ENDGAME GROUP 2: The most tragic place on earth (Log 1)

[keyofimagination]

[Thanks to Hades’ help, group 2 suddenly arrives in Main Street, or… what was Main Street. Now it’s a desolate wasteland barely masquerading as a cheerful theme park. You are outside the ticket gate right now, but from the gray sky and a sign proudly displaying: “Dismaland: Bemusement Park”, it wouldn’t take much to remember that the villains have a hold on the pocket dimension now.

Rod, meanwhile, is holding a bag, looking as determined as ever.]

First of all, I'm going to come forward in saying that we have to be careful about this mission, and we have to make sure we aren’t seen. If Hades is right, the moment either Bill or Randy know we’re here, it’s all over for us. As such I took the liberty of going through the hotel’s coat check to find some disguises.

[He drops a bag on the floor and out spill tacky Hawaiian t-shirts, sunglasses, and really tacky straw hats. Rod is already quickly putting on a t shirt and pair of sunglasses.]

If you have any questions I’d suggest you ask them now. If there is any chance of us separating I don’t want anyone ending up lost in the dark while we explore.

(ooc: This is the first group 2 log!)

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[grimgrinningghosts]

[The dole whip equivalent is just a ball of live cockroach’s huddled together in ice cream shape.

There’s a man at the anvil stall calling out to Lekmet.]

Knock over the anvil. Win the anvil. Grow a pair. Win the anvil.

cw: gROSS BUG EATING

[angelgoatdemon]

[WELP- He can't let that go to waste, so he'll..........eat..........and hope theyre dead by the time he crunches.]

Sure, mister! What do I throw at the anvil with?

[Time for some distractions and Games]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[casually hands lekmet. a plastic ball.]

[angelgoatdemon]

...You're kidding, right?

[Maybe the ball would explode or something? He aims and throws it at the anvil, hitting it near the top.]

[fairlypushy]

[Amanda's casually hanging out nearby. if the anvil seems to be tipping over, it's obviously not her fault.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The attendant like, casually tries to shoo Amanda away as the plastic balls harmlessly bounce against the anvil.]

Eh, you missed, pal!

[angelgoatdemon]

[Acknowledges her with a welcoming grin, before turning back to the attendant]

But my aim's getting better. Let me try with this one!

[Just. Summons a giant, fuck-off fireball with the snake staff before hitting the anvil again]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well! The anvil gets knocked over. You singe the attendant’s hair.]

HEY, WHAT ARE YA TRYIN TO DO TO MY HAIR? VORE IT?!

[He laughs maniacally. Nobody else laughs. He holds up a sign that says “0 DAYS SINCE OUR LAST VORE JOKE.”]

[angelgoatdemon]

[WINNER WINNER CHICKEN DINNER]

I'm not sure what that word means. What does it mean mister uh...

[Lekmet squints at the guys name tag. I cant read, suddenly]

[fairlypushy]

You don't want to know.

[angelgoatdemon]

It's surely not as bad as two months of being in a murder ritual, right?

[fairlypushy]

Yes. Yes, it is.

[angelgoatdemon]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It says Lepo.]

YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT WORDS MEAN? WHAT ARE YA TRYNA DO TO THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE, VORE IT?

[He laughs maniacally. Nobody else laughs. He holds up a sign that says “0 DAYS SINCE OUR LAST VORE JOKE.”]

[angelgoatdemon]

I don't know anything, my friend. S-So, do I get a prize?

[He turns to Amanda for a second, whispering and looking incredibly concerned for Mr. Lepo]

Think he's okay??????

[fairlypushy]

Probably not. "Lepo" doesn't even sound like a real name.

[grimgrinningghosts]

GIVE YA A PRIZE? YEAH, YOU WIN THE ANVIL! THAT WAY, YOU CAN GO HOME AND VORE IT!

[angelgoatdemon]

Stiiiiill not sure what it means.

[Time to check out that anvil! How heavy is it? Can it be used to kill bill?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[...very heavy. It’s an anvil.]

[angelgoatdemon]

[oh my god does he try]

[fairlypushy]

What? I'm waiting for my friend!

[That's weird. She's not as powerful as normal, but she should be able to tip an anvil over. Is it being held in place, or are her powers on the fritz?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It’s superglued to the platform.

The bearded attendant is very grumpy about your presence. You can see that his name tag reads Lepo.]

Ey, what are ya trying to do to my anvil? Vore it?

[He busts into laughter. Nobody else does. Lepo holds up a sign that says “0 DAYS SINCE OUR LAST VORE JOKE”.]

[fairlypushy]

[I can't believe I woke up early for this.]

I'm not doing anything. [It's technically true. She can't move it, so she's not doing anything.] Honestly, it's not a good idea to accuse your patrons without evidence.

[grimgrinningghosts]

ACCUSE HER? I HARDLY EVEN VORED HER!

[He busts into laughter. Nobody else does. He holds up a sign that says “0 DAYS SINCE OUR LAST VORE JOKE.”]

[fairlypushy]

[okay . . . backing away . . . don't like this . . .]