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

[aboyandhiscar]

Been asking myself the same thing, Whiskers. Not that I'm a nature nut or anything, but being cooped up this long makes me feel like a caged animal--no offense.

[capulion]

[Why would that be offensive?]

I'm pretty sure we're all caged animals right now.

[Don't ask how she knows the word caged just go with it.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[there are a lot of bones in the outlands those elephant ribs are totally cages]

Fair point!

Just feel like I need to DO something, but the doors and glass are unbreakable, and so far, the walls are fireproof. What do lions do when you feel trapped?

[capulion]

[You're not wrong.]

Well I've tried a lot of the same stuff. I clawed the windows, I dug at the ground, I chewed some stuff up.

I've never been unable to find a way out, before.

[She sounds kind of defeated, actually.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[Well dang. Now he feels bad for moping. He pauses in his tracks, frowns, and then instantly perks up.]

. . .

Well hey, you're a lion. Queen of the jungle! You'll probably be the first of us to find a way outta here. I wouldn't sweat it--besides, us humans are used to being in houses. But a lion? Jeeze, you deserve a prize for adapting!

[capulion]

[She actually looks super bashful at that, scuffing the toes of one paw into the floor and flicking her ears.]

That's very sweet of you to say! I hope your belief in me isn't misplaced.

[aboyandhiscar]

Nah, I think it's spot on, don't sell yourself short. And besides, you haven't like, pounced or eaten anyone so heck, as far as I'm concerned, you're the coolest cat on the block.

[capulion]

[She giggles, half nervous and half pleased. Nobody has ever given her such unconditional support like this before. She has no idea what to do with it.]

I don't know if I'm very 'cool' but I also wouldn't want to eat any of you!

[Bad eating on a monkey, to begin with.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[Is what he does! Better to cheer up others instead of getting his anxiousness everywhere. He laughs!]

"I wouldn't eat you" is the best thing I've ever heard anyone say. Totally a sign of a good queen. Just keep up that attitude, you're gonna make it.

[capulion]

Pffff!

[That's such an utterly ridiculous thing to say, she loses herself to giggles.]

I'm not sure that makes a leader.. [But with that whole circle of life and respect the lives of prey thing, he could be on to something.]

But I appreciate the pep talk.

[aboyandhiscar]

All sorts of things make a leader. Trust me, there's no grab bag of traits. You're doing just fine.

And no prob. Sometimes a little pick-me-up is just what the doctor ordered.

[capulion]

[She shuffles, a bit embarrassed, but smiles as she stares at her paws. Even from someone she's known barely two weeks, that means a lot. More than she wants to admit.]

Sometimes I'm sure I don't want to be a princess, you know.

[aboyandhiscar]

[well that's a surprising comment. Mike gives her a curious look.]

Yeah? Why not? S'all the pressure and whatnot?

[capulion]

[It's a surprise to her to admit it! She isn't looking directly at him.]

Sorta? I guess? Not really. It's a lot of things, I guess.

[She's even mumbling.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[its kinda bizarre listening to a giant cat with insecurities, but Mike brushes that thought aside for now, as he's genuinely curious. He hums to himself a little]

Well, nothing wrong with a little doubt. Shows you're really thinking this through! I don't know much about royalty, but I figure you've got a lot you're gonna be responsible for.

[capulion]

[My dude she could fill a suitcase with the baggage of her insecurities.]

Yeah, no kidding. And... a lot to live up to. And just.

[She swishes her tail as she thinks.]

It's like when you're trying to squeeze through something and your whiskers gave you every hint you could fit except for some reason you don't and then you get stuck.

[aboyandhiscar]

Uh.

[what

welp he's just gonna roll with it]

. . .yeah! Or thinking you can make a jump, but you overestimate juuust a little bit, and then you and the car go crashing. So yeah, super frustrating, I get that. [sort of]

But at least, once you realize you can't fit, you can back up, take a sec, and then find another way through. Your own way! So that's something.

[capulion]

[She never claimed to actually be good at metaphors.

She has no idea what you're talking about either, dude, so.]

My own way... heh. [She laughs but still looks a little sheepish.] I don't know how well that would go over, but... thanks.

[aboyandhiscar]

No prob, Whiskers.

Guess you can see once you get outta here.

[capulion]

[She purrs and rubs her head gently against him.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[dogs maybe Mike's fave animal ever but lions are giving them a RUN FOR THEIR MONEY RIGHT NOW. He'll just pat her head fondly, best giant cat that could maul all of them if she wanted to ever.]