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

[bottlerockets]

Uh... is something wrong with the books here?

[Why is she throwing them around like that?]

[halloteen]

[huh, she didn't know there were chicken werewolves. werechickens.]

Have none of you guys ever seen a spooky old house before? They all have secret passages behind bookshelves.

[bottlerockets]

Oh... oh! I think I have seen something like that in a movie before...

[So Chicken Little nods, as he then approaches a bookshelf and... realizes that he's probably only going to be able to help with whatever's on the lowest shelf within his reach here.]

I guess I could check down here while you get the higher shelves?

[halloteen]

... Can't you fly?

[karen you just can't ask people why they can't fly--]

[bottlerockets]

... No?

[He's a Chicken, Marnie.]

[halloteen]

But you're a chicken.

[bottlerockets]

Yeah... so because of that, I can't fly like other birds.

[didn't anyone teach marnie this]

... I can reach tall heights if I shake up some soda and use the carbonation, but I don't want to get soda on any books here.

[Nor is he sure if the kitchen even has any.]

[halloteen]

If chickens can roost in trees, then a werechicken can get onto a bookshelf.

[and that's just science]

[bottlerockets]

... What's a werechicken?