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foolishmortals2018-06-17 12:30 pm
grimgrinningghosts) wrote in foolishmortals2018-06-17 12:30 pm
WEEK 3
[Well finally deaths are starting to happen in this hell park, and for the amount of shitposting this round is, I'll admit I'm pleasently surprised to see how determined people are to make sure this doesn't happen again.
... Not that it'll matter of course, but it's the thought that counts.
Still, once you wake up on Saturday, you'll find that a new land has opened up! It... sure is a new land, at least?]
23 Guest Remaining
[SATURDAY SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]
{Don't forget to fill in this week's activity check!}
... Not that it'll matter of course, but it's the thought that counts.
Still, once you wake up on Saturday, you'll find that a new land has opened up! It... sure is a new land, at least?]
[SATURDAY SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]
{Don't forget to fill in this week's activity check!}
SATURDAY
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Later, Wonka can be found contemplating the Mega-Candy. ...Damn, this toplevel is really feeling like a knockoff version of his toplevel from week 2, but I suppose that fits.
This time, he doesn't eat it- instead, he's turning it over in his hands, while writing stuff down in a notebook about the texture, consistency, and what he remembers about the taste.
And because the rest of this is sounding serious, you can also find him pressing the fucking ten hour babies crying button whenever he passes it. It's either in honor of that woman who tried and failed to murder a raccoon or just because he likes tormenting everyone, you decide.]
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everyone ignore this
[outside of laundryland, a girl in a dismaland uniform carrying a bag of merchandise is dropping off a familiar-looking brown mouse who was running around dismaland for a little bit.]
I’m sorry, I know this place is cursed, but you can’t just break Dreamwidth like that. Be good, little mouse man.
[just fuckin. bolts back to the mock trial.
...the only trace she leaves is a piece of merchandise she drops - a delicious-looking extra crispy duck on a plate, adorning a red fedora.]
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SUNDAY
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You'll find Coraline in middle of Laundry Land, with all the pieces in front of her, and reading the diagram. She has a skeptic look on her face]
There's no way this will make a tornado.
[A bit later, after unsuccessfully making a tornado, Coraline is right near the bios. That brown mouse that has been wandering around is some distance away, balancing on a gumball. There are others scattered around. Is...Coraline convincing it to perform tricks? From the bios there's music that doesn't fit at all -- the music from her bio]
That's it, that's how it's done! Come on, jump to another!
[Behind her there's some cheese. Apparently she's bribing the mouse with that. Some smaller cheese pieces near the mouse shows they have been at this for a while already]
bios
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Laundry Land
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At the start of the day she's chilling in Laundryland, just kind of... laying on one of the washing machines and looking at the world upside-down and idly examining a computer chip. She has a shirt on that is very excited about laundry, looks like she raided the laundry gift shop. It looks like her desire to Do Something has... fizzled. ]
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... buuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh.......
[ She's having a great time. But later on, she gets a second wind do something! That's right, kids, it's survey time.
She's in the lobby with a stack of papers next to her, on which she's listed a bunch of questions.
Name:
Planet Name/Hometown:
Last known year/date:
Skills:
Do you know the song on your bio?:
Is your bio correct?:
Is there information the wads in charge shouldn't know?:
Favorite food?:
Ideas on how to escape here?:
Answer whatever you can or feel like answering! ]
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Okay, maybe he should actually clean up his suit and wash up.
The rest of Dan's day is spent in one of the laundry rooms, but his behavior is a little different depending on the time of day. Earlier on, he's sprawled out of the laundry, wearing his shutter shades and some clothes he's rummaged from the stores. Its cut off from the mid-riff. Its probably the first time he's ever been seen without his suit. He's just reading Space Jam, flipping through the pages without a care in the world. Every now and then he throws some detergent cups against the wall, watching it drip down onto the floor. And at some point, it'll give him an idea.
Later in the laundry room, things have escalated slightly. He's spilled detergent all over the floor, spread it across every inch he can find. And now he's just slipping and sliding all over the place in his socks, skating about and pulling off sick tricks whenever he can. He's Yuri on Icing it and loving every minute of it.]
Laundry Room, later
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INVESTIGATION
Hello! Thank you for your hard work. Do you work for the Park Owner too?
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are you feeling it now mr. dicewad
[Which is why when Penny clambers out of the ride, she's bundled herself in what looks to be at least a dozen of the available ponchos, cocooned around her like a poor man's hazmat suit.]
[She can't exactly walk, she's sort of hopping for the moment.]
You wouldn't think it was fun, but it is!
[Later in the day, she's back in King Dice's casino because what, she's just supposed to IGNORE those little tokens she keeps finding?]
[And is currently staring in quiet, growing horror at. whatever unholy abomination of a booby prize this is.]
....Um. This. ...thank you? [hic] ...what is it.
[It's fine. She's fine.]
oh he's feeling it
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MONDAY
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and now she's just kinda standing in the growing mess, unsure of what she's supposed to do now.]
... This always looked really fun on TV. [but maybe o'hare just wanted to trick people into wasting detergent so they'd buy more.
fast-forward to evening, where Audrey spends a full ten minutes outside the casino, fretting, before actually going inside.]
Uh, I don't actually have any more of those coins left, but... I hope that's not too much of a problem... I brought something else...
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Laundry Room what's one more thread
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DO NOT SELL YOUR SOUL UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!!
Mr. King Dice might ask but I'm pretty sure we can't trust him, and it's probably not worth it anyway
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Anyway: Otis is wearing a
CowmanSuperman costume today and riding on the shitty laundry ride. He'd do laundry like everyone else? But also this is the first time he's worn clothes here. See? He listens to humans sometimes and y'all wanted him to wear clothes so. He's wearing clothes. Be careful what you wish for.Later on he can be found at the smoothie stand, making something that looks terrible and green. Yes. He is still wearing the Superman costume.]
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tide podssnacks.Later she's over by the moron mountain shops, with the marker she's taken from the courtroom. Honestly, she's going to take it back...or not if she escapes. Anyhow her canvas seems to be one of the souvenir shop t-shirts, doodling what looks like other people in the park, along with more of some strange scribbling script. Hey, if you're not there look up her commission rates.]
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Everyone - listen to me. What Swackhammer just did, giving us a new space to look around, we can't let ourselves get distracted by that. We can't waste time when tomorrow we're probably going to be told we have to kill someone again.
[She swallows hard, preferring not to believe anyone would- but she's been proved wrong already.]
We need to work together if we want to get out- and we need to work fast, and now. There's no time to waste.
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Yeah, she's making it rain on her blanket. Methodically. And once she's done making it rain, she sure does lay right down in that big old pile of money, stretched out in a homemade croptop and her miniskirt from home, straight up leisuring on all that cash.
And then she pulls out a big, fat blunt and lights it up.
Hope you didn't have any plans to shoot hoops today, because Cleo's got the monopoly on the court.]
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TUESDAY
MOTIVE: Well this is just gross
[He probably means to meet up with him at the trash castle again.
He is once again on the balcony smoking a cigar.]
Well the good news is that that dumb bus motive worked like a charm, so I don’t gotta put a lot of thought into the motives from now on.
[He then pulls out a bar of soap and crushes it in his hands.]
So I know how yall love soap, so I decided to remove it entirely from the park until one of you commits murder. And before you ask, yes this includes laundry soap and whatever hippies use to clean soap! I ain’t having you guys squeeze around the motive.
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WEDNESDAY
Investigation?
Investigate?]
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THURSDAY
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He straightens his tie, slicks back his hair, and pats his cards on the machine dramatically.]
Ahem.
Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today to mourn the loss of Bender Bending Rodriguez, Sr. A character of charm and... character. A charm of character? No, that's not-
HE WAS A MAN PLAGUED WITH SORROW! I think we all remember how he suffered under the hands of John Fox Network and how those experiences shaped the man we knew- no, I did that one already.
[He shuffles through his cards, sweat on his brow.]
Wild parties with- no.... Bailed- no.... 37 couches- no he's dead...
[He finally tosses them behind his back.]
OKAY, FINE. I DON'T HAVE ANY NEW MATERIAL FOR THIS ONE. HAPPY?! UGH! THEY CAN'T ALL BE WINNERS!
[He pulls out a flask and takes chugs it down.] So Rest in Peace Bender! Your show is fondly remembered and endlessly quotable but to be honest there's a lot of stinkers in there! If people want to mourn him or Zhu Li or whoever, feel free. There's cookies and punch by the door, King Dice promised beer. Otis can suck an egg. THAT'S ALL FOLKS.
[He chugs down his beer and storms off.]
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"Patrolling" in this case means he'll start at the lobby, then walk all the way down to Laundryland, and eventually wander back again. It's boring, but it's good for giving him time to think. A few weeks ago, he didn't think he would ever see Humans or other alien beings. Now, he's surrounded by them, that's all there is here. No robots, no Megatron, no Optimus. No mission.
He's so caught up in it that he ends up bumping into someone. He leaps back and lets out a vicious snarl in a burst of instinct.
Later on, he's ventured into the hot dog place, where he is currently... staring at a hot dog. Just looking at it, intently.]
hot dawg
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Oh, is this-? Thank you! Thank you so much!
[And then she comes running out with a stuffed fox held tightly in her arms. She lifts him into the air, as if trying to give him the best point of view. Most of the people here might be able to see him shade his own eyes with a paw and turn around. Later on, she can be seen showing him around everywhere, explaining about the place they're in to him.
(So generally, if your character is open to childish whimsy, they'll be able to see the stuffed fox moving like he's alive. Otherwise he'll just seem like a normal stuffed fox.)]
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