**Online Host**
Welcome to Suppan's Labyrinth!

SuppanSandwich: Me? I've had so many names... Old names that only the wind and the trees can pronounce. I am the mountain, the forest and the earth.

SuppanSandwich: I am... I am a starting pitcher. Your most humble servant, Your Highness.

Ofelia: /sits quietly while we watch 45 minutes of Spanish Civil War drama (?)

SuppanSandwich: Before the full moon is above you, you must complete three tasks! /wiggles fingers

JoeyGladstonesBullwinkle: *bursting into room* RAAAAAH! /stumbles forward with open hands like gay zombie

SuppanSandwich: OH NO CRAZY MISTER EYEBALL HANDS, RUN OFELIA RUN

Ofelia: /emotes slightly

**Online Host**
Crazy Mister Eyeball Hands has left the chatroom after like, two minutes.

SuppanSandwich: whew, that was an exciting couple of minutes. Let me hurry up and tell you your tasks so we can watch 15 minutes of a midwife looking concerned.

SuppanSandwich: Task one: crawl into a hole and make a frog vomit. That will take several minutes.

SuppanSandwich: Task two: put the hispanic Pillsbury Doughboy into a tray of milk and bleed on him. This will make your pregnant mother feel better.

Ofelia: ¿que?

SuppanSandwich: Don't worry, it doesn't make sense to me either, but it loosely parallels what is happening in the real world.

SuppanSandwich: Task three: Let the fairies guide you. Obey them unwaiveringly. And when they tell you to unlock the middle keyhole, unlock the one to the left, for some reason.

SuppanSandwich: This is all pretty fucked up and pretty, huh??

Ofelia: /sits quietly

SuppanSandwich: It's almost as exciting as that one episode of Destinos where Raquel Rodriguez makes vegetable faces.

SuppanSandwich: Soo.... okay, I'm going to slink back into the wall here and wait for the season to begin, or for the cool stuff to start happening. Whichever starts first.

Ofelia: /walks around

SuppanSandwich: Okay! Go right ahead.

Go on ahead with the cool stuff.

Ofelia: /walks around

Ofelia: /sits quietly
/emotes slightly