Previously on
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The Challenge the Jetsetters had to face was a spectacular one for sure: trying to gather envelopes while being chased by Cowboys. Some were completely in their element...
Olive: "Look, I did it!"
While others were slipping up everywhere they could...
Salma: "Whoa!"
Edmund: "Oh crap..."
Diane wasn't feeling well after the whole horse deal. Que in HEALTH-E, who in his attempts to help her out made it all worse instead.
Diane: "Ah, yes, of course I'd love to get injected with all kinds of rotten botox and chemical trash from the pharmaceutical industry, thanks."
HEALTH-E: "Okidoki. Activate anti-allergy shot! FIRE!"
HEALTH-E: "But you said: yes-"
Diane: "Seriously?! Ever heard of the term sarcasm?!"
Thus, after that, Diane's attempt to ritually sacrifice her bathrobe went very awry.
Connie: "D- Diane, I do not think that would be a-"
Connie: "Good... idea....."
Diane: "Ugh, typical. That's what you get when the pharmaceutical industry's involved."
Edmund: "Normally people are Eliminated around sunset, right?"
Hector: "Unless they've organized another interesting event here, like that Abnormality-Odessa-goes-bonkers-night."
Captain Dockhatt: "Nope. Me knows about nothing."
Hector: "Will they do later tonight?"
Jason: "What if they just... rip someone out of the boat tonight, and we can't even say our goodbyes?"
Edmund: "Don't be so negative. Maybe they're just giving us a bit of rest and give all of us a free pass."
But the one big question of the night went unanswered: Who is Eliminated?
Hector: "Unless they've organized another interesting event here, like that Abnormality-Odessa-goes-bonkers-night."
Captain Dockhatt: "Nope. Me knows about nothing."
Jason: "What if they just... rip someone out of the boat tonight, and we can't even say our goodbyes?"
Edmund: "Don't be so negative. Maybe they're just giving us a bit of rest and give all of us a free pass."
Hector: "I sure hope so."
Jason: "Guys, all these mindfucks are making my head boil. I think I'm off to bed."
*Janna moans softly. Her head hurts horribly*
Janna: "Wh- what happened?"
Janna: "Where the heck am I?"
Janna: "Hello?"
*Unnerving footsteps approach Janna. A shadow casts over her*
Janna: "W- who are you?"
???: "Exterminate!"
Janna: "A- a robot?..."
Janna: "Aaaaah! Someone help me!"
Robot: "Activate extermination laser! FIRE!"
*Jason heavily pants for a few moments before realizing it was just a horrible nightmare he had*
Jason: "Oh God..."
*Jason drops back on his bed*
Jason: "She's okay Jason... She is not killed by an ax-crazy robot, Jason, she's not....."
Jason: "I really need to get my mind on something else... Something not about Janna..."
Olive: "The others. Are they all still here?"
Olive: "You never know on here. Maybe someone got Eliminated vannight or something."
*Olive exits to the Bedroom Corridor*
Olive: "I have to seek out."
Connie: "Oh, good mor-"
Olive: "Connie!"
*Olive attempts to hug Connie*
Connie: "Eek!"
*Connie moves backwards*
Connie: "Don't do that!"
Olive: "Why not?"
Connie: "I don't like being touched."
Olive: "You don't like a surprise hug? But I'm so glad to see you."
Connie: "I know, me too."
Olive: "You could've been Eliminated tonight."
Connie: "I know... It's... err..."
*Connie rubs her ear*
Connie: "It's kinda complicated..."
Olive: "Oh... kay..."
Connie: "Er, I don't have anything against you, but..."
Olive: "I know."
Edmund: "HEALTH-E... Status report?"
HEALTH-E: "Body condition: good. Visual censors: top shape. Hinges: slightly rusty, but no dange-"
Edmund: "Oh no, are all Jetsetters still present?"
HEALTH-E: "Oops, I am sorry. I was programmed to state my physical condition when someone asked for my status report."
Jason: "Hmm..."
Jason: "Makes me wonder, would Janna be stuck behind that pool wall?"
*Jason thinks about it*
Jason: "No of course not, don't be silly, Jason... Ugh..."
*Jason hears a talking person approaching him*
Jason: "Oh, I better hide."
*Jason hides underneath the diving board*
Hector: "Seriously? Hahah!"
Salma: "Yes, she really said that."
Hector: "Wow, that's just... Hilarious, haha."
Salma: "I know! I was laughing my socks off as well!"
Hector: "Wait, but you said you weren't wearing your socks?"
*After a short pause, Hector and Salma start laughing out loudly*
Jason: "Hey guys."
Salma: "Oh, hi Jason!"
Hector: "Hey, come in."
Jason: "Hot tub meeting?"
Hector: "Yup!"
Salma: "You know, Min Hee literally told the Jetsetterettes that it wasn't planned tonight, right?"
Jason: "Really?"
Hector: "Would she be allowed to say that?"
Salma: "She and Odessa are main production members as well, so I guess she would."
Hector: "Well, go ahead, Kain jr."
Jason: "What..."
Salma: "Heeheehee."
Hector: "Oh I'm sorry."
Jason: "What did you mean with that?"
Hector: "Well, Kain also spied a lot... That's where the comparison ends though. You're nice and humble."
Jason: "Hmm... Well, anyway, it didn't bring too much game-relevant things to me, but they had some good oneliners."
Salma: "Tell! Tell! Tell!"
Jason: "Lets see... 'If you have one eye for detail, can I ask what has happened to the other?'."
Hector: "Hah, close imitation."
Jason: "'Your other eye, is it a prosthetic one?'"
Salma: "Hahahah."
Olive: "En nu onbijten."
HEALTH-E: "Olive!
Olive: "Huh? Oh, hallo..."
HEALTH-E: "Have you seen Salma?"
Olive: "O mijn God! Your foot!"
Olive: "What happened?"
HEALTH-E: "Oh. That happens sometimes."
Olive: "Yikes..."
Jason: "Okay you, calm it down! What's going on?"
Olive: "Well, that guy is taking glee out of someone's Elimination."
Edmund: "It's true, right? You, sir, can neither stand her either as well, right?"
Jason: "... Well... I'm trying my best to not ruffle any more feathers..."
Edmund: "Eh? But remember, er, she took glee out of Janna's Elimination in the first place!"
Jason: "Ugh, just shut up, what's going on here anyway?"
Connie: "This door is locked."
HEALTH-E: "By the way, Jason. Have you seen Hector and Salma today?"
Jason: "Yeah, they're fine. They were hanging out near the pool an hour ago."
Edmund: "Hmm, interesting..."
HEALTH-E: "How could we open that door?"
Jason: "Perhaps someone has a key?"
Edmund: "No... But we could try and shove Olive through, she's heavy enough."
Olive: "Ach hou je vuile kutklotebek!"
*The other Jetsetters there are silent*
Olive: "She's right..."
*HEALTH-E tries something with his fingers. He manages to unlock the door*
HEALTH-E: "Do you want to go in first, Connie?"
Connie: "... okay..."
Edmund: "Anything yet?"
???: "Guys, I think I found Diane....."
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Diane: "What in the WORLD are you DOING?!"
Salma: "Look, we can explain."
Diane: "I was about to tell you that your pancakes were getting cold, my dears. But now I might as well-"
Connie: "OH MY!!!......."
Diane: "Connie?!"
Connie: "I thought you got Eliminated....."
Diane: "You... You did?"
Diane: "But why would you break in and touch my precious clouds?"
Salma: "I can explain. We were worried about your presence in this game. Remember that there's still no one Eliminated since last Ranking?"
Diane: "And what does that have to do with touhing the clouds?
Jason: "Hector, I need to talk to you."
Hector: "Oh, what happened?"
Jason: "It's... just a men only talk."
Hector: "Gimme a minute."
*Hector turns off his treadmill and steps off*
Jason: "... So you think I'm getting stressed?"
*Distracted by the possibility of the painting being a clue to the assassin, Jason studies it carefully forgetting he's supposed to be talking to the camera. He touches the bottom right corner, rubbing the edge. He finds nothing. The cameraman clears his throat.*
Jason: "Guys, all these mindfucks are making my head boil. I think I'm off to bed."
What happened to the Elimination? Are they all through safely, like Edmund accords? Will someone be ripped away, like Jason suggested? Or will an event today end someone's time on Jetset? And what about the Alliances?
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20 DAYS, 12 PLAYERS, 1 CRUISE
THIS IS
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A random midair airplane
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*Janna moans softly. Her head hurts horribly*
Janna: "Wh- what happened?"
Janna: "Where the heck am I?"
Janna: "Hello?"
*Unnerving footsteps approach Janna. A shadow casts over her*
Janna: "W- who are you?"
???: "Exterminate!"
Janna: "A- a robot?..."
Janna: "Aaaaah! Someone help me!"
Robot: "Activate extermination laser! FIRE!"
Janna: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!---"
*The killer robot shoots Janna with a laser. Her skin starts melting off before she explodes, leaving a... errr... look, I'm not going into any further detail here, okay? I've got a dinner to keep in as well*
Jason: "-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"
*Jason heavily pants for a few moments before realizing it was just a horrible nightmare he had*
Jason: "Oh God..."
*Jason drops back on his bed*
Jason: "She's okay Jason... She is not killed by an ax-crazy robot, Jason, she's not....."
Jason: "I really need to get my mind on something else... Something not about Janna..."
Jason: "I'm going cray cray about her... Something else to think about..."
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Mission Room
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Olive: "The others. Are they all still here?"
Olive: "You never know on here. Maybe someone got Eliminated vannight or something."
*Olive exits to the Bedroom Corridor*
Olive: "I have to seek out."
Connie: "Oh, good mor-"
Olive: "Connie!"
*Olive attempts to hug Connie*
Connie: "Eek!"
*Connie moves backwards*
Connie: "Don't do that!"
Olive: "Why not?"
Connie: "I don't like being touched."
Olive: "You don't like a surprise hug? But I'm so glad to see you."
Connie: "I know, me too."
Olive: "You could've been Eliminated tonight."
Connie: "I know... It's... err..."
*Connie rubs her ear*
Connie: "It's kinda complicated..."
Olive: "Oh... kay..."
Connie: "Er, I don't have anything against you, but..."
Olive: "I know."
Connie: "Oh good..."
Olive: "Soooo..."
Connie: "Err, should we check upon the others?"
Olive: "Yes!"
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Diary Room
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Jason: "I still have no idea who the assassin is. I’ve been doing better at focusing than before. The more Janna is gone, the more I’m able to not think about her. Oh, I want to, but for the sake of the game, I need to forget her for now. Of course, I still love her, but she’d do the same if the roles were reversed. I just need to pay even closer attention than I was before. Perhaps begin spying on the others, very carefully, of course."
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Library
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Edmund: "HEALTH-E... Status report?"
HEALTH-E: "Body condition: good. Visual censors: top shape. Hinges: slightly rusty, but no dange-"
Edmund: "Oh no, are all Jetsetters still present?"
HEALTH-E: "Oops, I am sorry. I was programmed to state my physical condition when someone asked for my status report."
Edmund: "Good to know. Are all 8 Jetsetters left still present?"
HEALTH-E: "I do not know yet. I have signaled the presence of Jason, Olive, Connie and the two of us today. That means that Hector, Diane and Salma are still absent."
Edmund: "If one of them has been Nominated..."
HEALTH-E: "Then one of them might have been Eliminated."
Edmund: "Yes. I'm trying to stay positive though, my designer's instincts tell me they're all fine, and they've never let me down. I am the authority of indoor decoration for a reason, after all."
HEALTH-E: "I am not so sure if indoor decoration is related to sensing presen-"
Edmund: "No no no no no, the ties are closer than you think."
HEALTH-E: "Really?"
Edmund: "Yes. Think of, errr.... Both require one eye for detail, yes! Yes, I absolutely have an eye for the small details, that's where all the interesting stuff is, yes..."
HEALTH-E: "If you have one eye for detail, can I ask what has happened to the other?"
Edmund: "Err, what?"
HEALTH-E: "Your other eye, is it a prosthetic one?"
Edmund: "..."
HEALTH-E: "Ophthalmologists from Sweden are doing research on the subject, according to the latest reports they are close to a breakthrough on-"
Edmund: "I think we're going far too off-topic, sorry."
HEALTH-E: "Pardon me."
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Front Deck
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Jason: "Hmm..."
Jason: "Makes me wonder, would Janna be stuck behind that pool wall?"
*Jason thinks about it*
Jason: "No of course not, don't be silly, Jason... Ugh..."
*Jason hears a talking person approaching him*
Jason: "Oh, I better hide."
*Jason hides underneath the diving board*
Hector: "Seriously? Hahah!"
Salma: "Yes, she really said that."
Hector: "Wow, that's just... Hilarious, haha."
Salma: "I know! I was laughing my socks off as well!"
Hector: "Wait, but you said you weren't wearing your socks?"
*After a short pause, Hector and Salma start laughing out loudly*
Jason: "Hey guys."
Salma: "Oh, hi Jason!"
Hector: "Hey, come in."
Jason: "Hot tub meeting?"
Hector: "Yup!"
Jason: "Okay, what do you guys think of that non-Elimination?"
Hector: "The only thing I can say is that we have to keep our eyes open."
Salma: "I'm not worried about it."
Salma: "You know, Min Hee literally told the Jetsetterettes that it wasn't planned tonight, right?"
Jason: "Really?"
Hector: "Would she be allowed to say that?"
Salma: "She and Odessa are main production members as well, so I guess she would."
Hector: "Well, that's one thing less to worry about."
Jason: "Yup..."
Hector: "So, anything else to add?"
Jason: "Well, I've been spying on Edmund and HEALTH-E."
Hector: "Well, go ahead, Kain jr."
Jason: "What..."
Salma: "Heeheehee."
Hector: "Oh I'm sorry."
Jason: "What did you mean with that?"
Hector: "Well, Kain also spied a lot... That's where the comparison ends though. You're nice and humble."
Jason: "Hmm... Well, anyway, it didn't bring too much game-relevant things to me, but they had some good oneliners."
Salma: "Tell! Tell! Tell!"
Jason: "Lets see... 'If you have one eye for detail, can I ask what has happened to the other?'."
Hector: "Hah, close imitation."
Jason: "'Your other eye, is it a prosthetic one?'"
Salma: "Hahahah."
Jason: "This actually is a little mean to HEALTH-E though."
Hector: "Yeah, true. Got any Edmund imitations? He has it coming more."
Salma: "Hector! ... Well you do have a point about Edmund though."
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Bedroom Corridor
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Olive: "En nu onbijten."
HEALTH-E: "Olive!
Olive: "Huh? Oh, hallo..."
HEALTH-E: "Have you seen Salma?"
Olive: "O mijn God! Your foot!"
Olive: "What happened?"
HEALTH-E: "Oh. That happens sometimes."
Olive: "Yikes..."
*HEALTH-E turns his foot around*
Olive: "... That should be better?"
HEALTH-E: "Yes. Have you seen Salma?"
Olive: "Oh, eeeuh, no."
HEALTH-E: "I have not seen her yet this morning."
Olive: "Maybe she's still sleeping."
HEALTH-E: "I have checked her bedroom."
Olive: "Really? That's stange..."
HEALTH-E: "What if she..."
Olive: "No way. It can't be, right?"
Connie: "Guys, have you seen Diane?"
Olive: "No.."
HEALTH-E: "Me neither."
Connie: "She's not in the kitchen."
Olive: "That's unusual."
HEALTH-E: "Have you tried her room yet?"
Connie: "I'm heading for it."
*Connie tries to open the door to the Cloud Room. It's locked*
Olive: "All right?"
Connie: "No no no no no...."
HEALTH-E: "Is the door locked?"
Connie: "Yes... where could she be?"
Olive: "She's not down, I just came from there."
HEALTH-E: "I was in the library."
HEALTH-E: "That deduces that she must either be in a location she would not usually visit, or that she has been Eliminated."
Olive: "Oh man..."
Connie: "She can't be Eliminated... It just can't be..."
Edmund: "What do my ears hear? Has Diane been Eliminated?"
Olive: "Oh no, not you again..."
Edmund: "Finally, 'twas about time."
Olive: "Diane may've been difficult once and then, but ... just no."
Edmund: "No one likes her. And she likes no one."
Connie: "Edmund, please..."
Jason: "Okay you, calm it down! What's going on?"
Olive: "Well, that guy is taking glee out of someone's Elimination."
Edmund: "It's true, right? You, sir, can neither stand her either as well, right?"
Jason: "... Well... I'm trying my best to not ruffle any more feathers..."
Edmund: "Eh? But remember, er, she took glee out of Janna's Elimination in the first place!"
Jason: "Ugh, just shut up, what's going on here anyway?"
Connie: "This door is locked."
HEALTH-E: "By the way, Jason. Have you seen Hector and Salma today?"
Jason: "Yeah, they're fine. They were hanging out near the pool an hour ago."
Edmund: "Hmm, interesting..."
HEALTH-E: "How could we open that door?"
Jason: "Perhaps someone has a key?"
Edmund: "No... But we could try and shove Olive through, she's heavy enough."
Olive: "Ach hou je vuile kutklotebek!"
Connie: "Guys please!"
*Connie sheds a tear*
Connie: "My closest friend here may be gone and you just go and fight like little kids! Shame on you!"
*Connie cries a few more tears*
*The other Jetsetters there are silent*
Olive: "She's right..."
*Connie leans against the door and descends to the floor with a sigh*
Connie: "Now what?"
HEALTH-E: "I think I have an idea. We may not have a key, but maybe I can use one of my surgery tools to try to open the door."
Edmund: "That might work out, yes."
Olive: "Go for it."
Salma: "Oh, what's going on in here?"
Olive: "Ah... Diane's missing and her door's locked."
Hector: "Yikes..."
*HEALTH-E tries something with his fingers. He manages to unlock the door*
HEALTH-E: "Do you want to go in first, Connie?"
Connie: "... okay..."
Edmund: "Anything yet?"
???: "Guys, I think I found Diane....."
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Diane: "What in the WORLD are you DOING?!"
Salma: "Look, we can explain."
Diane: "I was about to tell you that your pancakes were getting cold, my dears. But now I might as well-"
Connie: "OH MY!!!......."
Diane: "Connie?!"
Connie: "I thought you got Eliminated....."
Diane: "You... You did?"
Connie: "Where were you?"
Diane: "In the kitchen of course. Except for a small toilet break."
Connie: "... ... ... ... ..."
Diane: "What?"
Diane: "But why would you break in and touch my precious clouds?"
Salma: "I can explain. We were worried about your presence in this game. Remember that there's still no one Eliminated since last Ranking?"
Diane: "And what does that have to do with touhing the clouds?
Connie: "It's my fault... They did it for me..."
Diane: "Really?..."
Connie: "I was so worried... Please let it slide..."
Diane: "... I'll forgive them... This time."
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Later that afternoon
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Gym
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Jason: "Hector, I need to talk to you."
Hector: "Oh, what happened?"
Jason: "It's... just a men only talk."
Hector: "Gimme a minute."
*Hector turns off his treadmill and steps off*
Hector: "I'm listening."
Jason: "First, there's Janna. I constantly keep thinking about her. I keep telling myself that I should keep my mind on the game, but I can't help but slip back."
Hector: "Aha."
Jason: "Second, there is that whole confrontation about Diane. I can't get along with her, but I was defending her against Edmund yet he reminded me that Diane wanted me to be happy that Janna is gone and that I should be happy about thinking that Diane's Eliminated."
Jason: "Then Olive was going against Edmund and-"
Hector: "Jason, Jason, Jason... I think you should really take the time to organize your thoughts. You're going through a hectical period."
Jason: "How do you mean?"
Hector: "You've got a lot on your mind right now. You might want to take a break or something."
Jason: "Take a break?"
Hector: "Sometimes life throws a lot at you at once. I've been through it as well. You should take the time to tone it down and process everything, so you can get new energy to get ahead in life again."
Jason: "... So you think I'm getting stressed?"
Hector: "Yup. And you might need to find a way to relax."
Jason: "... I guess you're right."
Jason: "Thanks for listening, Hec. I really needed it."
Hector: "You're welcome."
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Diary Room
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*Odessa sends the final Challenge message*
Odessa: "Phewsies. Nearly forgot these. The Challenge can begin."
Captain Dockhatt: "Well, that Jason fellow really needs help soon, lightning bombs. I saw ev'rything the landlubber said on camera. Lets hope Min Hee gots her a few tricks on her sleeve, or else there ain't much more time for him here.."
Jason: "Oh, so sorry. This painting is intriguing. You know, HEALTH-E thinks it holds a clue to the assassin. I'm not really sure where he got that from, but it's interesting nonetheless."
*Jason sits down and crosses his legs.*
Jason: "So, I’ve been told this might be the last time I can say anything. I don’t have much to say, at least I don’t think so. But I’ll talk anyway. Perhaps I’ll feel better after I talk. The chocolate fountain was amazing. I have to get me one of my own. Of course, I can’t eat any chocolate out of the one on the ship anymore. Edmund has little manners when it comes to eating shared food. Doesn’t he realize how much spit comes out of a straw as someone drinks from it? Gross."
Jason: "As for some of the others *cough* Diane *cough* need to realize that HEALTH-E is a literal person. Very literal. You have to watch what you say around him. Hopefully, they’ll get over themselves. He’s only programmed with so much information and knowledge. He’s not human, but he can learn, I suppose. I’m not sure actually. Is he a learn-as-he-goes robot?"
Min Hee: "Jetsetters..."
Min Hee: "You've had a hectic period the past few days. Ferris Wheels, archery, the hayfield 2 days ago... That's why we're toning the action a litte down tonight."
Odessa: "Tonight, however, we are going to enjoy a luxurious dinner at this... renowned restaurant. What do you think?"
Diane: "Finally. About time for something refined."
Min Hee: "Good to hear you're pleasured."
Connie: "Thank you."
Salma: "What's the twist?"
Odessa: "Please follow the leader!"
Min Hee: "Mr and Mrs Curley are present already? Great, that means we can proceed immediately."
Odessa: "Thanks."
Odessa: "Good news, reservation stuff's all set, we can go to our table."
Jetsetters: "Yaaaay!!"
Min Hee: "Don't get too excited though, others might be trying to enjoy their food in peace as well."
Jetsetters: "Yay..."
Odessa: "Well, before we go though, we should tell you about yet another thing."
Min Hee: "You, my dearest players, are joining the first couple of Appaloosa: Mr Tate Curley and Mrs Esme Curley."
Odessa: "Appaloosa Plains was founded back in the day by the ancestors of Mr Curley, so be sure to treat them with respect."
Salma: "This is getting interesting."
Diane: "Founding family... Finaly time for more sophiscation."
Min Hee: "So, we suggest you go and follow us. We'll bring you to your table."
Hector: "This place looks great!"
Olive: "Yeah!"
Edmund: "Hmm, needs more Van Allen's."
Diane: "No, it's fine without your bologna."
Edmund: "Excus-"
Diane: "Shht, keep your manners around the guests."
Esme: "Oh look, there they are."
Tate: "Oh dear."
Esme: "Don't worry sweetie, it'll be fine..."
Diane: "Does he really have to sit next to you?"
Connie: "Shh, ignore him..."
*Jason views the painting*
Jason: "Janna? How in the-"
Tate: "Young farmer man?"
Jason: "Oh?..."
Tate: "Please take a seat."
Jason: "Oh. I should sit down, yes?..."
*Jason glimpses at the painting again*
Jason: "As for some of the others *cough* Diane *cough* need to realize that HEALTH-E is a literal person. Very literal. You have to watch what you say around him. Hopefully, they’ll get over themselves. He’s only programmed with so much information and knowledge. He’s not human, but he can learn, I suppose. I’m not sure actually. Is he a learn-as-he-goes robot?"
Min Hee: "Captain Dockhatt told me about Jason. And I might just know the right few Chinese lessons for him. 請享用!"
Lenka: "Yip yip yip!"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kim Gould's Steakhouse
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Min Hee: "Jetsetters..."
Min Hee: "You've had a hectic period the past few days. Ferris Wheels, archery, the hayfield 2 days ago... That's why we're toning the action a litte down tonight."
Odessa: "Tonight, however, we are going to enjoy a luxurious dinner at this... renowned restaurant. What do you think?"
Diane: "Finally. About time for something refined."
Min Hee: "Good to hear you're pleasured."
Connie: "Thank you."
Salma: "What's the twist?"
Odessa: "Please follow the leader!"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Desk
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Min Hee: "Mr and Mrs Curley are present already? Great, that means we can proceed immediately."
Odessa: "Thanks."
Odessa: "Good news, reservation stuff's all set, we can go to our table."
Jetsetters: "Yaaaay!!"
Min Hee: "Don't get too excited though, others might be trying to enjoy their food in peace as well."
Jetsetters: "Yay..."
Odessa: "Well, before we go though, we should tell you about yet another thing."
Min Hee: "You, my dearest players, are joining the first couple of Appaloosa: Mr Tate Curley and Mrs Esme Curley."
Odessa: "Appaloosa Plains was founded back in the day by the ancestors of Mr Curley, so be sure to treat them with respect."
Salma: "This is getting interesting."
Diane: "Founding family... Finaly time for more sophiscation."
Min Hee: "So, we suggest you go and follow us. We'll bring you to your table."
Odessa: "Bon appetit."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Dining Room
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Hector: "This place looks great!"
Olive: "Yeah!"
Edmund: "Hmm, needs more Van Allen's."
Diane: "No, it's fine without your bologna."
Edmund: "Excus-"
Diane: "Shht, keep your manners around the guests."
Esme: "Oh look, there they are."
Tate: "Oh dear."
Esme: "Don't worry sweetie, it'll be fine..."
Tate: "I'm just careful around the modern slickers."
Esme: "Nah, not every young person around comes from the city anymore."
Diane: "Does he really have to sit next to you?"
Connie: "Shh, ignore him..."
*Jason views the painting*
Jason: "Janna? How in the-"
Tate: "Young farmer man?"
Jason: "Oh?..."
Tate: "Please take a seat."
Jason: "Oh. I should sit down, yes?..."
*Jason glimpses at the painting again*
Jason: "Oh..."
*silence*
Edmund: "Well... I might as well be the one to break the ice... Where did they get such LOVELY furniture made for this place?! This place looks... divine."
Connie: "Eheheh..."
Diane: "..."
Hector: "Can someone please pass the salt?"
Hector: "No not you HEALTH-E, I don't need your salt."
HEALTH-E: "You know I cannot really eat human food and I do not think you guys can serve scrap."
*Hector notices the saltshaker near Esme*
Hector: "Esme, if you could pass the salt that would be GREAT."
*Esme passes the salt *
Hector: "And, do you enjoy party games? I find them to be quite exciting indeed..."
*Jason sips water out of the cup in front of him, wondering who will speak next*
*Diane wakes up from a small daydream*
Diane: "I feel like I'm the undead, dears."
*Connie places a folded serviette on her lap*
Connie: "What would it be like? Living as an undead, I mean. It must be rather ghastly."
Esme: Dead is dead. Living as the 'undead' is fictional. No such thing, get real people!
Hector: "Thank you, Esme, for the salt. But you never did answer my question about partaking in party games?"
Esme: Games is for kids... Are you still a kid? Sorry I think my glasses are dirty...
Salma: "She doesn't even wear glasses..."
*Esme take her serviette from the table and pretends to clean her glasses*
Esme: "Mmm... You do look like one... Are you a girl?
*Connie smiles at Esme and finishes her glass of water in silence*
Connie: "Why does it not surprise me at all when she said she is not fond of any of those party games you have mentioned? It seems reasonable though, for a person who doesn't seem to be unreal."
Esme: "Are you talking to me, young lady? How rude..."
*Hector laughs. Esme responds by looking at Hector*
Esme: "Are you laughing at me, young lady?"
Hector: "I'M NOT A LADY!! .... Not that there's anything wrong with being a woman, of course... And no, I was just chuckling at myself"
Hector (whispering to Connie): "This woman really needs some glasses...."
*Diane snaps awake and stares towards Esme*
Diane: "Now, what's your opinion on Norman Reedus? I heard he is emotional.
Esme: Who's that? I don't know him... If you want to ask me about people then they must be from the 50's, 60's.... This Norman Reedus man must surely looks like that lady man...
*Esme looks at Hector*
Hector: "Pardon? You think I look like a woman?? Men can have long, beautiful hair too, you know! Just ask Edmund. I think it's preposterous that men are expected to keep their naturally growing hair groomed like a lawn. We are not perfectly tailored robots-- well, maybe HEALTH-E is, but that's beside the point-- we are Tarzans! We are wild and we let ourselves go freely, like nature intended!! The same should be said for all animals, which is a subject I'd love to discuss with you privately later, if you have the time. I hear SeaWorld is finally making some changes...
Juanita Blanco: "Enjoy your-a meal."
Hector: "But enough of that. I am no child, but I just wanted to propose a game if discussion died down. You see, when I was on boat trips with my mates, we'd sometimes play this party game called "Werewolf", also known as "Mafia", to pass the time.... Perhaps you've heard of it?"
Olive: "Ooh, that's your third glass already, Jason."
Esme: All fiction! Fiction, fiction, fiction... Get real young man... I don't keep me up with things that can't teach me real life... And good real men do cut their hair short... What kind of generation is this?
Tate: "Oh no, not that discussion again..."
*Hector angrily picks up his knife but then relaxes after a moment and quietly puts it back down*
Esme: Umm... You want to say...?
*Diane rises to her feet*
Diane: "You all need a serious talking to. Maybe some therapy. You want to murder each other and it cannot continue. Tate and Esme invited us here and we disrespect them!"
Min Hee (through the intercom): "No Diane, the production team in fact invited them."
*silence*
Edmund: "Well... I might as well be the one to break the ice... Where did they get such LOVELY furniture made for this place?! This place looks... divine."
Connie: "Eheheh..."
Diane: "..."
Hector: "Can someone please pass the salt?"
Hector: "No not you HEALTH-E, I don't need your salt."
HEALTH-E: "You know I cannot really eat human food and I do not think you guys can serve scrap."
*Hector notices the saltshaker near Esme*
Hector: "Esme, if you could pass the salt that would be GREAT."
*Esme passes the salt *
Hector: "And, do you enjoy party games? I find them to be quite exciting indeed..."
*Jason sips water out of the cup in front of him, wondering who will speak next*
*Diane wakes up from a small daydream*
Diane: "I feel like I'm the undead, dears."
*Connie places a folded serviette on her lap*
Connie: "What would it be like? Living as an undead, I mean. It must be rather ghastly."
Esme: Dead is dead. Living as the 'undead' is fictional. No such thing, get real people!
Hector: "Thank you, Esme, for the salt. But you never did answer my question about partaking in party games?"
Esme: Games is for kids... Are you still a kid? Sorry I think my glasses are dirty...
Salma: "She doesn't even wear glasses..."
*Esme take her serviette from the table and pretends to clean her glasses*
Esme: "Mmm... You do look like one... Are you a girl?
*Connie smiles at Esme and finishes her glass of water in silence*
Connie: "Why does it not surprise me at all when she said she is not fond of any of those party games you have mentioned? It seems reasonable though, for a person who doesn't seem to be unreal."
Esme: "Are you talking to me, young lady? How rude..."
*Hector laughs. Esme responds by looking at Hector*
Esme: "Are you laughing at me, young lady?"
Hector: "I'M NOT A LADY!! .... Not that there's anything wrong with being a woman, of course... And no, I was just chuckling at myself"
Hector (whispering to Connie): "This woman really needs some glasses...."
*Diane snaps awake and stares towards Esme*
Diane: "Now, what's your opinion on Norman Reedus? I heard he is emotional.
Esme: Who's that? I don't know him... If you want to ask me about people then they must be from the 50's, 60's.... This Norman Reedus man must surely looks like that lady man...
*Esme looks at Hector*
Hector: "Pardon? You think I look like a woman?? Men can have long, beautiful hair too, you know! Just ask Edmund. I think it's preposterous that men are expected to keep their naturally growing hair groomed like a lawn. We are not perfectly tailored robots-- well, maybe HEALTH-E is, but that's beside the point-- we are Tarzans! We are wild and we let ourselves go freely, like nature intended!! The same should be said for all animals, which is a subject I'd love to discuss with you privately later, if you have the time. I hear SeaWorld is finally making some changes...
Juanita Blanco: "Enjoy your-a meal."
Hector: "But enough of that. I am no child, but I just wanted to propose a game if discussion died down. You see, when I was on boat trips with my mates, we'd sometimes play this party game called "Werewolf", also known as "Mafia", to pass the time.... Perhaps you've heard of it?"
Olive: "Ooh, that's your third glass already, Jason."
Esme: All fiction! Fiction, fiction, fiction... Get real young man... I don't keep me up with things that can't teach me real life... And good real men do cut their hair short... What kind of generation is this?
Tate: "Oh no, not that discussion again..."
*Hector angrily picks up his knife but then relaxes after a moment and quietly puts it back down*
Esme: Umm... You want to say...?
*Diane rises to her feet*
Diane: "You all need a serious talking to. Maybe some therapy. You want to murder each other and it cannot continue. Tate and Esme invited us here and we disrespect them!"
Min Hee (through the intercom): "No Diane, the production team in fact invited them."
Diane: "Well, thank you Min Hee."
*she sits back down and folds her napkin twice.
Jason: "Err, Olive..."
Olive: "Yes?"
Jason: "I think I have to use the bathroom..."
Olive: "Oh. You have to do it yourself."
Jason: "Be right back."
HEALTH-E: "Hey, do you think they serve scrap?"
Esme: "No, I'm sorry."
Tate: "This food is awful. Isn't there anything better Esme?"
Esme: Sorry. I will go and get something else."
*Tate grunts in reply*
Hector: "I guess these fellows really could use some emancipation classes."
Esme: "Greetings, young man."
Jason: "Oh, hello. What's with the bread?"
Esme: "Mr Curley didn't like it."
Jason: "Oh-kay?..."
*Salma signals Jason to his ears. Jason realizes he's still wearing his ear plugs*
Jason: "Oh, of course."
*Jason removes his ear plugs*
Jason: "So, what do you think we should talk about? Seen any good movies lately?"
Salma: "Not lately, because I'm focussing on the game, but I can name a few good ones I've blogged about."
*HEALTH-E produces a soft mechanical noise most likely intended by his creators te be a sigh*
HEALTH-E: "I would have preferred if we went somewhere else instead of a restaurant as I would not have anything else to eat. The only real thing I can do here is to talk to other contestants. I know Diane is upset at me for what I did to her even though I could not understand sarcasm. I keep trying to tell her that but she is not listening to me. I know I am in an alliance with Salma and she told she will teach me about sarcasm."
Esme: "Here you go, my dear. Goose liver soup, your favourite."
Tate: "Thank you."
*Hector loses his appetite*
HEALTH-E: "Is this just orange juice?"
Esme: "Oh no, it's motor oil. One of the waiters went out and got this for you. Hope it's delicious."
*HEALTH-E takes a sip*
Jason: "Oh, poop!"
HEALTH-E: "Hey Salma, I am feeling a little bit down. There is not much for me to eat except for really rusty motor oil which I do not enjoy. Plus, I still feel bad for what happened with Diane as she is extremely upset at me and when I try to explain that my programming did not understand sarcasm, she refused to even talk to me. Salma, can you do me a favor and talk to her about it?"
Olive: "You guys, what do you call a cow with no legs? Ground beef! Hahahahahahaha.
*Everybody stares at Olive*
Olive: "Let's all tell jokes to make this less awkward."
Tate: "That's great. I'll go next. What happens to a frog's car when it breaks down? It gets toad away."
*Tate cracks up laughing*
Diane: "Jokes? No thank you. I'd rather another topic please."
Olive: "Why? Do you not like laughing?"
Diane: "I'd rather not hear about woohoos and dead babies, thank you. The things people call jokes nowadays, mind you. Dead people are not jokes."
Jason: "The British are coming! The British are coming!"
*Everybody stares at Jason. Jason chuckles a little*
Jason: "I've always wanted to do that, hehehe."
HEALTH-E: "When are the British going to arrive?"
Jason: "No British are coming. It's from American History. I'd think that would be in your database. Perhaps not?"
HEALTH-E: "I was programmed with medical knowledge not history knowledge. The only history I relatively know of is events that happen in 1980 as my inventor somehow really loved that year."
Edmund: "So if you know what happened in 1980, then you must SURELY know that was the year I won the coveted annual Decor Design Award for the first time and had been winning it ever since!"
*Crickets chirp for a reply*
*The Jetsetters finish the first course*
Juanita Blanco: "Buon Appetito."
Jason: "Lovely. Just like how Janna would cook them."
Olive: "I bet the spaghetti's better."
Jason: "I don't think Roxanne would cook like that."
Olive: "Well, Mama Rox would."
Edmund: "Mmmmm... Looks divine. Much better than Dia-... I mean... Esme!! Tate!! Our lovely hosts... Would you care to tell me some things about yourselves and where you live? Whats it like to live in such a... Lovely... Place like Appaloosa Plains?"
Diane: "This food could be better."
*Diane continues to eat*
Diane: "Edmund is delusional thinking this is better than mine. I'd like to know what they both think of this wretched sty."
*Connie picks up her knife and carefully slices her food*
Connie: "Hmm, I have to say that it tastes marvellous. Nothing is better than good food."
Esme: "Thanks Connie."
Esme: "Life in Appaloosa Plains is good. But I still prefer cats and my husband's companion over the rest of the people here in town."
Diane: "Wretched sty..."
*Tate chokes on his hamburger*
Tate: "Excuse me, what 'wretched sty?"
Diane: "Tate, darling. Did you not hear me correctly? What I meant to say was, I cannot believe you haven't travelled to live in such a place as Sunlit Tides or Hidden Springs. Such lovely places."
Edmund: "Ah. I prefer to steer clear of the felines. Their hair gets all over the place! Nothing ruins a nicely decorated home, than a cat... Well maybe children are worse... So... We've seen a little bit of Appaloosa Plains. What exactly is the town known for? Whats its history? I'm very curious and I can feel my creative flow coming on and I may design something based on this place!"
Esme: The best way to learn about the town is to go out yourself and explore it... *smiling* But about cats.... They are much better than humans.
Edmund: "Ha! Explore..?. We hardly get to leave the rotte-... Lovely... Jetset Ship!"
*Esme finishes her burger*
Esme: "Let me go see if the dessert is ready."
Odessa: "Let me go!"
Esme: "What is going on in here?"
Librarian: "Well Esme, behold this atrocious sight."
Odessa: "I want to strike that jerk for talking bullshit like that about the Jetsetter!"
Min Hee: "The first thing you need to do is a cool down."
Esme: "... The sight is awkward to behold, yes."
Librarian: "I tend to agree. I didn't came here to see these... Atrocious scenes play. I'm leaving soon."
Hector: "While we wait for dessert.... We should play a fun game of mafia to ease the tension! Who's with me?? I can host it."
Edmund: "Mafia? I'm not sure I'm familiar with this game."
Hector: "It's a social deduction game. The town is the majority and the mafia the minority. The town needs to eliminate the mafia before the mafia eliminates them. But I like to change the theme up a bit with my mates while we're out at sea. We do Fish vs. Squids vs. Shark. The fishies act as town, the squids as mafia, and the shark as the lone serial killer role!
So what do you guys say?? Who's down to play?"
Diane: "Mafia? I don't think I can trust a man who talks about these acts in public. How can I tell you're not a spy?"
Connie: "It sounds fun."
Connie wipes her mouth*
Connie: "Do we have enough time to play it now though? I think the dessert would be served in no time."
Olive: "I'm willing to play Mafia after I hear a few more jokes."
HEALTH-E: "Uh oh..."
"
Juanita: "GET OUT! Just because your-a husband descends from the founders, doesn't mean you can-a go and act like you own this place!" >:C
*Esme walks back to the others looking down. She sits down*
*Edmund looks at Esme and completely ignores the cook and her sad face*
Edmund: "So dessert will be soon then?"
Esme: "I think so...."
*Connie smiles at Esme and then at Edmund*
Connie: "I wonder what it would be, desserts are always full of surprises. Key lime pie's been my favourite since childhood."
Esme: "Sorry the cook didn't want me to peek..."
Olive: "Seriously, tell jokes. It is very important that I laugh."
*Diane ignores in annoyance*
Olive: "What is your problem? Loosen up a little, sheez."
*Connie takes out her tablet and starts to browse the Sims Wiki for a while*
Connie: "Mrs. Curley, was that Juanita Blanco, the woman who didn't allow you to enter the kitchen?"
Esme: "Yes, sweetie."
Connie: "I thought she is a friend of yours, is she not? Look."
*Connie shows Esme the Wikia page*
Connie: "... Er, a distant friend, to be more precise."
Esme: "Yep, she can be nasty sometimes..."
Connie: "Haha, I suppose so."
Salma: "Ho ho ho ho ho, wait. How do they know such things?"
Jason: "Yikes."
Felipe Marshall: "FREEZE!"
Connie: "Er, could someone please explain what these officers are doing here? Min Hee? Odessa? Does it have anything do with our delayed-dessert?"
Felipe Marshall: "Where are the mafia folks at? We need them to go downtown with us right now!"
Everybody: "....."
HEALTH-E: "Well, you guys stated you were going to play Mafia. I cannot allow you guys to form a mafia gang."
Felipe: "... Really?"
*Felipe turns to the other policemen*
Felipe: "Guys, false alarm! Again!"
Olive: "Great. Now tell a joke. Go."
Edmund: "Perhaps the dessert will be a cake with the next eliminated player presented in delicious chocolate icing" *licks lips* "Maybe they just can't get Olive's face quite right, so it's taking extra long!"
*Edmund looks at an unamused Olive*
Edmund "Olive... That was a joke... Why aren't you laughing?! I gave you what you wanted!"
Connie: "Teehee-hee, now what's a funny one, don't you agree, Olive?"
Olive: ".........."
*HEALTH-E makes the sigh-y noise again. He is getting annoyed by Olive asking all to tell jokes*
HEALTH-E: "Knock Knock."
Olive: "Who's there?"
HEALTH-E: "1980"
Olive: "1980-who?"
HEALTH-E: "It is just the year 1980, not any other year."
Olive: "Ha. I don't get it. Can someone else tell a joke that is actually funny?"
*Diane patiently snaps her fingers*
Diane: "Esme, when you say, 'dessert soon', you should tell the honest truth."
*Esme gets up and goes*
Esme: "I guess I go and risk my old life again..."
Diane: "You know, Olive, while this may not be a joke, I once heard that this television program features a whole lot of undead people. Interesting, isn't it?"
Olive: "Well, not really."
Diane: "Mmh."
Juanita: "Esme, you came just in time..."
Esme: "Dessert's ready?"
Juanita: "Indeed."
Esme and Juanita: "Enjoy!"
Connie: "To be honest, I was a bit disappointed when our dessert turned out to be Angel Food Cake. Not am I saying that I did not enjoy the cake, on the contrary, it was literally marvellous, but I really wanted to try their Key Lime Pie. Or, maybe I'll have to bake it myself sometime, hope they've got fresh limes on board..."
Olive: "Engeltjescake, wat enig!"
HEALTH-E: "Code7441_Activate... Language_no.6: Nederlands. De correcte term is Engelencake, Olive."
*she sits back down and folds her napkin twice.
Jason: "Err, Olive..."
Olive: "Yes?"
Jason: "I think I have to use the bathroom..."
Olive: "Oh. You have to do it yourself."
Jason: "Be right back."
HEALTH-E: "Hey, do you think they serve scrap?"
Esme: "No, I'm sorry."
Tate: "This food is awful. Isn't there anything better Esme?"
Esme: Sorry. I will go and get something else."
*Tate grunts in reply*
Hector: "I guess these fellows really could use some emancipation classes."
Esme: "Greetings, young man."
Jason: "Oh, hello. What's with the bread?"
Esme: "Mr Curley didn't like it."
Jason: "Oh-kay?..."
*Salma signals Jason to his ears. Jason realizes he's still wearing his ear plugs*
Jason: "Oh, of course."
*Jason removes his ear plugs*
Jason: "So, what do you think we should talk about? Seen any good movies lately?"
Salma: "Not lately, because I'm focussing on the game, but I can name a few good ones I've blogged about."
*HEALTH-E produces a soft mechanical noise most likely intended by his creators te be a sigh*
HEALTH-E: "I would have preferred if we went somewhere else instead of a restaurant as I would not have anything else to eat. The only real thing I can do here is to talk to other contestants. I know Diane is upset at me for what I did to her even though I could not understand sarcasm. I keep trying to tell her that but she is not listening to me. I know I am in an alliance with Salma and she told she will teach me about sarcasm."
Esme: "Here you go, my dear. Goose liver soup, your favourite."
Tate: "Thank you."
*Hector loses his appetite*
HEALTH-E: "Is this just orange juice?"
Esme: "Oh no, it's motor oil. One of the waiters went out and got this for you. Hope it's delicious."
*HEALTH-E takes a sip*
Jason: "Oh, poop!"
*Jason picks up his glass of water*
Jason: "I'm such a clutz. I'll be right be, need to clean up in the restroom."
HEALTH-E: "It tastes... rusty. That is not good."
HEALTH-E: "Hey Salma, I am feeling a little bit down. There is not much for me to eat except for really rusty motor oil which I do not enjoy. Plus, I still feel bad for what happened with Diane as she is extremely upset at me and when I try to explain that my programming did not understand sarcasm, she refused to even talk to me. Salma, can you do me a favor and talk to her about it?"
Olive: "You guys, what do you call a cow with no legs? Ground beef! Hahahahahahaha.
*Everybody stares at Olive*
Olive: "Let's all tell jokes to make this less awkward."
Tate: "That's great. I'll go next. What happens to a frog's car when it breaks down? It gets toad away."
*Tate cracks up laughing*
Diane: "Jokes? No thank you. I'd rather another topic please."
Olive: "Why? Do you not like laughing?"
Diane: "I'd rather not hear about woohoos and dead babies, thank you. The things people call jokes nowadays, mind you. Dead people are not jokes."
Jason: "The British are coming! The British are coming!"
*Everybody stares at Jason. Jason chuckles a little*
Jason: "I've always wanted to do that, hehehe."
HEALTH-E: "When are the British going to arrive?"
Jason: "No British are coming. It's from American History. I'd think that would be in your database. Perhaps not?"
HEALTH-E: "I was programmed with medical knowledge not history knowledge. The only history I relatively know of is events that happen in 1980 as my inventor somehow really loved that year."
Edmund: "So if you know what happened in 1980, then you must SURELY know that was the year I won the coveted annual Decor Design Award for the first time and had been winning it ever since!"
*Crickets chirp for a reply*
*The Jetsetters finish the first course*
*Esme comes back from the kitchen*
Esme: "Main course will be ready in 10 minutes."
Diane: "Oh, wonderful. I've been dying to eat warm food. It's simply marvelous that I don't have to cook for once."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
10 minutes later
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Juanita Blanco: "Buon Appetito."
Jason: "Lovely. Just like how Janna would cook them."
Olive: "I bet the spaghetti's better."
Jason: "I don't think Roxanne would cook like that."
Olive: "Well, Mama Rox would."
Edmund: "Mmmmm... Looks divine. Much better than Dia-... I mean... Esme!! Tate!! Our lovely hosts... Would you care to tell me some things about yourselves and where you live? Whats it like to live in such a... Lovely... Place like Appaloosa Plains?"
Diane: "This food could be better."
*Diane continues to eat*
Diane: "Edmund is delusional thinking this is better than mine. I'd like to know what they both think of this wretched sty."
*Connie picks up her knife and carefully slices her food*
Connie: "Hmm, I have to say that it tastes marvellous. Nothing is better than good food."
Esme: "Thanks Connie."
Esme: "Life in Appaloosa Plains is good. But I still prefer cats and my husband's companion over the rest of the people here in town."
Diane: "Wretched sty..."
*Tate chokes on his hamburger*
Tate: "Excuse me, what 'wretched sty?"
Diane: "Tate, darling. Did you not hear me correctly? What I meant to say was, I cannot believe you haven't travelled to live in such a place as Sunlit Tides or Hidden Springs. Such lovely places."
Edmund: "Ah. I prefer to steer clear of the felines. Their hair gets all over the place! Nothing ruins a nicely decorated home, than a cat... Well maybe children are worse... So... We've seen a little bit of Appaloosa Plains. What exactly is the town known for? Whats its history? I'm very curious and I can feel my creative flow coming on and I may design something based on this place!"
Esme: The best way to learn about the town is to go out yourself and explore it... *smiling* But about cats.... They are much better than humans.
Edmund: "Ha! Explore..?. We hardly get to leave the rotte-... Lovely... Jetset Ship!"
*Esme finishes her burger*
Esme: "Let me go see if the dessert is ready."
Odessa: "Let me go!"
Esme: "What is going on in here?"
Librarian: "Well Esme, behold this atrocious sight."
Odessa: "I want to strike that jerk for talking bullshit like that about the Jetsetter!"
Min Hee: "The first thing you need to do is a cool down."
Esme: "... The sight is awkward to behold, yes."
Librarian: "I tend to agree. I didn't came here to see these... Atrocious scenes play. I'm leaving soon."
Hector: "While we wait for dessert.... We should play a fun game of mafia to ease the tension! Who's with me?? I can host it."
Edmund: "Mafia? I'm not sure I'm familiar with this game."
Hector: "It's a social deduction game. The town is the majority and the mafia the minority. The town needs to eliminate the mafia before the mafia eliminates them. But I like to change the theme up a bit with my mates while we're out at sea. We do Fish vs. Squids vs. Shark. The fishies act as town, the squids as mafia, and the shark as the lone serial killer role!
So what do you guys say?? Who's down to play?"
Diane: "Mafia? I don't think I can trust a man who talks about these acts in public. How can I tell you're not a spy?"
Connie: "It sounds fun."
Connie wipes her mouth*
Connie: "Do we have enough time to play it now though? I think the dessert would be served in no time."
Olive: "I'm willing to play Mafia after I hear a few more jokes."
HEALTH-E: "Uh oh..."
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Juanita: "GET OUT! Just because your-a husband descends from the founders, doesn't mean you can-a go and act like you own this place!" >:C
*Esme walks back to the others looking down. She sits down*
*Edmund looks at Esme and completely ignores the cook and her sad face*
Edmund: "So dessert will be soon then?"
Esme: "I think so...."
*Connie smiles at Esme and then at Edmund*
Connie: "I wonder what it would be, desserts are always full of surprises. Key lime pie's been my favourite since childhood."
Esme: "Sorry the cook didn't want me to peek..."
Olive: "Seriously, tell jokes. It is very important that I laugh."
*Diane ignores in annoyance*
Olive: "What is your problem? Loosen up a little, sheez."
*Connie takes out her tablet and starts to browse the Sims Wiki for a while*
Connie: "Mrs. Curley, was that Juanita Blanco, the woman who didn't allow you to enter the kitchen?"
Esme: "Yes, sweetie."
Connie: "I thought she is a friend of yours, is she not? Look."
*Connie shows Esme the Wikia page*
Connie: "... Er, a distant friend, to be more precise."
Esme: "Yep, she can be nasty sometimes..."
Connie: "Haha, I suppose so."
Salma: "Ho ho ho ho ho, wait. How do they know such things?"
Jason: "Yikes."
Felipe Marshall: "FREEZE!"
Connie: "Er, could someone please explain what these officers are doing here? Min Hee? Odessa? Does it have anything do with our delayed-dessert?"
Felipe Marshall: "Where are the mafia folks at? We need them to go downtown with us right now!"
Everybody: "....."
HEALTH-E: "Well, you guys stated you were going to play Mafia. I cannot allow you guys to form a mafia gang."
Felipe: "... Really?"
*Felipe turns to the other policemen*
Felipe: "Guys, false alarm! Again!"
Olive: "Great. Now tell a joke. Go."
Edmund: "Perhaps the dessert will be a cake with the next eliminated player presented in delicious chocolate icing" *licks lips* "Maybe they just can't get Olive's face quite right, so it's taking extra long!"
*Edmund looks at an unamused Olive*
Edmund "Olive... That was a joke... Why aren't you laughing?! I gave you what you wanted!"
Connie: "Teehee-hee, now what's a funny one, don't you agree, Olive?"
Olive: ".........."
*HEALTH-E makes the sigh-y noise again. He is getting annoyed by Olive asking all to tell jokes*
HEALTH-E: "Knock Knock."
Olive: "Who's there?"
HEALTH-E: "1980"
Olive: "1980-who?"
HEALTH-E: "It is just the year 1980, not any other year."
Olive: "Ha. I don't get it. Can someone else tell a joke that is actually funny?"
*Diane patiently snaps her fingers*
Diane: "Esme, when you say, 'dessert soon', you should tell the honest truth."
*Esme gets up and goes*
Esme: "I guess I go and risk my old life again..."
Diane: "You know, Olive, while this may not be a joke, I once heard that this television program features a whole lot of undead people. Interesting, isn't it?"
Olive: "Well, not really."
Diane: "Mmh."
Juanita: "Esme, you came just in time..."
Esme: "Dessert's ready?"
Juanita: "Indeed."
Esme and Juanita: "Enjoy!"
Connie: "To be honest, I was a bit disappointed when our dessert turned out to be Angel Food Cake. Not am I saying that I did not enjoy the cake, on the contrary, it was literally marvellous, but I really wanted to try their Key Lime Pie. Or, maybe I'll have to bake it myself sometime, hope they've got fresh limes on board..."
Olive: "Engeltjescake, wat enig!"
HEALTH-E: "Code7441_Activate... Language_no.6: Nederlands. De correcte term is Engelencake, Olive."
Olive: "Engeltjescake klinkt beter, hmph."
HEALTH-E: "....."
Connie: "Mmmm... This is delicious."
Hector: "Tate and Esme, would you care to join our game of Mafia, or would you rather sit out and watch?"
*Tate tucks in to the Cake*
Tate: "No, I'd rather watch."
Esme: "I will play."
HEALTH-E: "Jason, do you miss Janna?"
Jason: "Is it that obvious how muh I miss her? Well, since she left I've been feeling... out of place. Janna always helped me to bring me to my sensed and ground. I used to do alright by myself, but now I'm without her after meeting her, I'm feeling kind of... awkward. Kinda weird, we know eachother for a short time, so it's incredibly surprising how much I miss her."
Jason: "Er, sure. A little. But, I barely know her. So, her absence doesn't affect me that much. So, when's mafia starting? Sounds fun. Oh, and I have a joke, Olive. Well, actually it's more like a 'Deep Thought by Jack Handy'. 'If you're robbing a bank and your pants fall down, I think it's okay to laugh, and let your hostages laugh too, because come on - life is funny.'"
Jason: "Ouch... You're right if you want to smack me in the face after that... But you would understand that I need to keep my head in the game, right?"
*Olive suddenly coughs and gasps*
Edmund: "Choke carefully."
*Jason pats Olive's back*
Olive: "Thank you, Jason. No thank you, Edmund."
Hector: "Mafia is starting now! I count 10 at the table, and 8 are playing. That means 5 Innocent Fishies, 2 Guilty Squids, and 1 Lone Shark! I just went around and wrote your identity in the folds of your napkins.
This will be a day-start, and due to time constraints days may end without warning. During the day, you will vote for your fellow marine-life friends in the form of 'Vote: Hector'. Whoever gets majority is lynched. At night, I will turn off the lights, and the two Squids will quietly exit the dining room and enter the kitchen to communicate and tell me who they plan to kill that night. The Shark will do the same, and gets 1 kill per night."
Hector: "To further delve ourselves into the theme....
'Patrick the Starfish was emperor of a colony of fish. He was found this morning with all 5 limbs removed, which only left his core remaining.... We must find who did this to him! We suspect Squids are to blame, each pulling multiple limbs with their many tentacles until his limbs gave way and ripped free from his poor old body. It is time for justice to be served here in the Undersea!!'"
"Roles WILL be announced upon death."
Diane: "Since when does dinner turn into a game of this foul so-called 'Mafia' game? I prefer to eat in peace, not dally over who to 'vote' for during a meal."
Connie: "I hope the manager would allow you to turn off the lights, might it disturb other people?"
Hector: "I'm sure they'll be understanding."
Esme: "I vote for Diane."
Hector: "Our hostess has spoken! And Diane's typical 'better-than-thou' attitude made this decision very easy for 'ole Hector! Diane, Vanilla Fishie, has been lynched! It is now Night. Lights out!! .... I said.... Lights OUT!! .... TATE! Where are you when I need you??"
Tate: "I'm not deaf, young man!"
Diane: "Thank you for ending my time in that blasted game. I'll be finishing my dessert and calling my assistant."
*Diane eats her final bite*
Hosts: STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!"
Odessa: "Well?"
Min Hee: "How do you think it went?"
Some Jetsetters: "Well..." "Err..."
Odessa: "Lets ask you all individually then, one by one. Jason, you had to... Visit the bathroom 3 times, right?"
Jason: "Yeah... I went only twice though, one toilet urgency and one after spilling water."
Odessa: "Yes. But that's only twice, not trice, so you haven't earned anything. Olive?"
Olive: "I did my best for the jokes. I lost my count."
Min Hee: "You did your best. But not enough. Only 5 people, Jason, HEALTH-E, Tate, Edmund and you yourself told a joke, not 6. Again nothing."
Hector: "Same story for me. I did my best to speed that Mafia game up, but not completed."
Min Hee: "Indeed."
Odessa: "Next: Diane. Keep the topic of 5 people talking in a row on The Walking Dead. Success?"
Diane: "I am ashamed to tell that's not the case. Zombies, who would've thought?"
Connie: "Oh man, am I the only one who succeeded?"
Min Hee: "Well, you did succeed indeed. You kept your mouth shut for 15 full minutes in a row. Not hard to do when you're all also just waiting on the main course for 10 minutes in silence. $15.000"
Min Hee: "And now... Edmund.
Edmund: "Kinda hard to let Tate use 200 words on Appaloosa History when Esme begins to answer all my questions for him in the first place..."
Min Hee: "That was a bit of bad luck yes. We're sorry."
Connie: "Mmmm... This is delicious."
Hector: "Tate and Esme, would you care to join our game of Mafia, or would you rather sit out and watch?"
*Tate tucks in to the Cake*
Tate: "No, I'd rather watch."
Esme: "I will play."
HEALTH-E: "Jason, do you miss Janna?"
Jason: "Is it that obvious how muh I miss her? Well, since she left I've been feeling... out of place. Janna always helped me to bring me to my sensed and ground. I used to do alright by myself, but now I'm without her after meeting her, I'm feeling kind of... awkward. Kinda weird, we know eachother for a short time, so it's incredibly surprising how much I miss her."
Jason: "Er, sure. A little. But, I barely know her. So, her absence doesn't affect me that much. So, when's mafia starting? Sounds fun. Oh, and I have a joke, Olive. Well, actually it's more like a 'Deep Thought by Jack Handy'. 'If you're robbing a bank and your pants fall down, I think it's okay to laugh, and let your hostages laugh too, because come on - life is funny.'"
Jason: "Ouch... You're right if you want to smack me in the face after that... But you would understand that I need to keep my head in the game, right?"
*Olive suddenly coughs and gasps*
Edmund: "Choke carefully."
*Jason pats Olive's back*
Olive: "Thank you, Jason. No thank you, Edmund."
Hector: "Mafia is starting now! I count 10 at the table, and 8 are playing. That means 5 Innocent Fishies, 2 Guilty Squids, and 1 Lone Shark! I just went around and wrote your identity in the folds of your napkins.
This will be a day-start, and due to time constraints days may end without warning. During the day, you will vote for your fellow marine-life friends in the form of 'Vote: Hector'. Whoever gets majority is lynched. At night, I will turn off the lights, and the two Squids will quietly exit the dining room and enter the kitchen to communicate and tell me who they plan to kill that night. The Shark will do the same, and gets 1 kill per night."
Hector: "To further delve ourselves into the theme....
'Patrick the Starfish was emperor of a colony of fish. He was found this morning with all 5 limbs removed, which only left his core remaining.... We must find who did this to him! We suspect Squids are to blame, each pulling multiple limbs with their many tentacles until his limbs gave way and ripped free from his poor old body. It is time for justice to be served here in the Undersea!!'"
"Roles WILL be announced upon death."
Diane: "Since when does dinner turn into a game of this foul so-called 'Mafia' game? I prefer to eat in peace, not dally over who to 'vote' for during a meal."
Connie: "I hope the manager would allow you to turn off the lights, might it disturb other people?"
Hector: "I'm sure they'll be understanding."
Esme: "I vote for Diane."
Hector: "Our hostess has spoken! And Diane's typical 'better-than-thou' attitude made this decision very easy for 'ole Hector! Diane, Vanilla Fishie, has been lynched! It is now Night. Lights out!! .... I said.... Lights OUT!! .... TATE! Where are you when I need you??"
Tate: "I'm not deaf, young man!"
Diane: "Thank you for ending my time in that blasted game. I'll be finishing my dessert and calling my assistant."
*Diane eats her final bite*
Hosts: STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!"
Odessa: "Well?"
Min Hee: "How do you think it went?"
Some Jetsetters: "Well..." "Err..."
Odessa: "Lets ask you all individually then, one by one. Jason, you had to... Visit the bathroom 3 times, right?"
Jason: "Yeah... I went only twice though, one toilet urgency and one after spilling water."
Odessa: "Yes. But that's only twice, not trice, so you haven't earned anything. Olive?"
Olive: "I did my best for the jokes. I lost my count."
Min Hee: "You did your best. But not enough. Only 5 people, Jason, HEALTH-E, Tate, Edmund and you yourself told a joke, not 6. Again nothing."
Hector: "Same story for me. I did my best to speed that Mafia game up, but not completed."
Min Hee: "Indeed."
Odessa: "Next: Diane. Keep the topic of 5 people talking in a row on The Walking Dead. Success?"
Diane: "I am ashamed to tell that's not the case. Zombies, who would've thought?"
Connie: "Oh man, am I the only one who succeeded?"
Min Hee: "Well, you did succeed indeed. You kept your mouth shut for 15 full minutes in a row. Not hard to do when you're all also just waiting on the main course for 10 minutes in silence. $15.000"
Min Hee: "And now... Edmund.
Edmund: "Kinda hard to let Tate use 200 words on Appaloosa History when Esme begins to answer all my questions for him in the first place..."
Min Hee: "That was a bit of bad luck yes. We're sorry."
Odessa: "And then there were only 2. HEALTH-E?"
HEALTH-E: "I got both Edmund and Olive to say 1980, besides myself."
Odessa: "3 people said 1980, $15.000 straight in the pocket! Salma?"
Salma: "I'm sorry guys..."
Min Hee: "Since you haven't convinced Esme that Brianne should have won Season 2 of The Mole instead of Taiha, no money has been earned."
Olive: "I know I failed the Challenge myself, but at least I did my best. On the other hand, we have Salma. She never even attempted to bring the topic on The Mole, let alone do her task..."
Salma: "I just never saw that season, okay? And when I do not know anything about it in the first place, I can't convince others about who should've won. Plus, it gave me the chance to sit back and behold what others are doing."
Odessa: "That means you earned a total of $30.000 out of a possible $120.000... And now quiet, all of you! ... You are not allowed to verbally communicate anymore for now. Instead, you'll all be split up and brought to different rooms by Min Hee and me."
Min Hee: "Why? Because tonight, right here at the spot..."
HEALTH-E: "I got both Edmund and Olive to say 1980, besides myself."
Odessa: "3 people said 1980, $15.000 straight in the pocket! Salma?"
Salma: "I'm sorry guys..."
Min Hee: "Since you haven't convinced Esme that Brianne should have won Season 2 of The Mole instead of Taiha, no money has been earned."
Olive: "I know I failed the Challenge myself, but at least I did my best. On the other hand, we have Salma. She never even attempted to bring the topic on The Mole, let alone do her task..."
Salma: "I just never saw that season, okay? And when I do not know anything about it in the first place, I can't convince others about who should've won. Plus, it gave me the chance to sit back and behold what others are doing."
Odessa: "That means you earned a total of $30.000 out of a possible $120.000... And now quiet, all of you! ... You are not allowed to verbally communicate anymore for now. Instead, you'll all be split up and brought to different rooms by Min Hee and me."
Min Hee: "Why? Because tonight, right here at the spot..."
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Min Hee: "You will do the Ranking."
Jetsetters: "What?!"
Jetsetters: "What?!"
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End of Episode 11
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