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

[MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY FRIDAY SATURDAY]

{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

basketball court

[studentbody]

[Cleo happens to be walking past the basketball court when she spies someone who is clearly desperately in need of a cheerleader. Never mind the fact that Beth is actually playing well—every athlete needs a cheerleader on the sidelines. She doesn't have her cheer uniform, or her pom poms, but she has her hands for clapping and her voice for yelling and her legs for jumping. So she comes up to the sidelines and begins formulating a cheer:]

1-2-3-4!
YOUUU NEED A MAKEOVER!
5-6-7-8!
BUT YOUR MOVES ARE REALLY GREAT!

BAS-KET-BALL, BAS-KET-BALL
GO ON GIRL GIVE IT YOUR ALL!
DRIBBLE, DODGE, DUNK THAT BALL
THEN WE CAN GO TO THE MALL!

[oh_worm]

[ That's a weirdly passive-aggressive sort of cheer, but you know what, she'll take it??

Once she's done a set of Mad Swishes, she wipes off her forehead and turns to Cleo. ]

Thanks for the cheer, yo.

[studentbody]

[That's the only kind of cheer she knows, okay? Plus, like, no offense Beth but you're in serious need of a haircut, those bangs are out of control.

Cleo gives the girl a beaming smile.]

You're so welcome. There's nothing else to cheer for around here, this place sucks.

[oh_worm]

[ but they go whoosh so good!! ]

True that. Not much worth getting excited about here in the Garbo Zone.

[studentbody]

[But the split ends, Beth! The split. Ends.]

Everyone else here has been so rude to me. It's like...making it hard to be stuck here.

[oh_worm]

[ pshhhh who ever cared about a split end ]

I mean we're all hecka stressed, probs. Kidnapping's a bummer.

[studentbody]

[THIS GIRL. RIGHT HERE.

She leans against the side of the bleachers dramatically.]

It really is. It's doing such a number on my skin, look at this huge zit I'm getting!

[Points at her forehead. There's maybe a tiny bump, invisible to the naked eye.]

[oh_worm]

That's... hecka rough, girl!

[ said as convincingly as possible, because she don't see that biz ]

[studentbody]

Right? Ugh!

[Finally someone who understands all her tortured teenage pain!!]

And that stupid gift shop doesn't even have concealer.

[oh_worm]

The gift shop is lacking in a looooot of departments. But then again: this place sucks eggs.

[studentbody]

You're not wrong.

[Cleo sighs and slumps down on the bleachers, arms crossed.]

Cleo, by the way. Cleo Smith. And you're...

[She squints. She read all those bios but couldn't be bothered to actually remember anyone's names.]

B...anana.

[oh_worm]

...So close! I'm Beth, Beth Tezuka.

[studentbody]

Beth bazooka. Right. Of course.

[She studies her nails.]

Have you ever considered filling in your eyebrows?

[oh_worm]

If only.

[ Beth tries in vain to study her own eyebrows. ]

With what?

[studentbody]

If I had an eye pencil I could show you. They're just so...small. But there's potential.

[Hmmm.]

I bet there's a sharpie around here somewhere.

[oh_worm]

An... eye pencil? [ blink blink ] Ooooooh, the makeup thing. I don't know, I've never messed with my brows before.

[ holds her hand up a little ]

Can we start with something that doesn't have the word "permanent" on the side? I'm skeptical about the idea of keeping marker on my face for extended periods of time.

[studentbody]

It'll change your life, I swear.

[She waves a hand.]

Oh, come on. Don't be such a wimp, they're going to look so good you'll wish they were permanent.

[oh_worm]

[ She sighs. ]

Alright, go ahead and sharpie my scene.

[studentbody]

Yay!

[Cleo claps her hands together, getting up and rushing toward the gift shop. When she comes back, it's with two Sharpies clutched in her hand: a brown and a black one.]

Look, they even had one in the right color! This is going to be great. Okay, just sit still, alright?

[oh_worm]

Sit still. I can do that.

[ TIME FOR PERMANENT MARKER....... ]

[studentbody]

Great. You're doing greeeeeaaat.

[She fuckin goes to town.

The results?

GORGEOUS.]