WEEK 6

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Another week has come and gone, and three more people are dead. Nearly half of the guests are dead in a little over a month. The ghosts are still not reacting, and with Demyx's execution one has to wonder if the ghosts are even here anymore.

In the very least one more floor has been opened up: the trophy room, a shooting gallery, and a bathing room.

... Maybe keep Kiara out of the trophy room.

14 guests remain.]

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Comments

[kindaruledatit]

So... you're mortal like the rest of us. Huh, makes sense. [That's... well, it's not good. But she never wanted to assume that he would be.]

Yeah, I kind of wish whoever brought us all here got a good smiting, buuut I get the feeling they're not exactly normal people either, you know?

[wannagetsmote]

I don't know about mortal. I don't think I've aged since I got here but... maybe? But immortality doesn't mean unkillable.

[Maui held out his hands, flexed them once, before tilting them so that Wendy could see his knuckles. They wounds weren't open anymore, it'd been four weeks since he'd damaged them after all. But there was still redness from where he had cut them to the bone, the space still struggling to heal.]

Used to be that I could punch stone and break it to pieces. So I tried punching a couple walls here. Didn't work so good.

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy peers at the wounds on Maui's hands and cringes at the scars. Yeesh, he's seen better days.]

Well... least you got some cool scars out of it? [There she goes, trying to look on the bright side of it. She gives him the horns gesture.] Metal!