Posted 08 December 2008 - 11:04 AM
The Spengler-shaped smear-mark in one of the corridors is most unsettling.
The morning's gruesome revelations leave you all shocked and confused.
The confusion soon turns to frustration. Frustration, in turn to anger.
Accusations come flying, added by the fact that several people managed to find a liquor stash in the corner closet and have gotten mighty hammered without sharing.
Several fingers point at Omtose. A mob is forming, but looking for him, they find him asleep in a corner, a bottle lying by.
"Awh, he looks so peaceful... Let's look elsewhere!"
In the midst of the commotion, one of you claims to be a ghost--and tries to explain his gibberish on that fact. The gist of thing is, he's confused. and to clear things up Gamelon has to die. Why? You're not quite sure, but hell, it's good enough.
Someone points out that Slimer should be green and float around, but this is solved by placing a lampshade over the offending party's head.
Gamelon tries to argue "You fools! I'm not a ghost! I even have a name to prove it, but it's a secret, see. it's hidden somewhere and you have to find it. just ask Yellow to do it!"'
"Yellow's not playing you moron, and everyone else HATES codes"
"Oh. Well...I'm still not telling who I am, even though I'm innocent"
By this point the mob has had enough.
"Wait, wait, here it is!" cries Gamelon. He rumbles through a drawer and pulls out a tag that says 'Hello, my name is Dana'.
"Wasn't Dana a chick? Earlier this dude was a cowboy..." Another lampshade is produced and hung.
"More importantly, wasn't Dana the one who went all freaky and possessed at some point? We cant let that happen again."
Everyone agrees with this sentiment and they start to get organised. Even Omtose wakes up and lends a hand.
The cut off cord from the formerly flying refrigerator serves as a rope. Gamelon's death is long and needlessly painful. Afterwards, a door rings.
"Pizza Delivery for Ms. Dana Barrett... Wait, why is she hanging on that cord? Well, I guess she won't be needing this anymore"
Before anyone can say anything else, the delivery man's gone. As you turn around bewildered, someone can be heard sobbing hysterically, but who it is, is beyond you....
Gamelon (Lisheo) is dead--he was Dana
Only someone with this much power could make this many frittatas without breaking any eggs.