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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[pinkflip]

[After all that, it's time to get something to eat. And look, there's a man there! One she hasn't spoken to, and who looks...pretty... Yikes.

Kim approaches hesitantly, fingers laced together at her stomach, and when she gets close, she leans over to say hello.]

Hi there. I'm Kimberly. You were at the weird announcement, right?

[terribibble]

[Now lucky for Kimberly, he specifically positioned himself facing the door so he wouldn't get surprised by someone showing up unannounced. That's happened before. He doesn't want to drop these beans, they're all that's keeping him going. He does still look at her like she might bite him, though.]

Both of them, yes.

[It takes him a little too long to realize he should probably give her his name, too. Proper introductions are hard to remember when everything else is so hecked.]

Name's Fiddleford. Dr. Fiddleford McGucket.

[pinkflip]

Oh, you're a doctor? [She'll take a seat across from him, trying for an encouraging smile.] What kind?

[terribibble]

Mechanical engineerin'. So probably not much good here.

[pinkflip]

Makes ya feel any better, I'm kind of the same way. Gymnasts aren't made for a lot of sleuth work...but we're gonna get out of here, you know?

[terribibble]

You think so?

[He doesn't sound all that convinced but he'd kind of like to be.]

[pinkflip]

I know so! I've- I've got it on good authority. There're people in my town who'd never let m- any citizen go missing. We've got superheroes out looking for us, swear it.

[terribibble]

... Superheroes.

[You had him like right up until that, Kimberly.]

[pinkflip]

Aww, c'mon, superheroes are supposed to be encouraging! [She winks.] Promise I'm telling the truth. There's a team of them guarding my city.

[terribibble]

I mean. Y'have to forgive me but it just sounds...

[Far-fetched. He's about to say far-fetched, after everything he's seen (or has the vaguest recollection that he's seen). After waking up here with no explanation. There's a talking cricket here. Are superheroes so impossible?]

Well. Guess it doesn't sound any more odd than the rest of all this.

[pinkflip]

I getch'ya. [A little grin, and a little giggle.] I didn't believe it when they first showed up, but now...

Well, they've never let me down before. They're not about to start now.

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[terribibble]

I really and truly hope you're right about that. Seems to me if there was a way out from the inside someone'd've found it by now.

Aside from. Y'know. I mean no one's goin' to. It's insane.

[pinkflip]

[Aaa... She nods, biting her lower lip.]

That's just...too much. Someone'll show up and smash that skeleton, and get us outta here.