This is fine. It's fine. We're fine.

[sharpasanarrow]

[Well that was.

Something.

Underneath everyone’s door they’ll find a slip of paper, in shaky calligraphy, that reads:

INVITATION

Meet in the Dining Room.

Do not bring alcohol of any sort.

Upon arrival into the Dining Room it’s clear that this is very much...not a party.

The center of the room is cleared of all tables, and instead has all the chairs arranged in a circle, facing inwards. On the tables pushed to the side are jugs of water, cups, plates of saltines, and several hastily-made pamplets that read on the front ”How to cope with Child homicide” that contains an advisory list:

1. Try not to think about it.
2. Do not get hysterical.
3. Crying is permitted, but keep it within a reasonable volume. (For the consideration of fellow mourners)
4. Maintain civility
5. Do not plunder the belongings of the deceased.
6. No drinking or gambling your sorrows away. Set an example.

Standing in front of one of the chairs already is Mr.Arrow. He clears his throat as people start to slowly come in.]

I gathered you all here because I believed it would be conductive to group morale if we all worked through our feelings regarding recent events. Talk about your feelings with one another, but not with me.

[He steps back a little, out of the circle of chairs, in what seems to be an invitation for people to sit down and discuss with one another.]

Comments

OTA of sorts???

[keyofimagination]

[As Moana talks to Lefou, another man comes into frame near him. While he isn't immediately familiar to anyone in the manor, anyone familiar with the voodoo dolls should realize that he bears a striking resemblance to that one doll.]

Sorry, I'll just be a minute Lefou.

Excuse me but once you're done could you contact me for a moment? I have something I need to discuss with everyone.

[hallotween]

[off-screen]

Rod, no fair! Why do you get to butt in on someone else's time?

[keyofimagination]

Marnie this is about their well-being, you know!

[hallotween]

I'm calling dibs on the next one!

[keyofimagination]

Fine, once I'm done talking to them you can chat all you want.

[hallotween]

Thank you.

[forgottenfounder]

[somewhat further off-screen]

Sshh, I think he's trying to do something important.

[hallotween]

Everyone else is getting to talk to people...

[forgottenfounder]

I'm sure you'll get your turn.

[Or not. He doesn't expect anyone to want to see him.]

[truecalling]

Oh. Um. Hi! Yeah, sure. We'll make sure everyone's together.

[keyofimagination]

Thank you. If you hang up at all just call for "Rod" and I think I should show up.

[theduck]

[far off-screen]

You think? You don't even know?

[keyofimagination]

I'm sorry I don't have a photographic memory of how every single magical object works in the multiverse.

[hallotween]

[and after everything and she also pushes Rod out of the way--]

Hi, Marnie here! I don't know any of you guys personally, but if you could just hand the mirror off to Ratigan's ex-boyfriend, I'd be really grateful!

[truecalling]

Oh, uhm... hi!

[Wait, "Ratigan"? She has no idea--

So she yells out to the group--]

Hey guys, did anyone here date a guy named Ratigan?

[not_over_yet]

[ Interrupting an important discussion about murdering ghosts, there's a ] WhAT?

[ It sorta breaks and swings higher right in the middle. Your voice is just changing again, Basil, it's fine. ]

[truecalling]

[...Rat...igan. Right. Should have thought to ask the mice.]

Marnie here was just asking to speak to Ratigan's ex-boyfriend? Do you know him?

[She's convinced it's either you or Remy. Don't throw Remy under the bus Basil.]

[darnsitall]

[Yelling from the mirror!]

Basil! You're Basil, aren't you! Yes, that's him!

[not_over_yet]

[ FUCK
thanks Sally ]

1/2

[not_over_yet]

[ he doesn't look like a deer in headlights what are you talking about ]

.....I.

Why...?

[not_over_yet]

[ actually wait

just. abandons the exorcism brainstorming session for a sec. ]

What are you all doing, who's talking about Ratigan, who are you talking to?

[theduck]

[tbh he completely steals Marnie's idea once she's done and pushes her out of the way in turn (though probably not as harshly as she did to Rod). he's gay and needs this leave him alone]

Hey, uh-- name's Donald. Listen, if you wouldn't mind hanging up on me-- do you think you could ask this thing to find somebody named Goofy? He's down there with everybody else and... I mean, I can't talk to him from here, but I just... I guess just ask him if he's holding up okay? You can tell him I called.

And tell him I think he's an idiot.

[truecalling]

Oh! Hi Donald!

As soon as I'm done here, I'd be happy to pass along your message! Everyone's really busy talking right now but hopefully I can get a response back to you soon. It's not the most convenient way, but at least we can pass messages now.

[theduck]

Yeah, the back and forth gets old fast. But I don't even need to talk to him, really, I can hear the mirror fine from where we're at.

As long as I know he's not doing anything stupid down there, that's good enough for now. And... thanks.

[truecalling]

Oh. Right. I keep forgetting you all can see us. Alright then. You can count on me.