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This person might consider themselves to be an ordinary person, but today the life they have always lived might take a turn for the extraordinary. On May 15, a day like any other, this person picks up the mail. There are the usual ads, a letter from a family member, and- what's this? A letter addressed to the person but with no return address? Curious, this person thinks. Tearing open the envelope, the person reads the letter.
Dear Reader,
If you have received this letter, you have been invited to the greatest ski lodge party ever to occur. We would be very pleased if you would attend. We shall begin on July 15, giving you two months to RSVP. We shall be very sad if you cannot attend. Come, come! Join in our celebration. We have but a few rules:
- In the past, a couple of murderers have seemed to sneak into the lodge and murdered everyone. If you're a murderer, stay away, unless your name is Melody, Red, or BHR.
- It's all fun and games here. No matter what happens, everything shall be silly and fun.
- If you have no idea what I'm going on about, you can read the rules to any of the past ski lodge adventures (the top comment on Pudding's Place should be one). If you do, ignore this and keep reading.
- A new day is usually posted in the morning by me. Every day, a new installment in the story occurs.
- You're very welcome to write your point of view of the day (why most people don't is a mystery to me!) but please wait for me to put the day up first.
- Logic sometimes gets tossed out the window. Nobody needs that stuff!
- I do not pick who lives and dies- my immortal companion, the Sugarbowl, carries your names and I randomly draw them out.
- If you ask me to put a really long, narcissistic, name into the Sugarbowl (*cough cough Melody cough cough*)- Excuse me, I seem to have come down with a bit of a cold. As I was saying- if you do ask me to put such a long name in, I will ignore you and probably tease you about it for the rest of your life. Don't think I won't.
- I tend to make fun of people a lot (*cough cough Melody cough cough*). My goodness, that really is a very persistent cold! Please don't take it personally. Also, I am sure I will mess up someone's gender. Don't take that personally either. I botch personalities and tend to make a general mess of things. Moral of the story: Don't take anything here personally. If I mess with you, it means I like you.
- What a hypocrite- "but a few rules", my foot.
- I always feel like this section is hard to write. Eh, if you don't get things, read another rule page, or ask me questions.
We look forward to your participation. Please come join the show.
-The Omnipotent Narrator
The Sugarbowl is waking up... It is time to choose your own adventure. Will you come join?
submitted by T.O.N.
(May 15, 2014 - 5:35 pm)
(May 15, 2014 - 5:35 pm)
Fun fact- I don't keep money in my wallet in the summer. It's a very nice duct tape wallet, though, so I would like it back soon.
(July 15, 2014 - 7:12 pm)
Me, a pickpocket? You're entirely right. I used TON's money to tip the medic, who unfortunately charges more than my carriage driver. But he may have the rest, as it is near the table in the pocket of my mink coat.
However you are right... This poker game is entirely in Corina's favor. Do we have a card shark on our hands?
(July 15, 2014 - 7:18 pm)
The least I could do is a great deal short of this, but I'll call you FEP if you want. I used the term "Fep" because it sounded more like a name to me and I thought you would appreciate being called a nickname rather than an abbreviation. If you'd rather FEP, then FEP it is. I'm sorry I'm shortening your name, but in a long story such as this, it takes more time to write out everybody's name and I have neither the time nor the patience to embark on such a venture.
Let's not fight about such a small thing, all right? I hope you enjoy the rest of the ski lodge.
I think FEP is a good solution. T.O.N. is devoting a great amount of time to the writing of this story, which entertains us all. I support whatever will make it easier for our esteemed Narrator. And I look forward to reading each new chapter as soon as it comes in. Thank you, T.O.N. Are there any cross-country trails around the ski lodge? I love cross-country skiing. . . .
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(July 15, 2014 - 6:50 pm)
That's very gracious of you, TON. I was only intending to joke, but if I caused any annoyance my apologies:( I have greatly enjoyed your ski lodge and either way, Fep or FEP, I really don't mind. Entirely up to you and I secede all creative choices to you as the writer. Thanks again...
(July 15, 2014 - 7:08 pm)
Next day you write could please include Arabian Nights? Thanks for including my idea for day one I emailed you guys.
(July 15, 2014 - 4:40 pm)
I have no idea what's going on here.
*sigh*
I guess I'll figure it out as we go along.
(July 15, 2014 - 5:35 pm)
I'm sorry it's confusing! It'll be confusing for the first couple of days, but once a couple people have died, you should hopefully be getting into the swing of things.
Captcha says apam. Here, have a pam.
(July 15, 2014 - 6:51 pm)
A map. Maybe Captcha means a map. A map that shows the way to the ski lodge.
(July 15, 2014 - 6:57 pm)
A wolverine. This is going to be interesting.
@Fir Eyes Phoenix: I understand liking to have your full name, or something a bit more than just an abbreviation. But it is a lot to type over and over. Honestly, unless your name is just one word, it's likely to be abbreviated. But it's in no way meant to be degrading. To me, BHR carries just the same dignity as Blonde Heroines Rule. Besides, I think FEP adds a hint of mystery and allure!
(July 15, 2014 - 7:22 pm)
Thank you, that's very kind Blonde Heroines Rule. I did not in any way find TON to be insulting, but unfortunately my grasp on sarcastic humor is quite as it should be over the nets. I agree with the abbreviation entirely, and understand the reasoning entirely. I beg forgiveness by anyone insulted. I'm also sorry for pushing him over the edge of the observation. Will you forgive me TON?
(July 15, 2014 - 7:50 pm)
And if you do, I prefer Fep.... Just being picky.
(July 15, 2014 - 7:52 pm)
@ Fire Eyes Phoenix, or FEP, or Fep, or whatever you want to be called
Please relax! I can understand not wanting your name to be shortened, but I thought that T.O.N did an excellent job in abbreviating everyone's names. He meant no offense to you! It was incredibly nice of him to let so many of us join at the last minute anyway. The ski lodge has been wonderful so far! I can't wait for tomorrow!
And I wasn't telling off the rabbit. I was ordering room service, as you neglected to offer me any tea. Earl Gray, one sugar, no cream please. I think I shall go to bed early. Thank goodness I'm rooming with Ivy, as I'm sure that she won't forget to set the alarm.
Goodnight!
- Alice
(July 15, 2014 - 8:57 pm)
This Being The Inner Monologue of Reed, Captain of Books and Other Seaworthy Things (such as sealing wax and kings, to mention but a few)
4:00 am: Calloo! Callay! Today's the day! Did I happen to wake up too early? Just a tad. I suppose I should use this time to pack, hmm? *rummages through stuff* Aha! I cannot go anywhere, let alone this mad-sounding ski lodge, without my trusty red plaid fedora and that antique pocketwatch I seem to have stepped on. Oh, I suppose it can't be TOO broken! Now, what else to pack? Oh yes, the essentials: twenty sharp new pencils, my lovely substantial and old-looking pen, that yellow brick from the very first fourth wall that I broke, and seven notebooks, all with leather covers and gilt bindings. And I suppose I could take that nine-foot fly swatter I won in that LOTR Trivia Contest. No idea what a fly swatter has to do with hobbits, though... *continues packing other assorted random things*
7:13 am: I do so love odd numbers. And odd words, too. Words like Ood, and Odd, and -Ish, and TARDIS, and Smaug, and Ni, and Swallow, and Coconut, and Beatlejuice, even if I have no idea how to spell that last one... Oh look, I've arrived! I hope I'm not late! Giant eagles make fairly good time as the crow flies, I dare say, so I can't be the last one here, can I? I wonder how many people are here, this lodge doesn't look exceptionally big - on the outside, that is. Of course, judging a book by its cover seems to be frowned upon these days... Well, I guess I should go in. That door needs to be oiled, what a racket! *steps in, not noticing a certain JLM that I don't actually know about who was stabbed with a screw on the inner door handle while oiling the hinges* "Does anyone know where my room is? I'm with a watermelon? Oh, I understand, my roommate has a nickname. That's alright, I love odd names. And odd words, too..."
Later: "Cori! How are you? Mango? Oh, can I play too? You might have to refresh my memory, the last 267 games of cards I played were Solitaire..."
Even Later: "Card shark! You guys can play Cheat, I'm going to look for my brother, 'cause I left exceptionally early and he might have forgotten to come without me there to remind him." *wanders off* "Oh, hello! I'm CaptainRead/CaptainReed, but you can call me Reed. You wouldn't happen to have seen an eccentric, wizardly-looking boy with a mysterious Nevermore raven that he 'borrowed' from me and a ferocious hot-pink bunny that he saved from the Muses' wrath? He is, fortunately, still more than two inches shorter than me. Over there? Oh, I see him now. Thanks!" *sneaks up and grabs John F.Q.'s shoulders* "Gotcha! I see you got here--WHAAA?" *witnesses entrance of two late people and says line given by Narrator*
Later Than That: Thanks for that, Narrator. Said a lot about my personality, that line did... *grins* By the way, I don't really talk that much, that was all me thinking except the parts in quotes.
(July 15, 2014 - 10:27 pm)
It was the best butter.
JLM isn't quite at the ski lodge, but I'm sure she was stabbed in spirit. Don't worry, she'll turn up in the next few days.
(July 16, 2014 - 10:04 am)
~Joe's Ski Lodge Diary: Day 1~
Well. I went to the ski lodge and Red is my roommate. I haven't been paying attention to much else because I've been trying to make subtle moves on beautiful people. That and I was half-asleep since I woke up really early in the morning to go to Bikram yoga before sneaking off to the ski lodge.
I am too busy trying to stalk someone and steal their phone so I can text the love of my life... Masha.
Sorry did I say "stalk" and "steal?" Uh, I meant "find" and "ask permission for."
And apparently someone has been stealing from me?
WHERE'S MY TINY TARDIS FIGURINE?!
Someone please tell me what is going on here and how I properly participate.
(July 16, 2014 - 8:10 am)