WEEK 4

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Tadashi, Sophie, and Princess Anna are dead. By now, maybe you're realizing that this plays is way more dangerous than you have ever feared, but don't worry, maybe some hope will come along the way.

For example, if anyone tries to open the Conservatory Door leading outside starting this week, they'll find that they finally have access to the graveyard and outside. You are now freely able to leave the mansion whenever you want.

Maybe you can all finally leave this place...?

20 guests remain.]

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Comments

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy walks by with three of those masks, one in each hand, and one over her face.

And then she spots Jiminy.

She waves all three of them at him.]

[whistlenotchirp]

[Wendy, he was just starting to like you.

He covers his face with his hat, desperately trying not to make eye contact with those things]

[kindaruledatit]

[She doesn't know how insects work. does that make this okay?

Okay, but after she's had her fun for the moment, she removes the mask from her face.]

Hey. This is probably, like, really weird, right?

[whistlenotchirp]

[Being an Italian 1880s cricket, Jiminy's not a fan of blasphemy.

Still though.] Oh god its so weird.

[kindaruledatit]

I know. [Look, see. They agree on something again.]

It's like someone took your face to use it for a bunch of creepy looking masks.

[Is that racist? She doesn't know that either.]

[whistlenotchirp]

Its like if someone gave people my face to just wear willy-nilly!

[...He'll peek. Please no frights.]

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy removes her Wendy mask, revealing she's ACTUALLY A GIANT CRICKET--

Okay no, it's just her, looking down at him, and holding a few of those masks of course.]

Hey, maybe you've got a bunch of fans in the ghost world or something.

[whistlenotchirp]

Well, that just raises further questions!

[kindaruledatit]

Maybe you're famous! [However that works!]

[whistlenotchirp]

[Please don't encourage hi- oh he's straightening his jacket and fiddling with his gold badge, you've done it now.]

Well, I suppose someone must have heard about the good work I did back home. Makes sense that someone would appreciate it.

[kindaruledatit]

[oh wait no she remembers this, oh god what has she done.]

Yeah.... Or, who knows why a bunch of ghosts would do this for a cricket guy who...

[hrm. Wait-]

What do you do, again?

[whistlenotchirp]

[how could this happen to me. i made my mistakes.]

I'm an official conscience. Lord High Keeper of the Knowledge of Right and Wrong, Counselor in Moments of High Temptation, and Guide Along the Straight and Narrow Path. So ordained by the Blue Fairy, I'll have you know.