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foolishmortals2017-05-06 11:18 pm
grimgrinningghosts) wrote in foolishmortals2017-05-06 11:18 pm
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THE MOCK WEEK
[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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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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[ At least he's talking about it openly. ]
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At any rate.]
Well then the real question's how'd he drag us all down the, uh. The corridors. Without us knowin' until we showed up?
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[She says, disgruntled, as if it's an annoyance.]
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Oh sweet lord, I hope that's not it. Than what's stoppin' him makin' one of us kill another?
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Ohh... That's, huh. [YIKES-] Um, maybe it being our choice is more...evil?
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[And. Wow. This gets more messed up by the second.]
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[...okay when the hell did he get here. he's just. casually in the corner, sitting on a chair. he doesn't have his weasel patrol flanking him, but it's clear from his hand being tucked away that he has some sort of sidearm in his pocket. but for right now, he's casually nursing one of the bowls of soup and a few crackers.
surprise, bitch. I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me.]
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How can you speak of these things like that?
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When did you get here?!
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[casually slurping soup sup kim.]
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Not a wise move when you're dealing with somebody who's armed.
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You just said you'd rather us kill each other. [Munch munch] Besides, you should have expected this if you came out to interact with the people you're keeping captive.
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No goons this time?
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FIRST MURDER VICTIM RIGHT H-- oh no. No it's fine. He was just. Very spooked. Gonna just sit here and try to remember how to do a breathe. Wheeeeeeze.]
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Okay... really? Do you just pop out at any time?
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