your mind, Louis! That's what they want! They want us to be scared, and helpless, and to sit up straight and drink tea with our pinkies out. Greet people with "Oh, 'ello Madame, how do you do?" and wear skirts that go to the floor.

[don't. don't ask.]

But that's not you, Louis! You're an alligator.

An alligator, who plays jazz.

[doopdoll]

What? I hear it. [not helping.]

[nachosquire]

No you don't.

[Marco gives her a Look.]

[doopdoll]

Yeah I do.

[bayoublues]

....

[fear.jpeg]

[bayoublues]

[The 'metaphor' has Louis confused for a little bit but it's fine. It's probably got something to do with Marco's princess adventures.]

I...I am an alligator! And I play jazz!

I am Louis the alligator and I play jazz!

I am Louis the alligator and I play jazz!

[He's going to be repeating that to himself until someone asks him to stop. It's the only thing he has to hype himself and avoid falling into a pit of despair.]

[nachosquire]

Yeah! That's what I'm talkin' about!!

[WORDS ARE EMPOWERMENT DOWN WITH THE SYSTEM]

[bayoublues]

I'M A GATOR AND I'M PROUD!

I'M A GATOR AND I'M PROUD!!

I'M A GATOR AND I'M PROUD!!!

[He takes a deep breath, and then--]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!

[For once, it's not a scream in terror!]

1/2

[nachosquire]

YEAH!!

[Marco hops off of his table, and picks up a chair.]

WE'RE GATORS AND WE'RE PROUD!!!

[And he throws the chair at a bookshelf, causing not only a leg to snap off but a bunch of books to fall out of the shelf.]

[nachosquire]

[.......]




...okay, I might have gotten too excited there.

[He'll just. Go over there and start putting books back to their spots.]

[bayoublues]

[Louis immensely appreciates the support.]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Would you like some help picking those up.

[That wasn't really phrased as a question. Louis bends over to pick up the chair leg and tuck it under his arm before starting to stack books on the ground.]

[nachosquire]

[Marco looks up and offers a sheepish, and thankful smile to his companion helping him clean up his mess.]

Yeah, thanks... I hope we can actually come together for this so no one else has to die.