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

[faciliheir]

Yes.

Think if we make sad noises at Remy enough, he'll cave in and make us some?

[bayoublues]

I think after his curse, he'll be more than happy to make some edible food for once. [He laughs, but there's no humor in it.]

I dunno 'bout you, but I'd rather eat something plain right now. Um. That was a...a harrowing experience, and I don't think my stomach can take it.

[faciliheir]

Nah, I need sweet stuff. I've heard that people do something called "eat their feelings," and I've never really had a chance to try it out.

[bayoublues]

That...that's not a half-bad idea, actually. I might follow your example.

Alright. To the kitchen, then?

[faciliheir]

To the kitchen. [and off we go on our magical adventure]

If you eat an entire container of ice cream at once, do you die? I heard somebody say once that your brain freezes up and you die.

[bayoublues]

[ah...the magic of transitions]

What? Really? [He muses on this prospect for a moment.] Well, um, once I ate a bunch of ice cream too fast and then it felt like my brain was dying, so maybe there's some truth in it. But it wasn't even a whole container.

[faciliheir]

I mean, I'm pretty sure Mal was the one who told me that, so it was probably just a trick to get my cone... Still. Don't really wanna see how you execute a pint of Rocky Road.

[gallows humor is healthy right]

[bayoublues]

[As Louis digs through the freezer, he winces visibly at the word 'execute'.]

Maybe not the most appropriate joke to be makin' at this time.

[He pulls out a carton of strawberry ice cream and chocolate ice cream.]

What's Rocky Road ice cream made out of, again?

[faciliheir]

Didn't know Arrow deputized you to the Fun Police.

[shrugs] Don't know. I just like the name of it.

[bayoublues]

[huffs]

Mr. Arrow ain't--[he glances over his shoulder just in case there are any kids or, god forbid, mr arrow himself]--shit. It's just...y'know.

[He inspects the carton of chocolate ice cream for a second before scooping it out into a separate bowl. He then takes chopped almonds, sprinkles them on top, and presents it to Freddie.]

Does it look like a rocky road, yet?

[faciliheir]

I guess everybody is gonna be pretty sensitive over Dolly kickin' it for a while.

[and meanwhile freddie now knows A Whole Swear

nods] Looks pretty rocky to me.

[bayoublues]

Eugh. No. Woody's thing was just weird and scary. The meat? And the head? [He shudders.] Now that was weird, scary, and horrifying.

[brb freddie he's gonna open up this carton of strawberry ice cream and shove his whole snout into it. it's fine.]

[faciliheir]

Oh, right, that. I can't believe Prince Charming summoned dead body parts from the beyond with Fairy Godmother's wand. You can't make this stuff up.

[... so she doesn't actually realize the other ice cream is for her and is kinda ignoring it?]

[bayoublues]

[After finishing nearly half the tub of ice cream, Louis realizes that Freddie has Not been partaking in this sugary dairy escapade.]

Oh. Um. Aren't you gonna eat your ice cream?

[There's strawberry ice cream everywhere on his face.]

[faciliheir]

"Yours?" [umm... oh! gestures.] Is... that for me?

[bayoublues]

Yep! Dig in.

[He's gonna add a shit ton of sprinkles to his carton--like, there's practically a puddle down where he's eaten. Then back to stuffing his face with it. After a few moments--]

Ack. Egh.

[Brainfreeze.]

[faciliheir]

[HUH weird. but okay. and she's literally bringing a spoon to her mouth when Tragedy Strikes.]

-- Uh. You okay?

[bayoublues]

[just. give him a second. he smacks himself in the face a few times to try and make him come to his senses.

After a few seconds, Louis tentatively licks a bit of ice cream from the tub.]

I'm okay! Phew, that was painful and cold. Um. Don't eat this stuff too fast.

[you have been warned, freddie]

[faciliheir]

[nods solemnly] Gotcha.

[so now she's eating but, like. slowly.]

It's so wicked how they can keep stuff cold like this!