Close Circle

[PointMaid]

Snakeweed reserves bedroom... seven? That open? ...And comes back to the public part of the building.

[Kennifer]

"Sounds good. And yeah, I should probably unpack a bit."

And she's gonna go to bedroom... oh how about 6?

[wingedcatgirl]

Loren arbitrarily claims bedroom 1.

[Tophat_E]

Try rounding Pi. You round down, so..Bedroom 3, nerds.

[Weirdguy149]

"I used to be in that line of work, but I lost all interest in that a long time ago. I'm good with killing some crooked cops again, for sure."

[psychedelicate]

Fuyuhiko nods and chooses bedroom 4.

[MadeOfMilk]

On the subject of bedrooms, Escargoon naturally looks to Dedede.

....Your move, Sire. Don't accidentally pick the worst one this time.

[artsyGeek]

"I'll see ya' lot a little later on, but for now. . I'll be upstairs too."

[He decides to claim Bedroom. . 8. And by that, I mean "stand right outside his bedroom like a weirdo."]

[Cassie]

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Yukichi quickly notices Clef standing outside.

"Can you step aside, please?"

[Subparman]

Meow? Mister Fedora, you're a real airhead, woof. That's the weirdo policeman's luggage in there, meow...

As if almost out of nowhere, a small child in a fursuit strange-looking cape appears in front of Clef and Yukichi. Has he been there this whole time? In any case, peeking into Bedroom 8 would reveal that he is, in fact, right - looks like it's already been claimed.

[artsyGeek]

[Clef simply grins at Yukichi.]

"Nope."

[TalesofUnder]

(Soseki randomly picks Room 6 to bunk in.)

[Cassie]

"W-..."

"Oh my GOD Carmello..." Yukichi says, exasperatingly, at the sight of the kid, and facepalms.

[artsyGeek]

". .oh. Okay, fuck. Sorry 'bout that."

[He's. . Still grinning what on earth-]

"Anyways! Which of the rooms here haven't been claimed?"

[Weirdguy149]

"This one seems to be empty, I'll pick this one for now." The older man made his way to Room 5.

[Cassie]

Yukichi quickly slinks off to the kitchen.

[KungFuCutbug]

[Fuyuhiko walks in on Pizzabug lying face-down in the middle of the bed, groaning into a pillow. They seem to be a little lost in thought...]

A Lot on My Mind

[A familiar voice only they can hear pipes up in the back of their mind.] <...Cutbug? Are you there?>

[Upon hearing it, Cut covers their head completely with the pillow and closes their eyes, trying to concentrate on the voice in as complete darkness as they can manage.] <...yeah, I'm here. need something?>

<I was just wondering how that business trip was going so far. I know I said I wouldn't intervene, and I don't plan on appearing there myself, but... I can't help but be curious, you know?>

[Cut pauses. It's a long enough pause that the voice grows concerned.] <Did... something happen?>

<it's happening again.>

<Wh—what is?>

<it's happening again. apparently some of the other people who signed up for this job are killers.>

[That elicits a brief moment of shocked silence from the voice.] <Another—? Did that bastard swindle you into it?>

<no, far as I can tell, he's out of the picture. thank god for that.>

<Oh, thank god. But... still, why are there people trying to kill you on the job?>

<I'm just gonna go ahead and confess it—this is a mafia gig. like, the actual mafia, not the game, although... with these undercover killers, like I said I can't help but notice some similarities. the killers are cops that were sent here by a psychotic police chief to take us all down.>

[More silence. Cut quietly sighs to themself in response, even though they know the voice can't hear it.] <yeah, I figured you'd have that sorta reaction. s'why I didn't tell you. don't worry, though, it's a one-time thing. I don't exactly care for being a gangster myself, and I'm definitely not gonna stick around for longer than I absolutely have to if that means cops are gonna get sent undercover to fucking kill me again.>

<...I wasn't going to object to the mafioso part. Lord only knows how much crime my brother and I have gotten into. But... still. What'll happen to you if you die there?>

<I mean, ideally you won't have to find out. but if I die... I think you'll know. you knew the last time. if something happens, tell the Foundation. they know what to do.>

<Alright.> [One last brief bit of silence.] <Stay safe in there, alright?>

<can't guarantee I'll be able to. but... I'll do my damnedest to try.>

<Very well. I'll see you in a few days, then, I suppose.>

[And with that, the voice disappears completely.]

[Tophat_E]

In his room, Sho decided to lay down. Didn't bother to unpack. He began calculating and planning.

[artsyGeek]

[Eh, void his question. Clef's just gonna. . Go to Bedroom 2. Hopefully I don't make the same mistake as earlier.]

[IsThisAPikachu]

To Bedroom 2!
C'mon Escargoon! Second is best!!! HEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEH!!!

[MadeOfMilk]

Realizing Dedede went to a now-full room, Escargoon sighs and opts for room 1. At least that was better than 2.

[artsyGeek]

[Clef just. Stares at the penguin king.]

". .who the hell are you."

[Zanreo]

Then, a man in a light gray suit and red shirt walks in. "Can't believe I'm late to this shit..." he says to himself.

[Cassie]

After getting a drink by the kitchen, Yukichi returns to Bedroom 8.

Surely he's alone in this bedroom, right? RIIIIIIIIGHT!???

[PointMaid]

Snakeweed decides to hang out in the rec room for a while...