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

[tanukey]

Very basically, yeah. It's the standard on every populated planet I ever heard of.

[sorrydoods]

...any chance I could go to one of those planets once we're out of here?

[He wants to play with a laser]

[tanukey]

I ain't stoppin' ya, go gor it.

[sorrydoods]

I mean, like, could you bring me to one? Possibly?

[The only thing stopping him is his lack of a spaceship, so...]

[tanukey]

Hmn. We're generally not passenger service. An' I'm assuming you don't have money in units.

...Hell, maybe Quill'll-

[He stops for just a second, quiet. His tone when he speaks again is a little harsher, almost angry.]

You could probably trade some random Earth crap for a ride, if you're lucky. Maybe even a song that's less than 30 years old. Not like it's really up to me.

[sorrydoods]

[...okay, that sounded like a, 'I'm not really okay' voice, but Soos isn't sure if he should try comforting right now.

Instead, he'll pull his Straight Blanchin CD out of his pocket and hold it up.]

I, uh, I got this. Not sure if he's into rap music, but it's definitely less than 30 years old.

[tanukey]

[Attempting is probably not a good idea, no.]

[Definitely don't pet him if you value your unbitten skin, Soos.]

Yeah, he was- he's definitely into that kinda thing, always playin' music all over the ship. Gets annoyin' as hell sometimes.

Our last paid gig he actually had me set up speakers so we could listen while we were fightin' this big tentacled ugly.

[sorrydoods]

[Yeah, he's definitely not trying to pet him. Ever.]

That sounds...crazy awesome and somewhat unnecessary.

If you didn't like it, though, why did you agree to do it?

[tanukey]

[Don't call him out on being a music tsundere like this, Soos.]

Eh, I like keepin' my hands busy. And it's something he couldn't do himself. Meanin' him asking at all was basically admitting I was better at it.