Week 5

[grimgrinningghosts]

[...So that was a mess. All of it was a mess, and things don't look to be improving any time soon. With tensions at an all-time high and conditions worsened, it seems pretty safe to say that this whole week promises a great deal of foreboding atmosphere.

But, hey, things aren't entirely bad. Just as Randall promised, you're now able to leave the Manor! 

Just don't stay out there for too long. There's still a lot of you, and you just can't afford to lose numbers.

24 guests remain]

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Comments

[faciliheir]

[so obviously Freddie is going outside. her entire life is weirdness; surely nothing out there will be enough to bother her. so first she's at the door, crossing her arms and... glaring at her shadow. who is basically just cowering against the wall and refusing to budge.]

Oh, come on! You big baby. Who's ever had a shadow that's afraid of shadows? [but it refuses to budge, so she reckons she's going out there alone.

before she leaves for her walk, she stops at the door, examining the messages with a frown.] ... Claudette's dad was here, too. [this place is just stuffed with alternate reality Isle folks.

later on, during the dead of the night, anyone who happens to walk past the portrait gallery will see Freddie once again holed up in the portrait gallery-- except this time, she seems to be having a lot less fun. she has every flashlight she could find, turned on and pointed in every direction possible, flooding the room in light to the point where darkness is near impossible. in fact, you may be attracted to the room by noticing her shadow pacing the walls near the doorway, frequently pausing at the edge with what may look like concern.

she's just sitting there. holding a flashlight. staring forward.]

Portrait Gallery

[bestchefinparis]

[It's not everyday you see a shadow looking so concerned and...unattached to anything. Rémy looks around, expecting to see who it belongs to, and sees no one. Maybe inside the portrait room?

Oh. There's someone there. It's Freddie, sitting in the middle of the portrait gallery with a bunch of flashlights. That's not too bad, he supposes]

You're not going to stay sitting there the entire night, right?

[faciliheir]

[immediately turns the light on him. after holding it up for a short amount of time, long enough for her to figure out something, she lowers it a bit.]

If I leave this room, that thing will kill me. I'm waiting it out.

[bestchefinparis]

[Rémy turns his head to the entrance. There's only one thing she could be talking about...]

You're talking about the shadow outside?

[faciliheir]

Yes! It and all its little friends! They want to drag me away, but I'm not letting that happen! YOU HEAR ME OUT THERE? I'M NOT LEAVING!

[bestchefinparis]

[Oh geez...this is a tough situation. How's someone supposed to deal with this...]

Okay, don't panic, Freddie. Listen, you can't stay here. If you fall asleep here it'll catch you -- that must be why it's outside right now, it's waiting you to fall asleep here.

Can't you do this in your bedroom?

[You have like a billion flashlights! That should help keep the shadow at bay!]

[faciliheir]

[shakes head violently] No! How could I just lead them back to him, they'll do it again, it's what they want...

No. I'll just not sleep. I've gone longer than a day without sleep before. I'll be fine. I'm fine. I'll wait it out.

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[pinkflip]

[ Well, Kim's working on hanging some signs in the foyer, so naturally she walks by and...what's that? ]

Hello? Uh- Freddie's...shadow? [ yeah guess who she sees first ] What's going on?

[faciliheir]

[the shadow just kinda... pauses. as if it's trying to figure out how to communicate to someone who doesn't just innately know what it means.

it eventually decides on a pretty universal signal: twirling its index finger next to its temple. she's crazy.]

[pinkflip]

[ Kim frowns in concern. She's pretty sure she knows who the shadow's talking about, so. She gingerly enters the portrait gallery. ]

Freddie? You in here? [ she asks this and then immediately sees freddie herself, all holed up and that...boy, does not bode well. ]

[faciliheir]

[SHINES LIGHT oh, it's Kim. that's... no, that's exactly who they would choose to trick her. she can even see the shadows, just waiting behind her... SHINES LIGHT RIGHT AT HER FACE.]

Who's asking?

[pinkflip]

[ Oh, ow. She squints and tries to block the light with her hands. ]

It's just me, it's Kimberly.

[faciliheir]

How do I know it's really you, and not just another trick? [kim hasn't been in the parade of faces she's seen tonight but shit anything can happen]

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[sorrydoods]

[...well, time to make sure Freddie hasn't completely lost her mind.

Soos is just gonna knock on the door and make sure she is in there.]

Uh, Freddie? Are you...are you okay?

[faciliheir]

Prove you're not a demon before I answer that!

[so

no]

[sorrydoods]

...how can I prove to you that I'm not a demon?

[Yeah, that...that doesn't really faze him.]

[faciliheir]

... I don't know! Say something a demon trying to steal my soul wouldn't say!

[sorrydoods]

...do you wanna...not give me your soul?

[He's trying, okay]

[faciliheir]

... Oh, you're good.

[silence]

Come in if you want, I guess.

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[tanukey]

...the heck is this?

I am Groot?

Later that night

[fantasmick]

[So after those hallucinations Freddie had today, maybe waking up that night in a strange white void isn't the greatest comfort in the world.

Especially when she starts hearing an unfamiliar voice calling out to her.]

Hello, can you hear me?

[faciliheir]

[no this is fine she's fine.]

No. [doesn't mean she's happy about it tho.]

[fantasmick]

[Soon a mouse appears and... oh. it's a villain. Or a close relative to a villain.

It's fine he can work with this.]

That's unfortunate. I guess I'm in the wrong place.

[faciliheir]

Nah, you're not. I'd bet you're always in just the right place.

[rubbing her eyes even though she logically knows it's a dream and it won't actually help with how tired she is. she feels better doing it.]

Minnie's beau, right?

[fantasmick]

I try to be!

But yes, Minnie's my girlfriend. ["Beau"...?] She's not technically my Minnie, but I still love her!