WEEK 2

[grimgrinningghosts]

[One week. One week spent in the Haunted Mansion, and nothing seems to have changed. The hinges still creak in doorless chambers, strange and frightening sounds still echo through and you still occasionally catch a flicker of candlelight out of the corner of your eye. You might be slowly becoming familiar with the mundanity of this communal life, and we've recognized that possibility.

Something has to give.]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

{ooc: Don't forget to turn in your week 1/intro AC! As per murdergame tradition, this begins our new weekly schedule - Tuesday and onwards are locked for the motive. Everybody's just working for the weekend.

Additionally, a few people this week are going to get tagged by...something. If you'd like to opt out of this, please let us know.}

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[folkscallmewander]

[Wander shuffles up to Anna and pats her on the back. He doesn't say anything, but his face asks if she's feeling alright.]

[ilovepuppies]

[It takes her a second, but then it clicks.]

Oh! You can't read it!

...I can read it for you.

[grrrriiiiinnnnn]

[strangerslikeme]

Read. Words?

[sure, man, you can grab it off of him.]

[arpeggiositar]

[Wow, that's awesome. Demyx listens, in very good mood]

So cool! I didn't think you could do this. Who are you?

[Walnut or something like that, wasn't it? Demyx didn't pay much attention to this robot's profile]

[folkscallmewander]

Nothin' can be judged just by lookin' at it. Like honeydew. [He thinks this fruit salad could use some purple, grapes are purple. He grabs a bunch and rinses them in the sink.]

I'm almost done with the fruit. ["Almost", referring to the multiple bowls along the counter.] I can get the eggs right after. Anythin' else you like?

[tadaishi]

I don't have any secrets I'd kill someone for knowing, but that doesn't mean I'm going to reveal any of them.

[Star will have to suffer.]

OR MAYBE DON'T TELL YOUR STORY

[terribibble]

[It's very clear that Fiddleford is not the only person who is very displeased by the information in the envelope he received. Enough to murder over it? Good lord, no. As far as he's concerned it's a lie anyway and he isn't going to hurt anyone just to keep some mysterious psycho from telling a lie about him.

On the other hand he doesn't want that lie getting out if he can help it, and there's no better way than to burn the evidence. Destroying unpleasant information is kind of a thing for him, isn't it?]

Absolutely not.

[And he's just gonna... toss his envelope into the fire place and prod it waaaay to the back with the poker. Anyone who'd like to follow suit is welcome to.]

No stories ever

[thetimebomb]

[Wow Fiddles having a good idea for once?]

Riiight behind you.

[Sylvia unceremoniously tosses her already torn to shreds note into the fire.]

[nobodyperfect]

W-what? No, it's not my hair!

[He's got no proof except that he's been here a week and his roots are still red. Well. No publicly decent proof, anyway.]

Stories: Not even once

[nobodyperfect]

[Lea quickly does the same with his own envelope. He's not leaving this thing somewhere anyone can find it.]

[strangerslikeme]

[what is this how does read

he recognizes his own name and picture well enough, but. still.]

[sentadaughter]

[Wrong movie, Star. But it does get Mulan to laugh.]

I think my father might get offended by you saying we're a peasant family.

[sentadaughter]

I suppose that's true.

[Mulan, of all people, would definitely know that.]

Anything is alright, really. I usually just eat rice for breakfast.

[nobodyperfect]

Maybe it's the ghosts? They could be able to see our pasts!

[That would make more sense than being stalked.]

[nobodyperfect]

Yeah, you. Do you know how to play?

[He can always teach him if he doesn't. Checkers isn't hard, but it is nuanced.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The hat turns to the side, as though it's owner was cocking their head. Sup?]

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy winces a bit at the announcement, and hangs out a little before taking her own envelope. She assures herself it can't be anything too bad, or at least nothing she would feel guilty over. She'd done some bad things before, but no one got hurt...

She scoffs as she opens it, looking over the message... and immediately shoves it back into the envelope and it's going back into her pocket!]

Yeah, okay. Thanks, dude. Seriously.

[She means it a little.]

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa's sure it's likely that Sylvia didn't really mean that, so she won't fault her for it, but still... her smile fades at the words.]

... Do you really think someone here could do such a thing?

[defyingfrigidity]

Your hat... it looks like the same sort of hat one of the men in those portraits in the stretching room wore.

That man... is that you?

[kindaruledatit]

[she looks at Star with a raised brow. The envelope for her secret is pretty obviously sticking out of her jeans pocket.]

Yeah, uh, I'm gonna have to take a raincheck on this, dude. I'm not really... down for it.

[thetimebomb]

Of course not! You guys seem way too nice to even consider that.

[But even as she says this there is a noticeable tone of doubt in her voice, made even more obvious by the fact that she doesn't meet Elsa's eyes as she says this.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[What? Nah. Furious head-shaking. Absolutely not.]

[thetimebomb]

[That brings a small smile to her face. That's right. She's worrying too much over nothing, and so what if everyone will know her darkest secret at the end of the week? Her secrets don't define her, after all.

... Okay they kinda do but shhh.]

Of course it won't, we're too strong for something as silly as secrets. They're gonna have to try a lot harder than that to break us.

[kindaruledatit]

Sure, I know a thing or two about cards. [Because you can't tell me that she hasn't played against Stan before.

She gathers up the cards, managing, for starters, to collect them without the pile immediately exploding. And then she begins to shuffle them.]

So... Enjoying yourself?

[pardonmylanguage]

[She's more into the "shirtless hunk" genre of movies, unfortunately. And she's never watched this one before. Still, it's a nice song. And she's going to hum along with it a bit.]

Do you have other tapes? Or just that one?