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]

It's not like I've gone ahead and done it or anything! It's just, y'know... We gotta keep all our options open, right? Even the not so great ones.

[notasingleword]

[She bites her lip. Right...

Ariel won't let Freddie go through it alone though.]

[faciliheir]

[aaaargh] Look, if I tell you I won't try any fell magics without giving you the chance to talk me out of it first, will you relax about my cards?

[notasingleword]

[Although she's pouting, she does nod in agreement.]

[faciliheir]

[well, that's probably the best she'll get.]

Don't worry too much about it. I know what I'm doing. [she says, lying] You know, I can't really use these ones for that, but I can tell futures in other, less... shadowy ways. Maybe I can do it for some of you guys one of these days.

[notasingleword]

[Ariel nods again, forcing a smile. It sounds nice. But only if it's safe...]