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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)
Ellie's book of ski lodge feelings: Day 1
Yay! I finally made it to the ski lodge! I wish I was rooming with Madiline and Mag Fan, but that's alright. I never knew Alice was so crazy. It was a funny day, but it really worried me. I wonder where you buy those giant fly swatters. My bed wasn't too comfy and I got woken up too early. Fep went on and on about his name change. At least I have someone who wants to talk in my bunk. That hot chocolate was quite good. It's nice to have the old fashioned kind that doesn't come out of a Keurig. It brings back memories from when I was little. We had those little boxes of powder with Raggedy Anne on them. Those were good times. Good times.
(July 16, 2014 - 8:55 am)
Good morning journal!
I managed to sleep in past 7 o'clock even with Ivy's alarm going off at 2:30. Why does she need an alarm at 2? Is she an axe murderer or something? As well, this morning I found out that I neglected to grab any warm clothes as I was scurrying out of the door yesterday morning, but last night I won FEP's mink coat from her in a game of poker. It's too long on me, and it falls past my feet so it looks more like a queen's robe than anything else. Perhaps if we have a costume ball I could go as a polar bear? I do love costume balls.
This morning, when I arrived at the lodge, Red and T.O.N were still drinking excessive amounts of espresso and singing Lion King karaoke. Did they ever go to bed? Surely, considering where we are, we should be singing Frozen. Oh well, I am extremely thirsty so I might as well grab a few biscuits. I'll write more later.
-Alice
(July 16, 2014 - 9:41 am)
Hahaha! I'm so happy that we're roommates!
(July 16, 2014 - 9:59 am)
Me too!!
(July 16, 2014 - 10:16 am)
Us? Go to bed? Ain't nobody got time for that!
(July 16, 2014 - 10:07 am)
Save me from my misery, writing log!!
This morning I awoke to snow. At a ski lodge. In the winter. What is happening here??
As Alice won my marvelous mink coat from me last night in poker (My, is that girl good at cards! it's almost as she's talking to them) I had to wear my beaver furs down to breakfast. What I wouldn't give for a touch of mink *sigh*. However, breakfast was quite good. The cocco was excellent, and my English Muffins were perfectly toasted. Why is everything so perfect here? It makes one sad...
Ellie is my room-mate and I'm beginning to think she doesn't appreciate my whining. I wonder why? I am a connoisseur of fine whine. She left about midnight last night and returned an hour later with a bloody knitting needle, which she promptly hid under my complementary Spongebob bathtowl. Rather odd behavior, but this is a murder mystery ski lodge. One needn't worry for their life. And who would suspect Ellie, especially with a psychotic glint in her eye? She just seems so sweet...
The cat choking on marbles that I heard turned out to be the Lion King karaoke. Melody, you've created a monster. But, now to breakfast.
(July 16, 2014 - 10:57 am)
Day 2 was deleted, so you'll have to wait a little longer for me to rewrite it and first summon the will to rewrite it. Thank you for your patience.
Captcha says yban. Bany...?
(July 16, 2014 - 11:00 am)
Why was Day 2 deleted???
I don't know. It wasn't deleted by Admin. It must have been an accident on T.O.N.'s end. Or maybe cyber gremlins or ski lodge ghosts.
Admin
(July 16, 2014 - 11:40 am)
I had too many windows/tabs open because I was simultaneously linking things for wikia, so the computer refreshed the page. I haven't gotten around to writing the day yet because I've been feeling a little ill. Tell you guys what: I'll go eat lunch and then I'll sit down and write this thing whether I want to or not.
I have a request, guys. I know I've not been very punctual about writing the days and posting them up, but could you please wait until the day is posted before writing your pieces? Thanks. I have a ton of things planned (you guys don't want to see how many pages of notes I have, it's horrifying) and I'm a little worried that if you guys post first, something might coincide and I'll have a heck of a time straightening things out. Thanks!
(July 16, 2014 - 1:53 pm)
So sorry T.O.N! That's awful! Hope you feel better...
And we understand that all the writing is a big job, T.O.N. Day 2 wouldn't have to come today. You can spread it out. The extra anticipation time will heighten the suspense.
Admin
(July 16, 2014 - 2:25 pm)
Ohhhhhh! I think I get it! T.O.N posts what happenes every day, and we post our views, right?
Yes, you may comment on each episode, but you don't have to.
Admin
(July 16, 2014 - 2:23 pm)
Ooh wait, I just noticed something. I'm rooming with my name twin! Moss, we'll have to make our room the Kyra cave.:)
I'll post the next song now before I forget. After you use Arabian Nights, use Zero to Hero from Hercules.
How about Kyra Kave, just to be cute?
Admin
(July 16, 2014 - 2:27 pm)
Yeah, I saw that too! I've been meaning to post, but I forgot. And I love the Kyra Cave! xD Admin, you're right though, Kyra Kave looks pretty cute. And awesome :)
(July 16, 2014 - 4:36 pm)
Great idea!
(July 16, 2014 - 9:16 pm)
Day 2
The sun sets in the west (just about everyone knows that), but Sunset Towers faced east. Strange! Even stranger that I'm bringing it up right now!
If you must know, my sense of direction is incredibly shoddy and I use this line to remember what direction the sun rises and sets in. Of course, I occasionally forget, usually to the intense amusement of whoever is around. Today just so happens to be an occasion.
The air held the crisp, clear quality of early morning just before daybreak. The birds in the pine woods puffed up their feathers and began the serious business of making as much noise as possible. The sun, rosy-fingered dawn, began to creep over the western horizon, bathing the land in luxurious rays. Suddenly, it stopped. Embarrassed, the sun beat a hasty retreat back below the horizon, plunging the snowy landscape back into darkness. The birds continued the highly profitable business of making a racket as if nothing had happened. The narrator tried to convince the sun to go out for a second run, this time from the east. The sun responded that it had it, bub, and this was not in its contract, in fact, it was going to take vacation in Malibu and without further ado, the storm went on strike. The narrator panicked, looked around for something to fill the sky with, and promptly shoved some snow clouds into the frame. The clouds took great umbrage from this until they were assured that they would be paid vast amounts of overtime. The narrator cheerfully wrote the bill out to Red's bank account and let the day move on from there.
The item on today's agenda is cross-country skiing.
FantasyQuill: Isn't that kind of far?
Moss: It's only just snow and pine trees out there, anyway. It's not like there's anything to see.
Joe: Ew, it's all overcast today.
Bounty: Yeesh! It's cold out there.
Yes, yes, complain all you like, but you're leaving.
Watermelon: I don't think we are, actually.
Reed: Cocoa, anyone?
FEP: Thanks, Reed.
BHR: Ah, I love these comfy chairs!
S.E.: Let me get a fire started and we'll be really cozy.
Nina: Ooh! I'll help!
Proprietress: Oh, are you children having fun in here?
Alice: Oh, we are, thank you- wait no! Stop!
*slam!*
Violet: Ow! Did she just throw us all out with a broom?
Bookbug: Locked the door, too, it seems.
Blue Fairy: Look out above!
WritingWarrior: I want to know whose idea it was to throw our ski gear out the windows after us, because whoever it is is going to get their butt kicked!
At this point, there was simply nothing to be done but go skiing. Look, a lovely trail laid out. You can see the land around here, it's very beautiful.
Corina: I think the Narrator and the Proprietress are in cahoots...
Heh.
Proprietress: Heh.
Katie: This isn't actually that bad, once you get into it.
Ivy: Kind of quiet, though...
Melody: I humbly suggest-
Maggie: HEY, I have MCR on my iPod!
Ellie: Let's hear some of your music, Maggie.
Melody: Huh. You'll just have to listen to my magnificence later.
Max: Oh, Theo? You were telling me about a rabbit, right?
Theo: Yeah, I was.
Max: It was really big, right?
Theo: Yup.
Max: As big as a pine tree?
Theo: Bigger!
Max: As big as the lodge?
Theo: Bigger!
Max: As big as that giant rabbit?
Theo: Yeah, like that. Wait. What? AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
Mag Fan: Theo! You deserter!
Jack: Um, guys...? That giant rabbit is coming after us!
Zach: I've got a bad feeling about this.
Madeline: RUUUUUN!!!!
Red: But we're on skis!
Madeline: SKIIII!!!!!
With the giant rabbit chasing after the skiers, the group raced madly back to the lodge at a speed which would have broken the world record had any one world record recorder been stupid enough to stick around and time them.
Back at the lodge...
Chef: Why are you looking out the window?
Maid: Look! They're being chased by a giant rabbit!
Chef: Hah! That's hilarious!
Butler: Are you two going to open the door for them or simply lean out the window and watch?
SPF: Is the door still locked??!
Joe: The bunny's still coming!
Mag Fan: We're all going to die!
Red: Before we die, I want you to know I lov--
Butler: The door's been ajar for the past two minutes, you know.
The skiers more or less fall into the lodge and slam the door behind them. Amazingly, all survived and all thirty-one are still alive.
Teresa: That was so close!
Ivy: Say, Red, what was that you were saying right before we got in?
FEP: Yes, I do believe you were getting to the interesting bit.
Red: Huh? What? About what?
S.E.: Girls, form Attack Stance Beta.
Mag Fan: It's tickle attack time!
Red: NOOOOOOOOOO!
BHR: So. How 'bout them sports.
Teresa: What's Massachusetts like, Melody?
Melody: Oh, I come from a land, a faraway place where the ice cream trucks roam, where it's rocky and cold, and all the people are bold. It's barbaric, but hey, it's home.
Teresa: I suddenly remember a previous engagement with my bedroom.
Melody: No, you're staying right here until I'm done! When the wind's from the East and the sun's from the West and the water in the glass is just right-- come on down, stop on by, hop American Airlines and fly, to another MASSACHUSETTS NIGHT!
(July 16, 2014 - 4:25 pm)