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.}

Comments

[udderly]

It's nothing, Fizzy. [Otis tries to smile and doesn't quite manage.] Just - just go back to bed and this will all seem like a funny dream in the morning.

[carbonairhead]

[ Fizzy just shakes her head. She doesn't have impassioned speeches or anything to convince him to tell her, but she is quite a stubborn pony, when she puts her mind to it. ]

[udderly]

[oh my goooooood why are all his children like this!!! why can't raising children be - oh god. he's turning into ben. is this what character growth feels like??? he doesn't like it.

he pats fizzy's head gently.]

Apparently, the Boss Baby needs special milk to be smart, and the nasty green goblin punted him into the moon before we could stop him. It's okay though - nobody else is gonna die.

[That'll be a goddamn lie in two days.]

[carbonairhead]

[ Did you know even with eyes that are literally gemstones, Fizzy can still cry? Now you do! Because a tear slides out past the sparkling stone as she listens in horror. ]

Into the... Oh, no... Oh, gosh, that's just...just awful!

[udderly]

Hey, hey. Don't cry, little pony! [Otis wipes at her eyes.] Come on, let's go get you a smoothie or something before you go to bed.

[carbonairhead]

O-okay. Alright. ...You won't get in trouble with him, right Otis? I don't want you getting hurt too.

[udderly]

Nah. He only cares about whether or not we're playing along with his game and we are. What kind of smoothies do you like?

[carbonairhead]

[ They are... Fizzy doesn't like that very much. tail drooping, she starts trotting to get something to drink. ]

I... Oh, I like all of them. Anything sounds good just about now.