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

[sharpasanarrow]

That-

[He pauses, mid-rant.

He technically has a point.]

It’s basically the same thing.

[tanukey]

Mmmnope, it's really not.

[This is a technicality he is prepared to troll wildly with.]

I mean what're you gonna do, try to ban those bio things too? They've been here since before your rules. Same thing.

[sharpasanarrow]

They are much quieter and far less obtrusive, at the very least.

[He pinches the bridge of his beak.]

This is a disturbance for everyone in the vicinity. It shows a complete lack of consideration for your fellow man.

[tanukey]

It's drownin' out the banging from the walls.

[Which he doesn't actually care about. But he's willing to pretend it does.]

[sharpasanarrow]

I'd argue that it only combines with that noise to create a dreadful headache.

[tanukey]

If it's doin' any combining that just means it's turning the banging into a beat.

[It really isn't.]

[sharpasanarrow]

It isn't.

[It's...a horrible combination.]

[tanukey]

Well sure, you would say that. As a noted music hater and lackin' the practiced ability to distinguish such things.

[sharpasanarrow]

I highly doubt one would need a 'practiced ability' to tell that this is a horrid mess.

[tanukey]

Hey, no need t'get- wait, what's the word- culturally- ...yeah, I forget. No need to be a dick.

These're classics from the heyday of modern Earth.

[sharpasanarrow]

[He sighs. Its hard to maintain anger with this nonsense daily.]

Watch your language, Mr. Rocket.

These don't sound like they're particularly classical.