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

[wannagetsmote]

Uh... [Heck. He hadn't even realized she was there. Panicking, he pointed a finger to his chest, toward the tattoo now glowering furiously up at him.]

It was the little guy. Couldn't control himself.

[heartofold]

Oh? ...is that so?

[She looks down to the tattoo for confirmation.

She knows this probably isn't the case, but-- she's playing along.]

[wannagetsmote]

[Unlike Maui, his inky counterpart was a far more honest creature, at least for kind girls and women. He quickly shook his head and frantically pointed up at the flesh and blood demi-god.]

Traitor... [Maui prodded at his so-called friend, then crossed his arms.] Alright, alright, it was me. But it wasn't intentional. The game just... it made me mad, alright!