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]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

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

Comments

[sorrydoods]

Thanks, Mr. Pines. And you're right. I'm sure we'll see Ford and Wendy sooner than we may think.

[Stan knows about Wendy going through a round with Ford, right?]

[stanbyme]

[He suuuuure does.]

Least they're safer than we are right now.

[...And Dipper, too, technically? What are they gonna do, make him double-dead?

Stan pounds his fist into the palm of the other hand.]

Then we'll make 'em wish they never messed with us!

[sorrydoods]

[Darn. Was hoping to shock him there.]

Yeah. We'll make them regret they ever messed with anyone from Gravity Falls!

[Fist to the air!]

[stanbyme]

[Unfortunately, Wendy already shocked him by butting in in the background of his mirror conversation with Ford.]

There ya go, that's the spirit.

[sorrydoods]

[Well, at least they both can be shocked about Preston, right?]

And we'll save everyone else that got sucked into one of these blood ritual things! And beat the crud out of all the jerks that put us through this!

[HE'S ON A ROLL HERE AND I'M NOT SURE IF YOU CAN STOP HIM]

[stanbyme]

Yeah!

["Stop him?" That sounds like something a "responsible adult" would do.]

[sorrydoods]

YEAH!

[PUNCHES THROUGH CABNET

...that wasn't joke. Soos just...got up, and...punched through one of overhanging cabinets...

...yeah, that...that was kind of hint at how far this might go...]

[stanbyme]

[He laughs.]

That cabinet ain’t holding the secret to creation, Soos. Maybe save the punches for the guy in charge and not the furniture.

Here, lemme see your hand.

[sorrydoods]

Sorry...kinda...kinda got taken away, there.

[Soos gets his hand out and offers it to Stan. It's...pretty scratched up, but nothing too terrible.]