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[F6] Spooky Movie Theatre 5: Rave from the Grave

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Southern CornPerson was signed in when posted
02:59 AM ET (US)
People continue to argue and have fun in the theatre. The usual shenanigans ensue, but overall it's not particularly eventful. They don't even seem to be paying attention to the events on the screen.

As their childish banter continues, though, people notice something about the screen is changing. As the players arrive once more at the tribunal area, the screen... grows. It starts expanding strangely. People yell out in concern and try to get away from it (except Janis, who's fallen asleep), but the door is locked shut now. The screen slowly becomes larger, and larger, and then...

The theatre's gone.

The group can feel their human forms being left behind. As they look down, they see that they're now mere spirits floating about the trial room. It seems that they've been transported to the game once more... What could this be about? As the ghosts all hover over the place, they find that they're trapped in the room. Janis is gone as well as the puppets (sadly), but the living players and Belphegor are with them. They can't seem to interact with them or their surroundings in any way, but now they have a more direct view of the tribunal. One question remains in everyone's heads though.

What's going on?
DootDootPerson was signed in when posted
09:53 PM ET (US)
"Hey, actually, this is kinda weird." Charlie said. "Are all the sock puppets alive? Wait, is Snowy alive?!"
KachuPerson was signed in when posted
12:38 PM ET (US)
"She's sad, you dolt." Bennett frowns. "I need to be a good father, so if you won't tell her a story, I bloody will."

Bennett goes ahead and picks his knife back up and puts it back wherever it came from. He then looks over at Klifford stuffing his face with pizza like a pig.

"Ay yo, Doc!" Bennett shouts louder than he really needs to. "Ya got any other socks that'll cooperate down your pants or somethin'? This one's no good."
Salem-CRPerson was signed in when posted
11:18 AM ET (US)
"Now why would I tell her a story after everything she did to me?" The captain asks, after a long and possibly awkward silence. "She used me as a tissue!" It seems he's still quite angry.


Meanwhile Klifford is eating a pizza or something, ignoring the sentient sock puppet. He doesn't seem surprised at all that the puppet came to life.
KachuPerson was signed in when posted
10:39 PM ET (US)
“Everything’s gonna be okay.” Bennett said, in a rather soft, soothing tone.

“Take a seat, you want something to drink? Maybe something to eat?” He asks Charlotte, hoping Barnacle Bill, Best Booty of the Seven Seas would cooperate and tell a story despite Bennett threatening him with a knife mere seconds ago.
DootDootPerson was signed in when posted
08:00 PM ET (US)
"'Cheer me up', I'm not a kid!" Charlotte yelled, like a kid. "... But I wanna hear a story." she added. Like a kid.
KachuPerson was signed in when posted
04:19 PM ET (US)
Bennett drops his knife. It makes a loud clanking sound, unless the theater is carpeted. Then it doesn't.

"I, uh.. See..." Bennett hands his head slightly after what Charlotte said. "Hey, Bee-bee-bee-bee-oh-tee-ess-ess, y'got any stories that could cheer Charlie up over here?" He asks the sentient sock in a somewhat somber tone.

He mutters something that nobody else could really hear. He fiddles with a popcorn kernel and avoids eye contact with Charlotte.
DootDootPerson was signed in when posted
02:44 PM ET (US)
"You disappoint me. You piss me off. You're violent. You carry around a knife. You smell of pool water. You're inflexible." Charlie listed, looking down at Bennett being pelted by kernels.

"... You remind me way too much of my dad. Captain! Can't you fight back or something? You're a pirate, for fuck's sake."
Edited 09-06-2019 05:46 PM
Salem-CRPerson was signed in when posted
01:13 AM ET (US)
"They were great. The best crew a captain could ask for. That is, before they... Well, before they dyed..." Captain BBBBOTSS said sadly. "A red shirt got in with the laundry. I managed to save myself before it was too late. But the rest of them... They weren't so lucky. They're all pink now..." He sniffs. A single tear runs down his cheek. Which is weird, but it's probably best not to question it.
Edited 09-06-2019 01:20 AM
KachuPerson was signed in when posted
11:47 PM ET (US)
"Hey, hey!" Bennett points at the screen playing god knows what now. Something about Enola maybe? Who cares. "Have you even been paying attention!?" He says, having not been paying attention. "Have you not seen one of those magic circles yet!?"

"They let you do all kinds of crazy stuff, like I bet you could summon that old crew who loved your ass so much!" Bennett smiles. "What the hell're they like, anyways? I hope they ain't Martin killers like you."

"Also, Charlotte, if you're going that far, you'd best start calling me Daddy-" Suddenly, Bennett is bombarded with dozens of popcorn kernels being fired at high speed from the popcorn machine.
Salem-CRPerson was signed in when posted
11:38 PM ET (US)
"Of course I didn't enjoy it!" The puppet shouts. If his face could get red from anger then it'd be quite red indeed. "And what's this about magic circles? I was joking before, but I think you really have hit the grog too hard, lad! I'm a pirate, not a wizard! Just look at me eye patch!" He tries to point to his eye patch, but he doesn't have arms, so the puppet just sits there awkwardly.

"My old crew always did say my booty was my best feature." The pirate sighs. "I miss them. My name's Bill. Barnacle Bill, the Star Pirate. But they always used to call me Captain Barnacle Bill, Best Booty on the Seven Seas. It was quite the mouthful, but also quite flattering."
Edited 09-05-2019 11:52 PM
DootDootPerson was signed in when posted
11:17 PM ET (US)
"I always hated that pirate..." Charlotte elucidated, looking at the puppet coming to life.

"... And Bennett, if you talk about my ass again, I'm hanging myself. I mean, you're basically my dad!"
KachuPerson was signed in when posted
11:12 PM ET (US)
Bennett doesn’t even seem phased by the puppet suddenly coming to life.

“Don’t take that tone with me, you cretin! That could’ve just been a distraction... Is that all you’ve got to your alibi? Soaking up Charlotte’s snot? I bet you enjoyed it, you sick fuck!”

“I’m not afraid to channel that other Ben to get you to speak, so you’d best tell me all that you know! If it wasn’t you, then who?! Who were you with all day?! ‘Cause as far as I see it, nobody else had the perfect opportunity like you did...”

“Maybe he used one of them magic circles?” He turns quickly to the others, ignoring the puppet in order to try and get some support from his fellow Innocents.

"...Though yeah," He continues, turning to Charlotte alone now. "He's got a fine ass. Not like yours, but for someone his size? He's pretty thick I gotta say."
Edited 09-05-2019 11:14 PM
Salem-CRPerson was signed in when posted
11:05 PM ET (US)
"Think yer clever, do ya lass?" Said a voice that was most certainly not Klifford's. "Covering me in snot and blood and then ask if I have booty? Of course I have booty, I'm a god damn pirate!"

It appears the sock puppet has somehow come to life. And he is NOT happy with the situation he's currently in.

The puppet turns to face Bennett and glares angrily at him. "And you! Do you think that you're scaring me with that butter knife of yours? How could I have possibly murdered this 'Martin' feller when I was over there being covered by that lass's bodily fluids?" You've been hitting the grog too hard, ya filthy landlubber!"
DootDootPerson was signed in when posted
10:44 PM ET (US)
"Ask him if he's got booty!" Charlie yelled.
KachuPerson was signed in when posted
10:43 PM ET (US)
Bennett blinks as the puppet hits him in the face.

"By god, you're right. This little fucker..." He kneels next to the puppet and pulls out a large survival knife out of his pocket. Did he always have that?

He holds it up to the puppet's throat, while holding it down with his free hand. "Talk, bastard. What's your alibi? Where were you in the past day or so?"
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