WEEK 3

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Karolina and Mulan are dead. The first, and hopefully the last, deaths of your stay here. Hopefully their deaths won't be in vain. Your third week here starts on a solemn note, and the mood here has taken on a significant downward spiral. If it's any consolation (it isn't), you'll find that you have two new floors to explore...even if one of those floors has about twenty STAY OUT signs nailed to it.

23 guests remain.]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

{ooc: Don't forget to turn in your week 2 AC! As we're now officially in full murdergame mode, AC from here on out is extended till Thursday.}

Comments

[folkscallmewander]

[Sigh.] If you love somethin', set it free. If it comes back, it's yours.

[The rest of the saying goes along the lines of "if it tries to murder you and lay eggs in your stomach and various other body horror stuff, it was never meant to be. Give the killer creature to Lord Hater."]

[aboyandhiscar]

[b u d d y]

. . .sure, yeah! But what I'm saying is, why not leave a trail to your room of like, bread crumbs or something? It's gotta get hungry eventually.

[folkscallmewander]

[They're just leaving food in the hallway, is this a thing now.]

Guess so...

[But first let him lie on the floor and worry about Honey Nut's safety.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[bruh

Mike awkwardly looks down at him, unsure what to do for a moment. He crouches down.]

You uh, you gonna be okay there, pal?

[folkscallmewander]

Yeah...

[He pulls his hat over his face and breaths into the hollow body that's big enough for Wander to slip inside. After a few minutes, he removes the hat and sits up.]

I just need to keep movin' forward, yeah! [A gentle fist bump.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[gentle fist bump! Though he's still a little worried, he'll take the mood jump.]

That's the spirit, bud.