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

[psychopinesis]

['Sup, here's someone who's bored of the Bill merchandise and is following you into the restricted areas.]

[lusito]

[Thanks for joining us on our crime spree here, buddy.]

Did you find anything interesting in the shop?

[psychopinesis]

[You're welcome.]

Interesting? No? Sort of creepy? Yes.

What about you?

[lusito]

About the same, though they really should invest in something more worthy of one's collector shelf than these cheap plastic figures.

[WonFes anime figure-quality Bill Cipher would sell better, obviously.]