Week 8

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Thanks to Freddie, it seems as though you’ve dealt your first, honest blow to Randall. Truly a fitting end to the Randall Rech Zone. Sadly, you’re still stuck here, but something inside you is nagging at you to keep your head up. This late in the game, nobody has to be willing to resort to murder.

...Right?

12 people remain]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

Comments

[notreadyatall]

Dunno. All I know is that you don’t mention it around Randy.

...It’ll catch his attention. So you should mention it to ‘im.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Oh. Oh. Ohohohohohohoh.

And when we have his attention, that's when we...? [She mimes slicing open a skin(suit) and splooshing a skeleton in paint thinner with goofy sound effects.]

[notreadyatall]

That’s the idea.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Doc. Doc. This is a good plan. I love this plan. I could marry this plan if I wasn't in a good long-term relationship. Bless you for this plan.

[notreadyatall]

Duh. I know how to get things done.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[Another laugh.] Alright, alright, don't blow your horn too much there, ego man. Where are you gonna be while I risk my neck?

[notreadyatall]

Finding a way into Randy’s room. He’s got a way outta this trash heap in there.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

...Damn dude, lion's den-ing it? I thought you were gonna, like... shove all the responsibility on us and we'd shrug and bear it. You sure you'll be alright?

[notreadyatall]

Relax. I’ll get this taken care of.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Well... if you say so.

...Fingers crossed this all works out, then.