jello? jello anyone?

[negaverse]

[And so, later after that absolutely lovely end to the trial, the guests of the Murder Manor (tm) will find themselves with an invitation slipped under their doors. The handwriting is godawful but still legible, hopefully. They're not signed by anyone though. 

 

PARTY FOR THE DEAD GUY IN THE DINING ROOM

FOOD AND DRINK PROVIDED BY YOURS TRULY

Though, when you actually get there the food is.... definitely not anything you'd ever want to eat. There's chicken in jello, vegetables in jello, cake in jello. Like, nothing is free of jello.

Oh, and the drinks? Among them is a bowl labeled vodka, but it's definitely not vodka. It's actually straight up vinegar, but no one has to know that right? 

Last but not least is an absolutely lovely banner made out of a bed sheet hanging over the door that leads into the area that just says "FUCK YOU" in big letters.

Anyway, go wild. Have a awful great time.]

 

Comments

[rech]

Randall Rech. Former captain of the S.S. Gore.

[a beat.]

Perhaps you know me better as The Phantom. The good doctor was always so extra about introducing me as such.

[bayoublues]

...Doesn't ring a bell.

[Gonna inch away a little. Ghosts are never good news.]

Um. Are you a spirit? Or something?

[rech]

One could say that.

[bayoublues]

[mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ok]

At least you ain't Facilier. That guy had some nasty bones in his body. [A pause.] Uh. No pun intended.

[rech]

Oh, I appreciate the puns.

[Another swig.]

Perhaps you'll be seeing the shadowman again. However, he's...certainly out of commission at the moment.

[bayoublues]

Oh, good. I mean, um, not good? I...I'm not sure how you feel about that man.

[he certainly doesn't want to see him again.

Hm. If Facilier's not around anymore, then...]

If...if you're gonna be in charge here, do you mind maybe givin' me a heat source or somethin'? It gets awfully cold for a reptile like myself.

[rech]

Any particular source of heat? Blankets. Space heater. Fireplace. Microwave.

[bayoublues]

I think a space heater would be nice. A heat lamp would be more ideal, but, er, I realize that's not always feasible.

[rech]

I could perhaps fit your room with heat lamps if it would be to your comfort.

[bayoublues]

That--that would be fantastic, thank you.

[He already likes this host a lot more than Facilier.]

Are you still going to force us to, um...do that. That thing? [He's referring to the trial, of course.]

[pinkflip]

You're the one this whole...ritual's for? This is all your fault?

[rech]

I suppose you'll attempt to dissuade me or what-have-you if I were to say "yes".

[pinkflip]

Of course! Who do you think you are, kidnapping people and putting them through this...this twisted terror?!

[rech]

Randall Rech, former captain of the S.S. Gore. I've said this.

[pinkflip]

But what gives you the right? What are you even doing all this for? We- there are innocent children here, buster, you are not going to just- get away with this!

[ ...It was so much easier to do this under a helmet, with a dang magical bow. ]

[rech]

This is my fourth time organizing such a game, m'am, I already have.

[pinkflip]

F- four...th...

[ She goes pale. That fire seems to be snuffed out, almost immediately. Her protests are weak. ]

You... Someone is going to stop you. This can't go on forever.

[rech]

When?

[pinkflip]

...Soon. It'll happen.

[nachosquire]

Fourth time?

[yes hello what]

H-how the heck have you been able to do this four times?!

[rech]

Newsflash: many people simply don’t care.

[nachosquire]

B-but you've taken families and friends away from their dimensions -- there's somebody that cares about all of us, so why were you able to get away with it so well to be able to do it four times?!

[lostbutnotaboy]

Fourth?! Then... what happened to the rest of the other games?

[rech]

Miserable experiments. All ended in failure. However, at least one of those proved fruitful.

[not_over_yet]

[ ...Ratigan? But wasn't "Randall" Facilier's--AH. HM. A HUMAN WITH RATIGAN'S VOICE.


this is fine.jpeg

also abrupt right-face and march away, nope nope nope, what the hell ]