This Used to Be the Life but I Don't Need Another One

[stenchus_rodentus]

[Well Ratigan couldn't care less about what happened, but he really didn't get his fill of partying from the bar and everyone simpering wasn't how he wanted it to go down. Soon after the trial little notes are slipped beneath each door.]

You are cordially invited to a mourning party in the lobby. RVSP ASAP.

[In the lobby Thalia will have moved some tables to the lobby and provide her choice dish of cheeseburgers along with a smattering of bread, fruits, and vegetables. Reyna will have brought along hot chocolate galore.

For those that aren't your thing? Well in honor of the recently departed there's pine tree shaped cookies (Thanks Thalia.) and triangle crackers with cheese (thanks...Ratigan?). And there's a helping of drinks if the bar wasn't enough for you wink wink. Ratigan has every intention of making this a party.]

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[hallotween]

[so marnie is like super ready to ignore the note entirely and just alternate between fuming and moping in the comfort of her own room.

but it turns out wow she actually hasn't eaten anything today so that's. probably something one wants to do.

so a bedsheet ghost makes its way to the lobby, absorbs a cheeseburger into its folds, and then fwumps onto a chair.]

[coulombslaw]

Hey. Uh, sorry for, you know, restraining you.

[It's not like Virgil didn't have a reason to do it, but he can't blame Marnie for flipping out. This hotel has everyone at the edge of a mental breakdown]

[hallotween]

It's fine. I kinda went crazy back there, when he... [cheeseburger-eating noises] I'm sorry for seriously considering biting you.

[coulombslaw]

[Virgil's lips twitch upwards a bit. Something about her apologizing about maybe wanting to bite him is kind of funny -- because that's so ridiculous, hah. This is no time for laughing, though. It's mourning time]

I can't blame you. I know how it feels, wanting to do something to the person who hurt someone you liked. It's...something I think most of us here will feel, if everything continues going like it has so far.

[The next few weeks won't be much better than these past two weeks, yeah]

[hallotween]

... It's gonna, right. It's just gonna keep on going.

If someone like Merlin wasn't strong enough to fight against the magic of this place... [how can she even think she can do anything.]

[coulombslaw]

That guy won't have the upper hand forever. At some point he'll be careless, and that's when we all have to do something. Save your energy for that moment.

[No bad guy is perfect at keeping control of the situation. It's matter of time before the right chance presents itself]

[hallotween]

How long are we supposed to wait for that? How big will "we all" be when it happens?

[anasty]

[ Ursula approaches, hands clasped together and a delicate, sympathetic frown on her face. ]

How are you feeling, dear?

[hallotween]

Awful. I haven't cried over anything in a really long time.

[sighs] He'd probably be disappointed that I acted like that. I was being a jerk.

[anasty]

You're upset. I assure you, no one here blames you.

[ And if they do, screw 'em, is the implication. ]

As for Merlin, well... You got that temper honestly, honey.

[ Smirk. She almost looks... fond? ]

[hallotween]

[the very slightest of hehs from under the sheet.]

My whole family is like that, I think. Gosh, if you could see how mad my mom can get over stuff that's way less important than this...

I'm mostly just mad at the Narrator now. [decisive nod] I think that's the right kind of anger for this place.

[anasty]

You're a witch, darling. Magic makes the blood hot.

[ She puts a hand on her hip and tosses her head, grinning. ]

You'll do yourself more favors by owning it than trying to shame yourself.

Actually... That's part of why I'm here.

[hallotween]

[cocks head to the side]

What?

[sentree]

[ ...Oh, Marnie. Thalia brings over some hot chocolate and snacks. ]

Hey. I'm sorry for snapping at you.

[hallotween]

I was snapping back. It was like Pay Per View out there.

[she can like KINDA SEE from in these blankets so she can reach out for the stuff but she isn't getting out.] Everyone seems really upset. Except Ratigan. I don't think he ever gets upset about things.

[sentree]

[ Ohh, there's a grumbling face. ]

Ratigan... I thought it was weird when he expressed interest in hosting. Such a damned fool, I... [ That's not what this is about right now. ] It...was a tragedy. It's hard to celebrate their lives when we're focused on that.

[hallotween]

I don't know if we can keep going through with this. The whole trial thing. [pause] We're all just gonna tear each other apart over the next one, and he'll just keep watching. He acts all above it all, but he has to enjoy it.

[sentree]

Enjoy it, or just...be above it. Not caring, like we're just...dolls, or stories. A blink of an eye in his existence. ...I don't know which one's worse, honestly.

[hallotween]

[bitterly] He's probably not used to there being an aftermath. In the show, you never have to deal with what comes after the awful twist. That's the end.

[stenchus_rodentus]

[You do you ghost girl. Felicia and her master are trotting by with her master in tow as Ratigan makes note.]

Well, if it isn't the resident magician.

The choice of costume is unorthodox I must say.

[hallotween]

Trust me, you wouldn't wanna see what's under here. [is this rat gonna test her patience lord...]

[stenchus_rodentus]

Your choice of attire is of no concern if you're human.

[Not really but...]

Thank you for coming to my party.

[hallotween]

[dryly] You're forgetting the "mourning" part, you know.

[stenchus_rodentus]

It's a burden I must carry as the host, I'm afraid.

[Solemn swing.]

Inside my heart is breaking, my makeup may be flaking...but my smile...still stays on~

[hallotween]

You realize that basically my grandfather just died, right. And you're singing.