Day 7

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ Instead of his normal morning announcements, this morning you awaken to… Ronald McDonald playing a lovely tune for all of you with his band. Audible even over the metal is a louder sound of scraping, and a low rumble that persists throughout the song. ]

[ Afterward, you'll find that a new hallway has appeared in the studio. Where there was once an empty wall, there is now a theater! And your tablets will display the rules for a brand new competition… ]

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Comments

[jinglebros]

I think Junpei would die, and not in the good way.

[court_chesster]

...You mean old age?

[jinglebros]

I mean fright.

[court_chesster]

L-let's not talk about dying in any way...

[jinglebros]

...yeah.

Sorry about that.

[ He does look genuinely sorry. ]

[court_chesster]

Anyway! I have a good feeling about our performance. If that's not worth votes, what is?

[jinglebros]

If that's not worth votes, I have a beef with the fucking King.

[exequte]

[June is laughing as she stumbles and almost falls over and/or breaks the ridiculous stiletto heel on one of her thigh high boots]

I certainly think it should be.

[court_chesster]

[Squeaks loudly as she doesn't-quite-trip.]

C-careful there!

[jinglebros]

Hey, June! Don't break something!

[ he catches her elbow ]

[unexpectedboner]

Whoa, be careful! No injuries until we've been scored, at least!

[court_chesster]

I hope I didn't make too much mess for the next band...

[Confetti, glitter, fake snow, fireworks...]

[jinglebros]

They Can Deal!

[ Santa is unconcerned. ]

[unexpectedboner]

They should've gone before us. I mean, who'd wanna follow that act? You really knocked yourself out, Simon!

[court_chesster]

Thank you! I'm glad I could help.