Week 7

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well this is all starting to feel incredibly routine. After being trapped here for a month and a half with no sign of rescue, maybe you have just resigned to the idea that you'll never leave this place and that people will keep dying until none of you're are left.

Truthfully, I can't even pretend to make an optimistic about any of this. it's a dark and horrid world you all live in.

There are no new floors today. It seems you finally have access to the whole mansion.

15 people remain]

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Comments

[rech]

[...randall’s arm slowly retracts from inside himself, emerging from his back. he zips himself back up, and his arm comes into view as he places something down in front of freddie.

it’s a horn.]

There’s your hint.

[faciliheir]

[don't freak out don't freak out don't freak out don't freak out don't freak out]

... Can I have that? [also what's it look like she's gonna memorize this shit]

[rech]

Go for it.

[black. curved. like a devil horn.]

[faciliheir]

Wicked. Thanks.

[just. gonna take. that.]

... It's, uh. Your turn.

[rech]

What do you think I am?

[faciliheir]

[thinks...]

How many guesses do I get?

[rech]

Five.

[faciliheir]

Maleficent?

[rech]

She’s dead.

[faciliheir]

Has that ever stopped anybody?

... The Devil?

[rech]

Sort of.

[faciliheir]

[fuck fuck fuck wracking her brain...]

Would I even know who you were, if I saw you?

[rech]

Probably not.

[faciliheir]

[hnngh]

Well, I still got two more. And I'm still gonna use 'em.

... So. Who are you gay for?

[rech]

[...]

Rod.

[faciliheir]

Gay for Rod. [n i c e]

...

Where's the manor's weak spot?

[rech]

There isn’t one.

[faciliheir]

Bullshit. That's not very fun at all.

[rech]

You’re trying to manipulate me. I know how that works. Kim did it too.

[faciliheir]

I would never do it so obviously, Randy! I'm much better than Kim is. Have a little more respect for my talents!

[rech]

At last she had the decency to feel bad about it.

[not_over_yet]

[ Back, less debilitated by hot sauce. ]

I'm beginning to think you don't understand friendship at all, Randy.

whoops, moved to right place

[not_over_yet]

[ Basil's trying to look at the thing too, but his eyes are still tearing pretty bad.

Good thing Randy's letting them keep it? ]

[faciliheir]

Basil, go get yourself some milk...

[not_over_yet]

[ ...Yeah, ok, that. That's probably a good idea.

Excuse him as he heads off in the general direction of the kitchen. ]