forget your high society
- fucking guess
It’s been about a month since the forceful takeover of the Showhouse by the malicious lioness of a song known as Be Prepared. The previous owner, Hot Mess, was thrown to the clutches of the Beast that lurks the Showhouse, never to be seen again…
And perhaps, now that she was gone, the patrons of this theater think to themselves, the merciless slaughter would end and the building could be used for what it was intended for: a nice place for people to enjoy some good music.
This was not to be so.
For one lone survivor from the seizure of the Showhouse remains: Hot Mess’ lover, Unfurl. It goes without saying that after barely escaping and witnessing the ritual sacrifice of his love, that the former co-owner would seek revenge, the death of her murderer.
So it seems that the murders have begun again. The Beast is once again awakened by the smell of fresh blood as a fresh set of murders stains the stage. It would seem Unfurl has granted his blessing, the blessing of murder, to a select lucky few, whom are given one mission.
“Kill the newest patrons of the Showhouse and feed them to the beast, And don’t stop until you’ve murdered the owner herself.”
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