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]

Fidds? Hmmm... [Demyx considers that for a moment. Well, maybe Fiddleford would own one, if it warded ghosts or something] I see. You know, I bet Fidds would be grateful to be told he left his doll here. Bet it's full of salt or something.

Thanks for the info, I'll tell him later about it.

[Demyx makes a big show of leaving the conservatory, waving back and all, but once he's out of the conservatory he peeks inside, trying to see what Jiminy is going to do now. You're not fooling anyone, cricket]

[whistlenotchirp]

[He's throwing a huge mental breakdown tantrum, alternating between running toward the door, then stopping and trying to keep himself calm and collected. Its fine, no one else- he needs to get it right away- no, just let it go, people won't figure out a- HE HAS TO STOP HIM FROM REVEALING- its fine. We're fine.]