WEEK 1

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well... That sure did happen. After Swackhammer is done ranting about his terrible group of hostages, everyone is free to explore the surrounding area. But true to his word, it still seems to be heavily under construction, and any areas not on the map are surrounded by giant walls. Have fun with your two small areas of Moron Mountain (just be thankful you have clean underwear).

You don't seem to be entirely alone in this park either, as you will find one other employee if you search Swackhammer Avenue well enough.

Not exactly the most populated park, huh?

But hey, you can exit the park at least! Except the only thing they'll find is a seedy hotel in the dense fog. After searching, most people will come to realize that this is your living quarters, what with the bios that line the front wall. But hey at least you know you have food beyond hot dogs and smoothies!

Have fun, little toons! There are surly wacky adventures that await you.]

26 guests remain

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{OOC: Welcome to NonDisney's Foolish Mortals! As per usual, there will be no murders committed on the first week! (I mean... not case murders, I'm not sure I trust this disaster cast) If you want to investigate, please put up an INVESTIGATION note in the top level, and put up the name of the NPC you want to communicate there as well if you'd like to do that! Hope you enjoy your stay everyone ;)

Comments

[essentiallyinvisible]

[Well, she supposes there's no help for some teens. So she might as well inspect the shop's merchandise. In this case, the first thing she notices is clothes.] Oh good, they have clothes too! We won't have to walk around with only one outfit while we're stuck here.

[standsforrevenge]

Right? This tuxedo is kinda chafing me.

[Also he spilled ketchup on it]

[essentiallyinvisible]

Yeah, it'd probably be uncomfortable to wear for...how long were we on the bus? It definitely felt like several hours, but with the various timezones and different places we passed through I feel my internal clock is confused.

[standsforrevenge]

I'm preeeetty sure we went to a different planet at some point, too.

[essentiallyinvisible]

Yes, I think I remember that. [She doesn't look that surprised about it.] So it's possible time on that bus was already desynchronized from time back at our homes.

[standsforrevenge]

Dude.

Are we in the future?

[essentiallyinvisible]

...you know, that is possible. After all, there are androids here far advanced beyond the technology I know.

[standsforrevenge]

Oh my God, do you know what this means? JETPACKS.

[essentiallyinvisible]

Jetpacks? [She looks up, as if there might be aliens zooming by on jetpacks right now.]

[standsforrevenge]

Yeah, dude! Everybody knows the future has jetpacks! We gotta get ourselves some sweet-ass JETPACKS!

[essentiallyinvisible]

Do you think they have these in the store...dude? [Is that how you use this word. What is English slang even.]

[standsforrevenge]

[Ponders on this for a moment.]

I bet they're keeping them in the back.

[essentiallyinvisible]

The back room of the store? Is that area open to us?

[standsforrevenge]

I don't see anyone around to keep us out!

[Gandhi stop contributing to the delinquency of a minor.]

[essentiallyinvisible]

[They're already stealers, what's a bit more crime? She starts heading towards where she's pretty sure the backroom is.]

Wow, I've never been in a store's backroom before. I wonder what else is hiding there.