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]

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Comments

[angelgoatdemon]

['They need to learn, if they've got some ounce of humanity and dignity in them,'

He huffed, mainly thinking about Gaston, that awful man-child. Maybe there was hope for that man, if someone could poke at his ego.

'That's fair, I hope I don't come across as underestimating you all. Adult fears, and such.'

Had it not been for the laws of this dimension and universe, Lekmet would slaughter that lizard himself using his hooves. Alas, he's not the murdering type.

'Glad Toffee got what was coming to him, defeated and all.']

[nachosquire]

[Marco nods at the Toffee comment, and he looks at the keys for a minute of silence before just kind of.. plunking at them a little.]

Nah, I get it. I'm worried about the kids who are younger than me for the same reason.

[It's a little annoying having people act like you can't handle yourself, or you're just a kid. But Marco's a mature boy, he understands the fears and worries.]

A place where people are killing each other because some guy told them to is not exactly Rated E for everyone.

[angelgoatdemon]

['Not to give them ideas, but I really wish for at least the youngest ones not to have been involved. This whole thing is rigged and unbalanced from the start.'

He doesn't know what to do with himself if he failed any of those children. It's going to hit them all hard.]

Hhhhh.

[Lekmet looks back to the piano keys and looks deep in thought. What other songs does he know to lighten the mood a little?]

[nachosquire]

Yeah, it's definitely rigged.

[The idea of someone like Gaston killing Mabel or Noby.. eugh..]

But that's why people like us are here. So we can protect the people who can't fight, and I'm going to keep trying to get everyone to band together and find a different way out of here.

[angelgoatdemon]

['I hope we could play our way safely out of this; give our hosts a gigantic headache enough to distract them and flee.'

They're coping well. Suddenly, a gasp Lekmet remembers something important- maybe he did mention it in passing but forgot.

'Dimensional Scissors!!']

[nachosquire]

[Marco reads that -- Dimensional scissors -- and it nearly has him fall out of the seat with excitement.]

Do you have some?!

[He slams his hand on the piano keys as he says that, looking at Lekmet with hope in his eyes.]

[angelgoatdemon]

['I had them! But the last time I saw it was before I woke up in this place.

Either way they probably have that crystal which renders it useless- We need to find and destroy that.'

Sometime in the future, the slot machine screams.]