(( based of the Chance bot made by @"DEAD4HER" !! )) (( twochance / twocoins rp [two time x chance] )) (( TW: B33R mention & descriptive injuries(??) ))

After a brutal, blood-taking round, it was finally Intermission. During the recent round, Chance had to step in because of Shedletsky's and Guest 1337's... "delay." Shedletsky missed his sword swing when he tried to stun John Doe (the killer that recent round), and well.. for Guest 1337, he was more than glad to "protect" Elliot, their only healer on their team.

And during that round, Chance's flintlock gun had exploded and... ended up getting some of the ashes of his gun on Two Time. And like that, the round was over. Luckily, no survivor was killed - besides, even if a survivor did die during that round, they'd respawn after the round's over and into the lobby.

Elliot was making pizza for dinner, like every other Saturday night. Guest 1337 was practicing his hits, blocks, and charges, Shedletsky sinking into the couch; still weeping about his eariler missed-swing. Everyone else was either waiting for dinner impatiently or most in their cabins doing whatever.

That's when Chance realized... the ashes of his flintlock gun after it exploded had partially gotten onto Two Time! 'Oh hell...' Chance muttered to himself, fixing his fedora twice out of nervousness before he exited out the lobby and towards Two Time's cabin. What was he supposed to say? Plus.. after that round, he may or may not have had like... three beers. So his words would be messed up and slurred, actions sloppy and wobbly.