Week 6

[grimgrinningghosts]

[. . . Well last week sure was a bloodbath. A bloody, accidental bloodbath. Even with two groups trying to save you, it might start to feel doubtful that you'll ever get out of here alive. Not to mention that Randy almost killed you all on an angry whim and you're still stuck in this madhouse with him of all people.

But hey, there's a silver lining to every cloud! You get a new floor that's not a nightmarish deathscape! Aren't you glad?

18 people remain]

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Comments

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Whooaaa, looks like the Super-Sweater's been as busy as a bee. [She's a pretty energetic person herself, but that pile of sweaters is kind of above and beyond.]

[scrapplinghook]

You betcha! Now that we have this place I won't stop till EVERYONE knows how awesome Mabel Sweaters are!! And that means you get one!!

[Hers is a bit more fuzzy than everyone else's, and amid the light brown fluff, there are plenty of darker brown patches that, on closer expection, are quite clearly acorns.]

I tried to make it match your tail!

1/2

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Heck yeah, girl. Gotta spread that brand far and wide. Get the name out on the ground floor. Merchandising for days.

[She picks up the gift stares at this sweater with an unreadable expression. Whatever emotions lie under the surface are obscured by pure, stoic consideration. The depths of analysis extend for miles inside her mind, unraveling every potential or unpotential flaw in this sweater, every stitch heavily scrutinized, carefully deciding whether this sweater should or should not be pulverized at this very instant.]

Mabel...

[kickbuttseatnuts]

This is the greatest achievement of mankind.