You aint never had a friend, never had a friend...

[pleasureislanders]

[So

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...]

[MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY FRIDAY SATURDAY]

{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}

Comments

[hells_angles]

[Seems to be coming from- heck, let's say a stuffed Jackalope. The actual exhibit isn't important unless it secretly is.]


You miss out on the sweet magic that'd let you fight your way out of here, obviously!

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[You know what, she's seen enough strange things that a Jackalope doesn't look that ridiculous to her.]

Uh huh.

[She squints at the very obviously dead and stuffed creature, not sure how long she wants to keep acting like she's going to seriously consider a hidden voice's directions.]

Sounds like someone that's too good to be true, if you ask me.

[hells_angles]

Nah, I give it at least a fifty percent chance of being hugely cursed. But where's the fun without a little risk, am I right?

[Yeah, she can probably see the edge of a bright yellow triangle sticking out from behind it.]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Ohhh, only fifty percent? Well, when you put it that way, that's just-

[Don't mind her as she reaches around and plucks that edge, and everything attached to it, out from behind the Jackalope between two fingers.]

Swell.

[hells_angles]

[Congrats Cass, you've got a paper(?) triangle puppet dangling from your fingertips.]

[There's a beat of silence that's probably only MILDLY awkward.]

...Sup?

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Sup.

[Just kinda

wiggles him back and forth]

So... fairy-god angle, huh?