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At least the Genie seems pretty darn friendly for a Genie?

Unfortunately he doesn't seem to be able to send you guys home anytime soon. But on the bright side, minus some certain jerks (looking at you, Bill), no one seems blood thirsty enough to resort to murder, not when they could try to escape. And with a helpful (well... helpful as he can be) host, perhaps no one will die!

... Yeah I can't even pretend to joke.

As you wake up the morning following the host appearing himself, there will be a list of club rules next to all the profiles. Which should at least discourage Bill Cipher from murdering everyone the instant he stops being a puppet.

Still, the week seems pretty peaceful, and you can explore the hotel more if you like. or even chat with the Genie if you want to squeeze some information out of him/befriend him! He's not picky!

Enjoy your time while you can, adventurers...]

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{OOC: Welcome to your first weekly log! Since this is a peace week, there will be no murder occurring this week! Feel free to mingle with each other and use the regain mask if you have long enough threads.

Have fun everyone <3}

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Perhaps Marnie could help us? She seems to know a thing or two about magic.

[Hello! Sugarplum's just. Here. Suddenly. Don't worry about it.]

[Goodness gracious how did she not hear you.

She reacts with a jolt that's quickly squashed down at the sight of, well. Ma'am your outfit is a lot, and it makes Cass vaguely nervous.]

Marnie. The... little girl that's descended from witches, right?

[She skimmed the bios]

[Listen, when you wear ballet slippers all the time you don't make a lot of noise walking around. Even with a gigantic ballgown.]

Yes, she can't currently do magic but she certainly knows about it! My experience with it is, ah. More mechanical in nature.

Too bad for us. [Maybe they'll come into some magic down the road?]

The magic I've dealt with has had... ups and downs. But it's not all bad, maybe even a little good.

I don't think magic is good or bad on its own. That comes from the person who's using it.

[If you have bad intentions, you can even use good things for bad!!]

[There's a long, tired sigh Cass has to repress. Only a little bit escapes her.]

And people sometimes have it in their heads that what they're doing is good, even when it isn't. [hahhaaa] Bottom line, magic is just dangerous. So, I guess I'm hoping nothing in here is magical.

["Absolute power corrupts absolutely" - ancient Newsies proverb]

Yes, it might be useful in the short-term but I'd be rather worried about it in the long term. We have several people here who are [Diplomatic pause.] uncouth.

["Absolute power is pretty fun until someone ruins it" - ancient Cassandra thought.]

If by 'uncouth' [airquotes on full display] you mean 'completely foolish' than yeah, I'd have to agree. There's one guy, Doof-something, who swears that he has a platypus for a nemesis.

[She can't be bothered to remember that whole name, can she?]

Oh, Doctor Doofenshmirtz? No, he's just foolish. I was talking about the little triangle man and, ah. The several murderers who are apparently here?

[She's been avoiding Cecil and Bob because of their profiles, honestly.]

'Foolish' is one word for that guy. [a foolish mortal indeed.]

Ah, those two. [Yeah, she read the bios too.] At least the little triangle guy was turned into a puppet. Come to think of it, I haven't the other two around very much. They might be keeping to themselves.

And that might be bad.

Yes, I had noticed that. I hoped it was a good thing but now that you've mentioned it, I'm not so sure it is.

[Her hands fidget with the skirt of her dress, clenching and unclenching the fabric nervously.]

Do you really think we'll be forced to kill each other?

[Cassandra goes back to looking into a display case - not for anything that might help their escape, but just so she doesn't have to look Sugerplum in the eyes.]

Let's hope not. [Quiet, then her attention is back.] I'm trusting that nobody here is that stupid to go along with the master's wishes.

I do so hope you're right, Miss Cassandra. [Sugarplum's ever-present smile falters for a moment.] There are so many people here I would hate to see die.

["Miss Cassandra" kind of gets her to falter. Not as badly as being called a mother though.]

I don't want to see anyone here die. I'd rather get everyone out, and deal with the criminals after.

Yes, that would be best. It's such a pity that Genie can't help us more - he seems so nice, but his master must be unspeakably wicked.

[And also a coward, for not showing his face.]

Yeah, being under the thumb of someone like that master sounds like a rough time. [And a familiar one, which is why she's grown to the idea of helping him.]

...If a genie is supposed to grant your wishes, you'd think whoever's behind all this would just take the wishes and be done with it. Why keep the genie around?

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