WEEK 2

[grimgrinningghosts]

[One week. One week spent in the Haunted Mansion, and nothing seems to have changed. The hinges still creak in doorless chambers, strange and frightening sounds still echo through and you still occasionally catch a flicker of candlelight out of the corner of your eye. You might be slowly becoming familiar with the mundanity of this communal life, and we've recognized that possibility.

Something has to give.]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

{ooc: Don't forget to turn in your week 1/intro AC! As per murdergame tradition, this begins our new weekly schedule - Tuesday and onwards are locked for the motive. Everybody's just working for the weekend.

Additionally, a few people this week are going to get tagged by...something. If you'd like to opt out of this, please let us know.}

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MONDAY

[grimgrinningghosts]

[whistlenotchirp]

[Jiminy feels weird. Sure, a couple days in one place is a bit much, but we all go through difficult stages in one's life. But a whole week? That's a huge part of a crickets lifespan! Its got him a little antsy. He does a lot of strolling to get his mind off things.

Against his better judgement, he visits the game room a couple times, particularly the slot machine. He shouldn't encourage gambling. Its a filthy habit that leads to all sorts of wrongdoing.

...But it'd be nice to get the edge off. And he wins something everything time! Another badge for his collection, that's a nice one. At one point though, he finds a cockroach waiting for him.]

Well! I'll be darned! Wasn't expecting a more friendly looking face. Oh, better watch your step, lots of spiders about. [It doesn't answer him. It's kind of super rude?

Another slot machine drop grants him a, uh, rather particular item that he feels the need to steal into the Conservatory late, without anyone's prying eyes.

To his credit, all he's done is set a little picnic out of napkin and the pizza he got from the machine. The figurine can't exactly sit, but he's propped her up next to the window. Jiminy himself has got his arm wrapped around her, having done a whole "fake yawn as an excuse" routine earlier.]

Beautiful night, isn't it? [He has a problem.]

Conservatory

[thetimebomb]

[Sylvia was just going to spend some time in her moping room/the conservatory when she sees Jiminy. She's... not sure if she should laugh or feel terribly sorry for this guy.]

This is by far the most depressing thing I've seen in a long time.

[She's starting to get the feeling that this guy might play one too many dating sims in his time. (Even if that's not true.)]

From beyond

[candlelightsflicker]

[When Jiminy sleeps that night, he finds himself somewhere else.

It's a place that will come off as shady in intent, a place that do-gooders like Jiminy would stay away from. Smoke litters the air, and Jiminy's vision renders it entirely gray-scale. Looking down at himself, Jiminy will note that he himself is rendered in black and white.

One side of the bar will seem more enticing than any other. Namely, because there looks to be a figure shrouded in smoke in that corner.

Investigate?]

game room

[tangerinetrees]

[ Oh, that's... ONE OF THOSE THINGS IS, UM. ]

Did... that big glove come out of there, Jiminy?

conservatory

[kindaruledatit]

[well whenever her plan inevitably fails, Wendy leaves for a while, but eventually comes back to the conservatory... and happens across this little. scene.

she doesn't know what to say for a moment, though she won't have to. An involuntary snort slips out.]

Game Room!

[aboyandhiscar]

The spiders ain't so bad.

[Mike comes wandering in, wondering who's talking--oh it's the little bug dude. And...another bug?? Is every animal sentient here??]

Iiiis that another guest, or. . .?

Conservatory

[arpeggiositar]

[Demux had just entered the place, not noticing Jiminy until he was close nearby]

Oh! Oh, sorry, I didn't notice you were on a date, my bad.

[He starts walking away until he realizes the cricket was having a date. Wait what? A date with who? Thats why Demyx curiously returns, trying to take a look without being noticed]

game room

[trashcubes]

[WALL-E rolls into the game room to look at some more of these games, but upon spotting Jiminy, they come closer curiously until...]

Oh!

[The cockroach turns to look at the robot... and it makes a slight noise of what might be glee, apparently recognizing WALL-E as it immediately scurries over to his side as WALL-E puts a hand down to let it crawl onto.]

attn ghostly people

[defyingfrigidity]

[As someone who was confined to the inside of a castle for over a decade, one would think that Elsa's a master of finding things to do in a setting like this. But... she's really not. It was easy enough back home, where she had a vast library to go through and her (failed) training at controlling her magic.

Here... it was only a matter of time until all of them have checked out everything the mansion had to offer. So she's getting a little restless now, wandering about with no clear destination in mind. So, for most of the day, Elsa can be found anywhere!

Eventually though she makes her way to the stretching room, which she hasn't been to since she last spoke to Tadashi. She hadn't been paying much attention to the portraits themselves then, or when they first met their host, but now that she looks at them..... wait, hold on...

After she's gotten a good look at one portrait specifically, she makes her way to the game room. She looks distracted, but not too distracted, and takes a seat next to the chessboard. She's not sure if she needs to prompt the ghost she played with the other day into action, but just in case....]

Excuse me... the ghost I played with before. Are you here today?

stretching room

[chainbroke]

[ You know, as long as she ignores the dead body, it's fine. She's in here mostly to poke around a little, when she sees Elsa. ]

Oh... hello, Elsa.

[folkscallmewander]

[Boredom is affecting Wander, too, though it manifests as general agitation. Agitation that he is working to stave off by lying on the recently mopped wooden floors of the conservatory and attempting to do the back crawl across the room. He'll need to take a shower after this, but hey, it would be worth it.

He doesn't hear Elsa come in, so she is greeted by the sight of an orange muppet on his back staring at the ceiling, waving his limbs to propel him inch by inch.]

Study

[thetimebomb]

[Sylvia was a bizarre mixture of quietly terrified and completely bored. After boredly wandering around the mansion she finds herself in the study, just idly trying to extinguish the first by pouring water on it. Not that she really wants to, but maybe something will happen if she manages to succeed?

When she sees sees Elsa aimlessly wandering, she gives her a tired wave before splashing some more water at the fire.]

Having fun too, huh?

[Ugh she almost wished someone would die just so something could happen.]

game room

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It takes a moment. But after a small while, a bowler hat flickers into existence above one of the chairs. Sup?]

In the kitchen

[wannagetsmote]

[Congrats, Elsa, in your wanderings you stumbled onto Maui cooking up some lightly fried fish filets. As he works, Maui hums to himself, a little tune that sounds something like this. And after a short while, he turns around to grab some spices and --

Promptly squeals like a girl.]

Don't sneak up on me like that!

stretching room

[capulion]

[Kiara is also desperately looking for something to do. Despite her own parents' best efforts to keep her safely confined, she's used to being able to wriggle her way out and get into trouble and up to adventure.

This while 'building' thing is a drag. She sniffs her way into the stretching room, simply out of a desire to do something, and finds Elsa examining one of the portraits very closely.]

Notice something?

[ilovepuppies]

[Through some miracle, Star has managed to go an entire week without magic. It wasn't exactly her first choice, but being in a house that's obviously full of the stuff made it a little easier to deal with.

By now, though, she kinda starts to think that maaaaaybe she should be a little more concerned about the whereabouts of her wand. And there's so many secrets and locked doors here, it could be hidden anywhere!

Of course, she doesn't necessarily need her wand to try and unlock these secrets.

Throughout the day, you can find her in the study, being uncharacteristically quiet, sitting cross-legged and staring intently at certain things- a book on a shelf, a drawer in a desk, the roaring fireplace. Sometimes her eyes are closed, like she's meditating. Getting closer will reveal that she's quietly muttering to herself:]

Dip down... dip down...

[She also takes another crack at the stairs today. Sometimes she's running up them as fast as she can, other times she's slowly and deliberately taking them one step at a time.]

C'monnnn, there's gotta be a trick to this!

stairs

[tadaishi]

[Today, Star has an audience in her quest to get upstairs. He even has popcorn.]

I don't think the speed matters.

[So helpful.]

Stairs

[arpeggiositar]

[Back at those again? Well that's...a bit encouraging]

Why don't you launch yourself upwards, somehow? Instead of stepping all over the stairs.

[Demyx must be real bored if he's actually playing along]

stairs

[kindaruledatit]

[What]

Uh, are you okay?

[folkscallmewander]

[It's been a week. Alright. That's not too bad. They needed a week for everyone to bond, that's all. Now they can really work as a team and get out of here. They just. Need to actually get together. We'll all resting after that success of a party.

He'll feel better after breakfast. Early in the morning, Wander is found in the kitchen, either frying eggs or cutting up fruit. A lot of fruit. His hands are a bit jittery, okay? Maybe everyone wants some apples or oranges or honeydew or pomegranates to munch on during the day. And if he's going to cook for everyone, why not prepare some bacon? Non-vegetarians and non-vegans like bacon, right?

There's about ten slices prepared by the time he's had enough. He's not eating any, judging by his plate of fruit, toast, and eggs, but he's staying in the kitchen just in case someone wants more bacon.

Afterwards, he piles the uneaten fruit into 20 bowls and labels them:]

FREE FRUIT CUPS!

Please take a fork and a bowl and enjoy this fresh offering of healthy snacks!

Lots of Love!

Wander :)

[Afterwards, he can be found anywhere people are hanging out. Another point of business today: the items he retrieved from the slot machine. The bobblehead belonged to Mike, so the snowglobe, outfit, and hockey surely must belong to someone else.

He's wearing the cape and helmet while holding the snowglobe in his green hat, using the hockey stick as a walking stick when he approaches you.] Sorry for interruptin', but are any of these yours?

[chainbroke]

[ A few days had made her fret about not being able to go back. A week, though? It's met with Naminé worried than she's ever been. It's no wonder she's found around the hallways, just walking to work off some of that incredibly anxious energy.

Walking around is good and fine, but it's all aimless. So Naminé finds herself in the gallery at some point, looking absolutely unnerved at those paintings. She gets creeped out pretty quickly, so she hurries out and to the the study, where she spends a lot of time poking through things. Surprisingly, there's quite a lot of material to write and draw on, so she grabs some of that.

It occurs to her that she hasn't really eaten, and she kind of likes food, she's learned! She goes to the kitchen, and spends a looooong time trying to figure out what to eat. Maybe she needs some help... ]

[tangerinetrees]

[ It's been a week. A week is... a long time. Karolina supposes there's nothing incredibly pressing left for her to get to at home, so she definitely can afford to spend time trying to stall this out (maybe if there's no murders they'll just let everyone go??), but this isn't exactly easy to wait out nonetheless. She's worried about her friends, back home, and... well, it looks like no adults are gonna come and save them.

Wow, what a surprise.

She spends a lot of time just walking around the foyer in particular, occasionally pressing a button on the wall of bios to listen to the song that plays. ]

Ugh, I miss iPods.

[ She then walks into the game room to... play some solitaire? She seems frustrated about it. ]

Ughhhhhh...

[ It turns out that she... can't shuffle. She's trying very hard, but it's not working.

Then, later into the evening, she can be found in the conservatory, with her bracelet off! She she's bright sparkly rainbow colors, and she's sort of... got her arm out and is focusing very hard on one of the windows. Huh, wonder what that's about? She looks frustrated. ]

[kindaruledatit]

[It's been a whole week, has it? Not that it was really that bad so far - sure, they had run into ghosts, and even threw a party for the sake of getting to know one another better. That was fine, Wendy liked it, but even someone like her would start to show cracks eventually. She's taken to wandering around the rooms, checking out walls and things that look like cracks. Anything could be a secret entrance, right?

That's how it worked for Dipper and Mabel. Who knew.

Eventually, she finds herself in the conservatory and takes some time looking through the windows at the graveyard beyond. Graveyards weren't so bad, she hung out in one more then once. It didn't unnerve her.

...But the door in here was another matter, the one that had stayed completely un-openable all week... Hmm.]

Well, nothing ventured...

[She pulls her axe from the loop on her hands, and marches towards the door. She squares it up....]

Here's Wendy...!

[...And she starts to strike at it, hard, precise chops, trying to see if she can take this door down once and for all.]

[nobodyperfect]

[After a week of trying to lie low, Lea's a little more confident. This is why he's among the biographies, reading up on his fellow prisoners.

Hey, if he has to stay with them, he might as well do his homework for once. Some of the pieces are longer than others, but he's learning. And not touching the music buttons this time.

Later he can be found in the kitchen cooking. Or attempting to. Committing lunch, as it were. If this place had smoke alarms, they'd be going off as he neglects his frying pan to do something with egg whites. Whatever he's trying to make, he's failing.

After that, he'll be in the game room. He might not be too interested in activities, but if he doesn't have his weapons, he'll do the next best thing to fighting his new acquaintances; he'll invite them to play a game of checkers.]