ENDGAME

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[A wall panel in the green room slides out of view, revealing an elevator. Get in it and it will take you down to the hotel (description here), where your fellow contestants - alive and ghostly - await.

You may spend as long as you want here, ordering up as much room service as you like, but when you're read to go home, you'll find that one floor (new to the current hotel occupants) has nothing but doors with your names on them. Exit, and you'll show up exactly where you were when you left.]

((THANK YOU FOR PLAYING EVERYONE. Ghosts, feel free to materialize and talk to people. You may now speak about your prizes.))

Comments

[jinglebros]

Hell, man, how did you pull that one off...?

[partcompany]

I credit my natural charisma.

[jinglebros]

Or Kyrie. One of the two.

[partcompany]

Ehhh. I mean, yeah. Though it sounds like it was Rosa who ended up voting for me? Either way. I mean, I would have followed my promise to return the favor later if there was time for it. But as it is they were just trusting me.

[jinglebros]

You just knew how to play them. Which was the point of the game.

Point is, congratulations, want a high 5?

[partcompany]

Oh, definitely. Congratulations to you too.

[lifts his hand for a high five]

[jinglebros]

Hell yeah. Thanks, man.

[ High five! ]

[partcompany]

You deserve it, man, you worked hard for it.

[jinglebros]

I wish so many people hadn't died, but at least they're here now.

That's something... right?

[partcompany]

Yyyyyyeah. Though I mean. Last time someone ended up switching his prize to reviving everyone who died in new bodies. I guess no one did that this time...

[jinglebros]

...didn't even know anyone could do that.

[ Santa looks stricken. ]

[partcompany]

Oh.

[ Oops. ]

Yeah, for sure. That's how Dennis came back last time.

[jinglebros]

It makes so much sense now.

Well, I guess if there's another game, someone can bargain for that.

Seems likely there will be one... hope neither of us have to come back.

[partcompany]

Part of my prize is a promise I'll die naturally at an old age, which I imagine would sort of ruin the game if came back a third time.

[jinglebros]

Good luck to you then. I doubt I'll ever see your face again.

[partcompany]

Probably not. It was good working with you for this short period of time, though.

[jinglebros]

Same!

Good luck with the rest of your life.

[partcompany]

You too.