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!)

Comments

[bestchefinparis]

[There you are, you evil ass]

And I also lost all my money in that slide. If you could find and bring it back to me that’d be great. […] Without taking any of it, but I’m sure you wouldn’t do something like stealing anyone’s money.

[negaverse]

Sorry to disappoint but I already stole like 3K off of some dead guy.

[even if it is just disney dollars it's still Money!]

How much did you have on you?

[Because if it's near what he stole off of walt then..... maybe.]

[bestchefinparis]

[Three thousand?! Wow. That’s going to be hard to top. Rémy glances at Joshua and hopes he’ll play along]

I took it from the…guy at the ticket booth. [Yeah. That’ll work. He gets some more confidence, sounding more natural] I was told that guy was a terrible person, so I stole his wallet. And he helped me. [He points at Joshua] I didn’t look inside the wallet, but he said there were…what…ten thousand?

[Rémy looks at Joshua, as if waiting for confirmation]

[lusito]

Yeah: can you believe that guy sold his soul for that cash, only to have to work here and get his wallet stolen that easily by a teenager and a rat? Pathetic, really.

[negaverse]

[.........................................






OKAY THEN he immediately is running towards the worst waterslide ever ]

[bestchefinparis]

[The moment Negaduck is far away enough to not hear him, Rémy laughs. It has been a while since he laughed with real amusement like this]

I can't believe this is actually happening!

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The cannonball slide attendant is there to let him on! Their nametag reads Jimley.]

Skdjnfjksdfkjsdfkjkfjds?

[negaverse]

Excuse me?

[what the fuck are they saying]

[grimgrinningghosts]

Skjfdjksfsdfkjsfksf?

[negaverse]

Are you, like... okay?

[grimgrinningghosts]

SDNGLJDSFNGLNDJFG NICE!

[they just fucking. grab negaduck and kinda push him down the slide.]

[lusito]

[Smile for the camera Negaduck, Josh is going to take a picture of your face just as you're being sent down the slide.]