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

[toogoodforhim]

[The sound that slipped out of him when Maui's tongue started mapping his mouth was a little more heated than the pleased sound he'd made before. He scooted closer so his arms didn't have to reach as far, inhaling the sweet smell of Maui as he slid his tongue against the demigod's, letting his mouth be searched for the lingering hint of the alcohol he'd just swallowed.]

[wannagetsmote]

[Their kiss was enough to distract Maui, but if anything had him hurtling toward a state of bliss, it was the feeling of Lefou's form against him. Where Maui was hard as rock in places, a being of sheer muscle and power, the man in his embrace was soft and vulnerable. His hands tightened against Lefou, pulling him all the closer.

Their embrace wasn't all tenderness and innocence, though. While Lefou's touch did elicit the faint feelings of wings scraping at his insides, a darker, there was something a lot warmer starting to creep through him.

Maui was quick to pull back upon realizing just what it was. Once more, he found himself laughing, and this time there was no need to restrain himself.]

You know, you're actually a little terrifying, short stack. Twisting a demi-god around your finger. I can think of at least ten different monsters that would want that ability.

[toogoodforhim]

[He very much liked being pulled closer, the display of power from his partner startling a soft, pleased noise out of him.

By the time they parted, Lefou's face was flushed from far more than just a single mouthful of alcohol, and when Maui laughed, strong and uninhibited, Lefou couldn't help but laugh as well.]

I'll try not to let the power go to my head. [His tone was light and playful, a wide grin on his face as he slid his hands down to Maui's chest, tracing around Mini's tableau.]