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.}

Comments

[arpeggiositar]

[For a moment Demyx stares in disbelief. Really? But he actually finds that funny, he starts laughing]

I can't believe--that one was so bad! I can't believe you really said that!

[aboyandhiscar]

Dude, how could I not! Setup was too perfect to pass that one up.

[He sucks at jokes but my gosh he'll pounce on a bad one when he can.]

[arpeggiositar]

[Making jokes while standing near a hanging dead body. Classy]

You deserve a punch for that, that'll teach you to make bad jokes. It's better than I'd have done, though. I don't have enough wit to think puns on the fly like that.

[aboyandhiscar]

[This room is FULL OF TACT. ]

Maybe not, but at least your throw was still on point. [a beat] That one was an accident. But seriously, you were close!

[arpeggiositar]

I guess I'm good for some stuff.

[Demyx steps out of the room because he doesn't want to be in the same room than the dead body if he can avoid it. You stay inside if you want, Mike, Demyx is staying to the side of the door]

What about you, what are you good for? Wait, let me guess...you look like a sports guy. You do sports?

[aboyandhiscar]

[That he does, as he begins some jumping attempts again.]

--Something like that! Usually I've got a staff on me, but since it looks like I was pickpocketed before coming here, a broom will have to do. But hey, whatever works, right?