WEEK 2

[grimgrinningghosts]

[A week has gone buy, and nothing really horrifying has happened. Sure it's a crappy amusement park but no one's dead yet! While you're scenario is not great to be in, but you have people to bond with, "fresh air", food, and free Moron Mountain merch! So maybe you have fallen into a sense of security, content to hang out in this terrible theme park until Swackhammer decides to let you go because everyone is too boring for his park.

This won't last, however.]

26 guests remain

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

{OOC: Hello everyone! This is the first murder week of nondis. This Friday (around noon est), we will have our first investigation and, of course, the first body of the round. While you wait, please respond to our first AC, due this Wednesday!

Have fun, you silly toons.}

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WEDNESDAY

[grimgrinningghosts]

[dothebackslide]

[Dan Backslide has spent the entire week thus far in the casino.

He had dismissed it earlier, in all honesty. Too hoity-toity for his liking. Smokey, sure, but the glitz and glamour is just too much for his liking. That changes pretty quick once he noticed something pretty important.

He was winning. Like, at a really good rate. Like damn.

So there he is for many hours, toiling away at the casino, trying to weasel as many games as he can. He doesn't have any tokens and he doesn't care, he just wants to play some goddamn cards. He'll play with the expectation of no prize if King Dice'll let him and he'll play with anyone who can handle the smell of sweat, coffee, and pure passion fro the game that's just bursting out of his shaky body.

Eventually though, he leaves to take a nap and a shower and stretch the ol' limbs. But that's all a lead up to enjoy his hard earned prize.]

BEEP BEEP!

[And that's Dan Backslide, spinning around wildly in a car around Swackhammer Avenue, firing a mustard gun in every which direction. He's so happy.]

I'M LIVING! I'M CHASING MY BLISS! AND EVERYONE WILL EVER KNOW!

[candymancan]

[The next time Dan stops his car- for whatever reason, whether it be stopping at a stop sign like a good non-bully, cad, and thief, or getting ready to drive up a ramp made of a pile of garbage- Wonka will saunter up to the passenger's side.]

Is this seat taken?

[dothebackslide]

[Oh you know its that latter one baby. He slowly reaches a halt up to Wonka, radio playing Take My Breath Away. He pulls down his shuttershades to look at ol young Gene Wilder.]

It could be. For the right occupant.

[bringmecontracts]

[He created a monster and he's living.]

[dothebackslide]

KING DICE IS ONE OF THE TOP FIVE SEXY FELLOWS IN THIS PLACE!

[sunshinesdown]

Cool boat Dan! [A weird boat but still cool.] Is it good for chasing your bliss?

[dothebackslide]

OF COURSE IT DOES! ITS POWERED BY DREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMS!

[in4apounding]

Mister Backslide, what in the world?!

[Didging the car and... at least most of a mustard shot. That might stain.]

Where did you get those?

[dothebackslide]

FROM THE WONDERS OF GAMBLING!

[captain_cronch]

[Wow wtf. She's having a moral crisis over driving and here's her pal pursuing her dream with the added bonus of shooting weird stuff from a gun.

She makes a GROK noise gesturing angrily at Dan what the hell dude?!]

[dothebackslide]

[He sprays mustard in the direction of her mouth.]

Car

[toogoodtobetrue]

No way!

[This contraption/car looks like it came straight from a world she'd like to forget, but she's still amazed nonetheless]

Where did you get this?

[dothebackslide]

SENTIENT DICE MADE HIS OWN GAME OF BLACKJACK AND HOOKERS AND ITS THE BEST ITS EVER BEEN!

[manecharacter]

[Bojack, pressed to a wall, to anyone nearby:]

Okay, now imagine this guy with a bus.

[dothebackslide]

WHY WOULD I NEED A BUS WHEN I HAVE A RUNABOUT

[codeofhero]

[Ah, a new day, full of promise and endless surprises, like that car that runs over Dinobot's foot when he isn't looking.]

Graaah!!

[He hops in a rather undignified manner, clutching his foot and firing off a burst of laser eyes on instinct.]

What in the inferno!?

[shoshtupid]

[ Welp, that's sure Wabuu laughing silently at Dan's mustard gun. ]

[essentiallyinvisible]

[She ducks a blast of mustard.] You got a car?

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Sometime during the night on Wednesday, you can hear a loud crying coming from Swackhammer Avenue. It’ll probably keep you awake.

>Investigate?]

[shoshtupid]

[Welp, gonna investigate that crying. While hopping to the location and singing his theme song.]

[oh_worm]

[ Hm okay crying is probably bad?? She's gonna go and >Investigate for sure. ]

[udderly]

[Shit son! Otis is here.]

[manecharacter]

[Bojack checks his own room to make sure it's not him crying.

Nope.

Then he calls out into the hallway.]

Some of us are TRYING to drink enough until we PASS OUT and SLEEP.

[codeofhero]

[You would think that at least the nights are quieter around here. APPARENTLY NOT.

He's wandering out, blearily baring fangs.]

What is that terrible noise?!