THE MOCK WEEK

[grimgrinningghosts]

[You find yourself waking in a large dressing room, incredibly spacious, but in intense disarray. The bed is comfortable enough, and each room seems to be equipped with a working bathroom and shower, so it's at least livable. But aesthetically, the place has hit the floor.

The horrifying clock mounted on the wall reads 9 am. After enough searching, you'll find a large tourist-y map of the studio on one of the dressers. An ominous note attached to the map with a paperclip reads "12PM WAITING AREA". It's not like you have any choice in the matter, seeing as there doesn't seem to be any way out.

Upon exiting the dressing room, you note a crooked star attached to the door bearing your name. There are 24 others like this, bearing names that you may or may not recognize. A quick tour around the studio reveals it to be in a similar state of disrepair, but something doesn't sit...right with you. Though the place is certainly creepy, you get strange vibes as you explore the building. As you move about the dust-filled halls of the abandoned building, you may spot movement out of the corner of your eye, or hear strange noises from behind you. It's nothing to be worried about, though...right?

At the very least, you'll find some comfort. The projection room and attached theater still seem to be in working order, though you'll have to manually grab one of the reels off the wall and start the thing yourself. In addition, the waiting area and lounge are both filled with reading materials, and the later features a large stage and a microphone. The commissary seems to replenish itself with food whenever you take your eyes off of it, ensuring that we won't be going hungry anytime soon. There are also cabinets full of ingredients and a small kitchen should you not trust whatever your benefactor is placing out for you.

Fortunately for them, the smaller individuals amongst your party won't find a great deal of difficulty moving around. Though their beds remain oversized, there seem to be appropriately-sized staircases and escalators placed about in appropriate spots, so as to make their lives easier. After all, they can't just keep relying on the others to get up to the cabinets and such, can they?

While you're waiting to find out what the deal here is, you might as well come out and socialize.]

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[grimgrinningghosts]

[The cabinets themselves seem pretty standard-fare, in that it doesn't look like anyone has meddled with them. There's a cabinet with a lot of untouched alcohol which is...odd enough.]

[hitontheheadasachild]

[It is weird, as she goes through, to see alcohol just...in a cabinet like this. Probably for slightly different reasons, but the fact this cabinet's contents look unused doesn't totally escape her, either.

Unless there's a long forgotten secret passage behind the booze. She can hope, right?

So she starts to reach for some bottles to get them out of the way. Start digging, and look to see what's behind them all! Also probably look at a few bottles too because it is kind of odd that no one's thought to look though this before her, right? Or to start drinking, there did seem to be a couple people old enough to do that.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Surprisingly, there's no secret passages or anything behind the alcohol - and the stuff seems completely normal. Maybe whoever was here before just didn't like it.]

[hitontheheadasachild]

....Huh.

[That really is weird. Not that Anna actually drinks, but...you know what, if Mr. Fakey really has done this before, surely someone would have drunk a bottle.

It just seems odd. In fact, this convinces her to keep looking. Maybe the Elsa-in-a-box is hiding something she hadn't seen before!

Because she was busy being fascinated by the concept of the refrigerator, granted, but still!]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The fridge seems to continuously replenish itself, though there are a few oddities here. There's a large container filled with something called 'Dole Whip', a few packaged 'Mickey Ice Cream Bars' and 'Mickey Waffles'. A lot of mouse-themed junk.]

[hitontheheadasachild]

...Mickey...?

[...There...sure is a lot of Mickey things here. Who the heck is Mickey?

She sighs as she takes out an ice cream bar. Its pretty cold, and she eats it as she keeps looking. Maybe there's stuff under the tables?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Outside of a chewed-up piece of gum stuck under one of them, nope.]

[hitontheheadasachild]

[Hmmm.

Under the sink?]