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]

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.]

[rech]

I’m not going to force you to do anything. However, trials will still take place should one of you commit murder.

[bayoublues]

[hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm]

That's good!

...

I think? It'd be nicer if you could just let us go home.

[rech]

You're still required to stay here. For now, at least.

[bayoublues]

[don't trust like that. Louis crosses his arms and huffs, disappointed.]

Hmph. I see. At least you're makin' more of an effort to make us comfortable.