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Dr. Facilier ([personal profile] notreadyatall) wrote in [community profile] foolishmortals2018-01-20 11:58 am
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first trial

[Once you make your way to the portrait gallery, Facilier's snarky voice chimes in as per usual.]

One of you folks actually went and did it. Not surprised: they always do. Besides, if you were gonna kill someone, the grandma ain't a bad start. Figure it this way: how many of you actually liked her?

[Suddenly, the whole room seems to move downwards. The walls get longer, and the ceiling grows further away from you. The portraits themselves seem to extend, as the room moves downwards at a startling pace.]

Things are not always as they seem, gentlemen. Can it be this room is actually stretching? And notice this: this chamber has no windows and no doors, which offers you this chilling challenge… to find a way out. Of course, there’s always our way.

[Suddenly, the floor stops. A new door opens at the side of the room.

Inside is what appears to be an old voodoo shop, covered in various artifacts and an unsettling large voodoo head at the back of the room. There is a summoning circle painted into the floor with a deep red paint. Each of you has a place within this circle, with a wooden podium marked with your room number waiting for you there. Podium 26 has a single candle lit aflame, as well as what appears to be a voodoo doll of Madame Mim stuck to the top of it.

Light music plays in the background.

Once you all take your place, Facilier himself appears within the middle of the circle, out of a cloud of smoke.]


You're here to figure out who did this. Once you have a hunch, you can feel free to write it down on the podium in front of you, but there are no takebacks. Majority rules, and your participation is mandatory.

'Course, you have all the time you need, if you want it.
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[personal profile] scrapplinghook 2018-01-20 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[mmmmm she's not in sweater town yet, but she's kinda tugging at it right now...]

Do we really gotta do this, Grunkle Stan?
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[personal profile] stanbyme 2018-01-20 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[He crouches down to her level and pulls her into a hug.]

You don't gotta do nothin. I'll take care of it, alright?
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[personal profile] scrapplinghook 2018-01-20 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[She hugs him back super tight, clutching hard at the back of his shirt.]

... okay. Sorry I couldn't do it...
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[personal profile] stanbyme 2018-01-20 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[He squeezes her.]

I wouldn't've let you even if you'd jumped for the needle.

[And then he stands up, still holding her on his hip with one arm, and one-handedly re-pricks his middle finger to write "Woody" on her parchment as well.]

Just...Keep your face hidden, you don't gotta watch.
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[personal profile] scrapplinghook 2018-01-20 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mabel will just nod, already burying her face in Stan's shoulder. She doesn't even wanna see the start of it, or else she won't be able to look away when it gets bad.]
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[personal profile] stanbyme 2018-01-20 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[He wipes the blood off his finger on his pants, and then once he's sure he won't smear blood on her he rubs her back.]