Wouldn't you like to play and party forever?

[pleasureislanders]

[It's been one week since your arrival to this godforsaken place, and little seems to have changed since then. The doors and windows remain locked, your reluctant host mingles between guests, and nobody has killed each other...yet. It's only a matter of time before someone gives out, though.

What little solace, if any, is that you wake up with several coins on the nightstand next to your bed. Perhaps you should try putting them in that mask in the salon? You might receive some interesting gifts....]

[ SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY ]

Comments

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

... Ham tastes better.

[ At the end of the day, she is a simple creature. Also these are destined to become pets, apparently. ]

[dannydorito]

I wouldn't know, the last few bodies I've timeshared in didn't touch the stuff.

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

But they ate bugs?

[dannydorito]

For fun and science!

[Or because a petty dream demon wanted to leave a weird aftertaste, there's a lot of reasons.]

Old Sixer was big on experimentation. Too bad he's dead to me.

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

[ She never has any idea what to do with the things this man/triangle says. ]

Why?

[dannydorito]

Nothing major, just an attempt at complete and utter betrayal! It's fine! It's fine. It happens.

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

Huh.

[ hmmmmmmm thats a word that she doesnt like seeing thrown around, okay- ]

Anyway, I don't want to eat bugs. That was the point here.

[dannydorito]

Hey, if you're sure! They're only gonna get less fresh from here.

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

I'll figure out something else to do with them. More than I can say for some of the other junk I have here.

[dannydorito]

[He takes a quick glance over the rest of her haul.]

Yeah, right? Who even makes vinyl records anymore? Get with the times, people!

[nobodylikesyouwhen]

[ She looks at it. ]

Those... play music, right?