ENDGAME GROUP 1: The Other Box (Log 2)

[yourghosthost]

[Off-screen, the groups manage to reunite themselves once more. More notable than anything else is the little black floating box, though if any of you have any information you wish to exchange, now would be an excellent time to do so.]

I know this isn’t exactly on the docket, but I intend on heading in there. You’re welcome to join if you’d like.

(ooc: this is the second and final log for group 1 - if you weren’t here for the previous log, feel free to use this as a jumping-in point!)

Comments

[stenchus_rodentus]

From the looks of him, I'd say an American.

[kindaruledatit]

He's some jerkass that snuck into our game and killed Wander and Sylvia.

[stenchus_rodentus]

I hardly believe anyone could kill the demon Wander.

[madmadam]

[Conjures up a pen and draws a dick on the fat guy's forehead, then turns to Ratigan.]

That, my furry friend, is an emoji.

[stenchus_rodentus]

...

[Snickers.

Covers his mouth.

Bursts out guffawing.]

[roundzero]

...Well.

[A darker presence is felt, and this woman appears. She looks over the scene with quiet consideration.]

I can see that we’re all having our fair share of fun here.

[hallotween]

[... cool.....]

[stenchus_rodentus]

[WHY...is he a magnet for witchcraft...

Ratigan doesn't feel the need to scream at least!]

Another relative of yours, Marnie?

[hallotween]

[shakes head

wow]

[folkscallmewander]

[Turns around.

Looks up.]

Hi! [waves] I like your outfit.

[roundzero]

It is rather regal, I suppose.

[folkscallmewander]

Are you a Queen? An Empress? Some sort of conqueror?

[She looks like she could take over a planet.]

[roundzero]

Perhaps I could be.

[She likes this one. Flattery will get you everywhere.]

[hallotween]

... Are the others here?

[just kinda. looking around her.]

[roundzero]

Holed up in the manor, I assume. There are not many of us left.

[hallotween]

"Not many?" What happened to everyone else?

[roundzero]

A number of them simply...disappeared. I’m assuming they finally had the chance to pass on, and ran with it.

The weaklings.

[folkscallmewander]

Wow.

[Flattery makes friends and if it doesn't work, gets people to trust you.]

So what're you workin' on in here? Seems like you got a lovely mansion to live in.

[roundzero]

Wasting away, for the most part. Despite my best efforts.

[folkscallmewander]

Well, we got some good news for you! We're bustin' you outta here!

[roundzero]

Is that so.

[wannagetsmote]

Just... save whatever conquering you want to do for another day. I already have enough butts to kick.

[roundzero]

Hmhmhmhm.

[As if speaking to a child.]

Is that so, brave warrior?

[wannagetsmote]

Uh-huh.

[Spoken like a child. Maui you're not helping.]

And your butt is about to be on it, lady. Don't patronize me, I'm a demi-god. And probably like... a thousand years older than you.

[roundzero]

[pfff]

How quaint.