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

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[She smiles softly.]

....Yeah. I'm not a superhero for nothing! Bringing people hope is a big part of what I do! Least I can do is keep that hope going in myself too.

[astronomics]

There you go. I like the idea of superheroes.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Its a pretty snazzy job, long as you're responsible with it.

...and thanks.

[astronomics]

For what?

[kickbuttseatnuts]

I get... antsy and kind of impulsive when I'm stewing in my head for too long. Made a lot of mistakes like that.

Its good to talk to someone. Remind me to keep the hope.

[astronomics]

You're welcome. I know the feeling.

[ She stands up slowly, yawning despite her attempts not to. ]

But speaking of stewing, I haven't slept in a couple days and I probably should.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Uh absolutely you should! Why are you not in bed right now?

[Sudden Energy is the squirrel girl lifestyle]

[astronomics]

Making sure you're alright, technically. [ She smiles. ] Everyone needs someone watching their back, even superheroes.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

And its very appreciated. But good glory, please get some rest!

[astronomics]

[ Jyn moves one hand up into a loose salute. ]

On it. Goodnight, Doreen. [ Then, to the cat: ] And you too.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[Doreen goes over to wave Mew Mew's hand. She's very grumpy about it, but whatev.]

Night, Jyn!