WEEK 5

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Wander and Sylvia are dead, the Ghost Host was snuffed out like a light, and Tarzan is nowhere to be seen. It seems like in an instant everything is changed, not just the circumstances, but the mansion itself. It feels like it's gotten significantly colder in the mansion, and you might also start seeing bugs out of the corner of you eyes, darting away into darkness the moment you try to focus on them.

And, starting this week, any and all ghosts are eerily absent but at the same time, no matter where you go, you feel like you're being watched by something. To make matters worse, the attic doors have been nailed open. 

But there are some bright spots in this week. When you wake up on Sunday, you'll find that you have a brand new tuxedo hanging up on your bedroom door, in your exact size. Later, if you're curious enough to try going from the second floor to the attic, you'll find that there's a whole new floor to explore, but this time it's just comprised of two rooms: a smallish but serviceable laundry room and an expansive casino with an attached bar.

Don't tell Jiminy about this he will have a heart attack.

Feel free to explore, but maybe you want to keep away from the Stretching Room for awhile. Somebody cut the noose on the hanging corpse.

17 guests remain.]

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Comments

[aboyandhiscar]

[. . .

What the hell is with the tux. He frowns at it, but eventually opts to at least wear the pants with his undershirt, so he can give the rest of his clothes a good wash later. He still wears his signature jacket though, so honestly not much of a change here.

Later, in the kitchen he's laid out a simple spread of food for folks who may or may not have hangovers. There's a huge glass of water for each guest, chopped and peeled fruit, and simple, basic sandwiches. Nothing fancy, but enough to take an edge off.

If anyone's feeling really headachey, he can be found trying to attempt a remedy he's only vaguely heard about through others. Garlic, eggs, milk, ginger, and some miscellaneous veggies......INTO THE BLENDER THEY GO. If the normal food isn't working for you, Mike will try to hand the concoction over to whoever needs. it.]

Okay, I'll be honest--not sure if this is the right recipe, but it's. . .maybe supposed to cure a hangover? It'll wake you up at the very least.

[Horrible. Later, once he's realized other people are checking it out, he'll go to peek into the casino and--bar?! Jeezus, that doesn't bode well. Instead of hanging out there, he'll go back downstairs into the billiards room, just playing a game of pool by himself with a cup of coffee on the side. Said coffee may have a dash of leftover moonshine in it but shhh.]

Kitchen

[whistlenotchirp]

Lord knows I could use a wake up.

[He can't exactly pick up the glass but he'll take some sips if Mike sets it down.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[Mike sets it down and adds a straw, just for him. ]

Yeah? You're looking a little uh, less wobbly this morning.

[whistlenotchirp]

[You're good people Mike.]

...A little bit, yes.

[aboyandhiscar]

A little is progress! Don't think too hard on the other night, accidents happen, little dude.

[whistlenotchirp]

Sounds perfect. I definitely don't want to think about it.

[Who's a grumpy cricket? Heeee's a grumpy cricket

[aboyandhiscar]

[thankfully he is used to dealing with Max Grump. He grins.]

Then let's not, yeah? Got any Sunday plans, little man?

billiards room

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy's arrived to turn you in, Mike. You're moonshining days are ove-Okay, no she's just wandering by. But she does spot Mike in here. As one of the only other people she's seen using the pool table (and not trying to destroy it) she's pleased by this discovery.]

Hey! Pretty sweet set up in here, right?

[aboyandhiscar]

[Look he may not ever want to drink the stuff straight but it gives a kick to coffee at the very least. He lazily waves her over with the pool cue before aiming it to take a shot.]

Yeah, one of the nicer spots in here. First time actually hanging out, though--someone kept stuffing pillowcases into the holes so I figured they were trying to clean them or something?

[kindaruledatit]

Oh. Oh man, no. That was just Jiminy.

[She leans against the pool table, eagerly watching Mike as he prepares to take his shot. No pressure or anything.]

He said something about this thing turning people into "jackasses"?

[aboyandhiscar]

[Well shoot now he can't mess up. He goes for for a solid color shot into a corner pocket aaaaand...bam! He nails it! Granted it's a lot easier when there's no one else clanking around the balls.]

--what, Cricket Man? I mean, yeah a lot of pool players can be jerks, but they mean well. Guess he had a bad game once.

[kindaruledatit]

[Woo! Wendy gives him a thumbs up as soon as the ball is sunk. Totally got it. She's a witness now.]

Oh yeah, you shoulda seen him; he was stuffing things in the holes, and tried to stop me from playing. He thought I was gonna turn into an ass or something when I sunk a couple balls.

[She shrugs just a bit, looking down at the game.] I don't know what's up with that.

[aboyandhiscar]

Heh, maybe he just lost a bad bet. [He's gonna feel bad for the jabs when he sees Jiminy's clips later but that's a problem for future Mike. He shrugs.]

Welp, I don't feel any different! But then again, I'm playing in easy mode. You wanna join in?

[kindaruledatit]

[All problems can be postponed for the future you to worry about. Wendy does that all the time.]

Oh, seriously? Yeah! I'd be down for a game. Finally having someone to go against makes it exciting.

[aboyandhiscar]

Right? It's relaxing enough, but there's not much fun in going solo. Haven't played a game with anyone in ages. [He'll offer her a cue stick and goes to wrangle all the balls together again. New game start!!]

[kindaruledatit]

[She'll heartily accept it, and stand around while he sets things up. Should... probably get off the pool table.]

...So hey, I realize that I kinda don't know much about you. You're from Detroit, right?

[aboyandhiscar]

[Well, he's not gonna make her. Added challenge, shooting around the lumberjack.

He nods once all the cueballs are gathered in a neat little triangle, and he rolls the white one over to her. Go for the break, Wendy!]

Not much to know, really. Detroit born and raised, aaaand then there's the part where I'm probably from the future. Too bad, since Oregon sounds like a cool place to plan a road trip.

[kindaruledatit]

[She's only on the side!! It's not like she's taking up much room!!]

Oh yeah, it's great. At least sometimes. [She moves to prepare her shot, lining up her pool cue juuuust right...] Plenty of winding turns and long roads through the mountains, which are probably just fine for like, your flying cars or whatever.

[Bam! She hits it and the balls go rolling. She gets two in a hole right off the bat.]

[aboyandhiscar]

No flying cars, I drive a normal one. [relatively] There are flying pods though. Think like, your own personal apartment that you can take on the go with you.

[woah shit nice!! He lets out a whistle at that]

Nice opener. Dang, might actually get a challenge out of this.

[kindaruledatit]

I try. [finger guns She moves to set up another shot.]

Really? I guess I thought it was all a little more high tech then that. [relatively.] Hey man, I'm all good with normal cars. Whatever gets you somewhere quick enough, right?

[aboyandhiscar]

What, thought there would be aliens and teleporters everywhere? S'little more grounded than that. Lots of holograms and robotics stuff though. [He'll move to give her some space, watching that shot. Can she do it??]

But yeah, my ride Mutt does the trick. Besides, cars are kiiind of banned. They're not too popular.

[kindaruledatit]

[A low whistle as she prepares her next shot.] Mutt. Nice. Kinda wish I had a car I could give a cool name.

[...Mike, you can't just lay down a fact like that. It gets her to pause and look up at him.]

Wait, so, cars are banned? Dude, what did they ever do to Detroit? That's like, the motor capital of the world.

[aboyandhiscar]

You don't have one? [Take advantage of the past, Wendy!!] I thought everyone had one or two back in the day.

And yeah, it is. Or it used to be, anyway. Dunno what happened before my time, but the big man in charge now destroys them on sight. Even has car burnings, just to rub it in.

[kindaruledatit]

[She snorts.] I'm like, fifteen, man. I don't even have a licence... nooot like that's stopped me from driving other people's cars though. [And she's pretty good at it too, if she does say so herself.]

Wow. This guy sounds like a major piece of work.

[aboyandhiscar]

So? [??? how is that a problem ????] Wait, folks have driving licenses? I mean, I guess that makes sense, but, well. Said it yourself, doesn't really stop anything! You should totally nab yourself one when you get back, bet you could pull all sorts of stunts.

[He's being very hopeful here. He takes a shot himself, a little clumsy, but in the hole it goes. He snorts at the remark about Kane.]

You have nooo idea. Used to be my old boss, too. His idea of a great severance package is tossing a guy off a building, heh.