BOOTY CALLER: NIKKARI

[fullthottle]

BOOTY CALLER On Tuesday afternoon, Nikkari's clamshell will ping! from wherever they have it. Should they pick it up to see what all the fuss is about, they will realize that their RULEBOOK app has updated to version 2.0. Opening the app will reveal that there has been an addendum to the rules... but one that seems meant exclusively for them. No other survivor will be able to see these additions. They read as such: 1. Each week, you may call forth ONE individual that has PASSED ON to the realm of the dead. 2. You MAY NOT call the same individual TWICE IN A ROW. 3. Those called upon will only appear for a LIMITED AMOUNT OF TIME and be UNABLE TO COMMUNICATE AUDIBLY. 4.The length you have for your call depends on the amount of SPIRIT ENERGY your HOST is permitted to TRANSFER TO YOU. 5.You may PRIVATELY CONFIRM YOUR ROLE if asked, but you may not FREELY OFFER THE INFORMATION to others. A notification will arrive the moment they have finished reading through the update. Its contents are no less confusing. U THOT U SAID GOODBYE 2 DADDY 👻😇, BUT TRUE DADDIES 👏👏 R ALWAYS READY 2 🎁🎁 U THEIR CUMMIES!!! 💦💦💦 ⏰ 2 GIVE DADDY A 📞📞📞📞📞 & B A GOOD, THIRSTY 👅 LITTLE 😻😽😻KITTEN😻😽😻 O҉́P̨͢È͟N̷̡ ̡́Ẁ́͟I̶̸D̕͝͠E Other things that are weird? The fact that the moment they open a door and walk through it, they will find themselves falling face first an entirely new location. Particularly, one that doesn't seem to fit into any part of the hotel, and absolutely not one that they meant to go through. As they regain their bearings and look at their surroundings, they'll realize that the door they walked through is no longer there. It seems like they have only one choice, and that's to walk through a decrepit community center until they reach their destination. It is there that they will find a familiar face... FULL NAVIGATION. locations ⯅ statuses ⯅ ic profiles ⯅ ic rulebook ⯅ thot report gift shop ⯅ murder proposals ⯅ private conversations ⯅ weekly curfew

Comments

[notaquaman]

Nope. The dearly departed hosts of last summoning's past, actually.

[Groaning, he stretches.]

Chatterboxes in the worst kind of way.

[uncleanse]

. . . Ah. I see.

[ his expression sombers just a little at that. rather than rely on nathan as his middleman to convey his message, he shifts his attention back to that empty air beside him. "they" seem to be right there, after all; it would be rude to treat them as if they weren't. ]

Have your souls been trapped here this entire time?

[notaquaman]

Obviously.

[He pauses.]

Their words, not mine. Another one also said "what do you think" and another was "where else could we have gone?"

[uncleanse]

And I was just trying to respect the dead.

[notaquaman]

Absolute pricks, right? I've said it once and I'll say it again: being dead is no excuse to be rude!

[uncleanse]

. . .

Will this same fate befall you and the other hosts?

[ he's going back to talking to nathan, punkass bitches ]

[notaquaman]

[Nathan's totally okay with this tbh...don't make him a messenger for the dead that sounds boring as hell.]

I hope not. That would be a real buzzkill, wouldn't it?

[He has to laugh to not, uh, feel a sense of creeping dread fall over him! But maybe that unease shows a bit in the way his big-ass eyebrows furrow.]

Nah, we'll be fine. With a crew like this? I have total faith in us.

[uncleanse]

Then what went wrong with them?

[notaquaman]

Beats the fuck outta me.

[He grabs himself a chair, swinging it under him and settling into it backwards.]

Four conflicting opinions from four very contrary deadbeats.

[uncleanse]

[ oh my god ]

I thought you were supposed to provide me with help and guidance, Young-san.

[notaquaman]

[Nathan puts his hands in the air.]

I can't help what I don't know! It's a work in progress, okay? Jesus.

[Now he's just pouting.]

Besides it's not like I'm giving you nothing. You get more than most of the people here and you know it.

[uncleanse]

Mm... if you're talking about the quality of your oral efforts, I would beg to differ.

[ LOOKIN AT HIS NAILS ]

[notaquaman]

[He looks so fucking offended.]

Excuse--excuse me! Excuse you!

[Standing right back up!]

Don't act all smug like you were so into it! Do you know how fucking demeaning that was? What, you want me to pull out all the stops when I'm getting the let's hurry up and get this over with treatment?

[uncleanse]

My. I would have thought you'd gotten used to my sense of humor at this point.

[ but is that all it was, or...? ]

[notaquaman]

Ah, is that it?

[He plants his hands on his hips.]

You really gotta work on that, mate. You're not fucking funny.

[uncleanse]

[ he once again peers around nathan, looking to that spot behind him. ]

What do you think? Do you agree with his assessment?

[notaquaman]

[Nathan gapes, whipping his head around.]

Oh, alright, yeah. Let's all have a big laugh at my expense! Thanks!

[uncleanse]

[ he holds up his hand to the empty space. even if he can't perceive or feel them, hopefully they give him a ghost ho5? ]