ENDGAME GROUP 1: Hellscapes (Log 1)

[yourghosthost]

Now then.

[The initial groups have begun to disperse, and Ghostave and a group of stalwart young heroes remain seated right where they are.]

One of the things we’re looking for is supposedly in The Underworld. I intend to use this opportunity to speak to Hades as well, about his intentions.

...As well as find this “other box” that he seems to have so casually mentioned. Do we have any questions before we venture forth?

(ooc: if you’re in group 1, this is one of your logs!)

Comments

[hallotween]

Relax, guys, we got this.

[voice like two octaves higher out of nerves]

[whistlenotchirp]

Relax?! I'm perfectly relaxed! I'm nothing but relaxed! You're looking at calm central right here! You're the one that's [suddenly on Marnie's shirt, grabbing her collar.] FREAKING OUT!

[madmadam]

[Now she has a popcorn bucket of... what appears to be buttered beetles?]

Goodness, child, don't make the cricket angry! You won't like him when he's angry.

[kindaruledatit]

Dude.... geeze.

[Sighs, smacks her cheeks. the face ones, not the... yeah.]

We've made it this far. We just gotta think of something.

[whistlenotchirp]

I didn't make this far! I KILLED TWO GUYS AND NOW THEY WANT ME TO DO IT AGAIN!

1/2

[grimgrinningghosts]

AAAAANDDD IN THIS CORNER, ANOTHER SURVIVOR OF THE RITUAL SACRIFICES, IT'S -

[the door on the other side of the stadium gets blasted down.]

[roundzero]

[...This guy looks pretty unassuming.]

Look, lets just get this over with. I have plenty more years of eternal damnation to get through.

[hallotween]

[. . .]

Oh, this should be easy! [IT'S JUST SOME DUDE]

[kindaruledatit]

...He looks like some dude's buff butler.

[hallotween]

I could probably just magic him to death. This shouldn't take very long at all!

[roundzero]

Magic! Pah, you think that I'm weak to that?

[hallotween]

You're just some dude with a weird mustache, so. Yeah.

[roundzero]

Weird mustac- you wouldn't know excellent grooming tips with that rat's nest of a haircut!

[whistlenotchirp]

N-now hold on everybody, maybe we got off on the wrong foot! Maybe we can all work this out!

[hallotween]

[. . .]

Okay, who's ready to murder the heck out of this guy? Because I know I am.

[roundzero]

[rip him, right?]

[whistlenotchirp]

....Oh my god I'm still forgetting things. Who was this guy? Was he early on in the round? Did I kill him too?!

[kindaruledatit]

Have you killed before you met us?

[whistlenotchirp]

MY MEMORY ISN'T EXACTLY RELIABLE WENDY!

[madmadam]

Might as well kill him again just to make sure.

[cronch.]

[whistlenotchirp]

WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE?!

[madmadam]

For the food, of course!

[She now has two hotdogs??]

[roundzero]

You want to kill me? I'd hardly say you have a shot at that, madwoman.

[madmadam]

[slooooooowly turns her head to face him.]

Beg pardon?

[roundzero]

I'm not about to be talked down to by some beggar hag.