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

[folkscallmewander]

No need to get all pessimistic, Lea. We're all in this together!

[Another move.]

[nobodyperfect]

Yeah, I know. It's probably just the atmosphere getting to me.

[He makes another move, putting one of his pieces in capture range of Wander's, but in such a way that they'll trade.]

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander's not in the mood for heavy strategy, especially against a kid, so he takes that easy prey.]

That's why it's important to keep our chins up and greet each mornin' with a smile, no matter how dark things may look!

[nobodyperfect]

Yeah, I guess so!

[Wander's optimism is infectious. He takes the piece in return.]

[folkscallmewander]

[He moves another far from Lea's pieces. Let's see if he can get to the point where he can do multiple jumps.]

Come to think of it, we gotta make another party this week. Maybe a checkers tournament? [Not chess because Ford sucks at chess. He probably doesn't even know the rules.]

[nobodyperfect]

That sounds pretty fun! I'd be interested, for sure.

[He moves another into a gap, presenting a united front.]

[folkscallmewander]

[Surely there won't be a murder to ruin their plans.

Wander moves his pieces in a seemingly random patter, with one side moving forward and the other holding back.]

[nobodyperfect]

[Lea tries to keep a unified front, but it's patchy, and he's not trying to win, really. It's only a short while before he's out of pieces.]

You're good at this!

[And a pretty direct, good guy, seems like.]

[folkscallmewander]

[He takes one of Lea's pieces, bringing him closer to the opposite end of the board.]

I practice, that's all. [He can destroy Lea if he wanted.]