WEEK 6

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Almost like some kind of curse, the more lame the motive, the more horrible the murder turns out to be

The next land is open, and this appears to be the last one you're getting, as from here it closes the loop around the park.

... You might be able to see a familiar face there this week too. Take that as you will.]

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[justsaysure]

[A pause, then:]

I know a guy.

[candymancan]

And who is the guy?

[justsaysure]

Wouldn't you like to know?

[candymancan]

I would. That's why I asked.

[justsaysure]

He's Mr. None-of-your-Business.

[candymancan]

Shocking news. Do all of your comebacks come from the early 90s?

[Wonka's genre savvy enough to realize that he probably won't be getting much more information out of this kid until endgame, so he'll drop the subject for now.]

[justsaysure]

The last year I remember is the early 90's.

[candymancan]

[Wonka realizes, belatedly, that he's actually from the 70s and should not be able to know what insults were from the 90s. His brain momentarily short circuits before he realizes that none of this matters anyway and in a roleplaying comment. He doesn't know what that is, either, but it's ok. He doesn't have to know.]

[justsaysure]

[Michael, meanwhile, is wishing he had more weed to deal with this shit.]