❄ I just wanna keep on waiting underneath the mistletoe ... [sisi voice] A Jingle Mingle

[alittlefuninstead]

Wherever you are, whoever you are, you'll likely find yourself blinking one moment and teleporting in a flurry of snowflakes the next. Luckily for you, there's no murder this time! (Probably.)

Rather, you'll hear Christmas carols aplenty as you approach a winter castle, snow lightly falling and various paths leading to gardens filled with still-blooming flowers (how.) and lit topiary displays.

Upon entering the castle, you'll find it's brightly lit and decorated...welcome to the party! Frost lightly dusts the walls and some nearby surfaces and guests will find there are halls and floors aplenty to explore. There are rooms filled with plush chairs and fireplaces for those looking for something cozier, rooms filled with all kinds of games and toys, and naturally there's a large ballroom prime for dancing. Spread through you'll find tables of snacks, full-course meals, drinks, desserts, and even champagne towers. Are you looking for something specific? Simply ask a member of the staff. Watch your step though! Their assistants really are doing their best to help, and the jingling bell may be too faint to hear if you aren't paying attention.

It seems as though you've all been invited to a wonderful holiday party for no reason at all...but there is one thing amiss...or, should I say...amistletoe?

Pinned up on every doorway is a sprig of fresh mistletoe, decorated with bright red bows and dustings of frost. And sure, perhaps it's easy just to avoid the doorways if you want to be a spoilsport. But should you avoid it for too long, it will seem as though the mistletoe is following you, almost as if some asshole is hiding out and purposefully trailing behind to keep it dangling over your head.

Oh. And did I mention you can't leave the castle grounds until you play along? Pucker up.

[ooc: this can be any past murdergame characters y'all, go nuts.

for clarity sake, this includes characters from: reapsody, grimmoired, plasmatio, subdivided, thotordie, bluesclues, tropicalgetaway, notagain, and redactable!

edit: and by popular demand any of you from the above games can also bring your yuggoths and your tikirobos. The Robowests were in CRAU and therefore don't count goodbye.]

Comments

[crashout]

At least it won't be for too long. [probably. he still has like the vaguest grasp of what eschalogy does but it's probably fine.] just means you have something to look forward to when it's done.

[he has managed to balance the plates enough he can break off a piece of dessert with his fingers to eat it. mistletoe looms ominously in the distance.]

I wouldn't compare anything to what Dick and I are doing. It's a whole mess and even I don't understand all of it to be honest.

[applechemist]

[ she smiles and nods like she's grateful for that sentiment, but brushes past it.

she's munching her own desserts, slowly lessening how many plates she's holding and aggressively not perceiving the mistletoe. never heard of mistletoe. never seen it. what is mistletoe. ]

Don't you... Have to be the ones to understand it, though...?

[crashout]

[mistlewho? never. junpei's fine balancing all of escha's dirty dishes while taking a few bites here and there, but he ponders that....]

Well...do you understand everything your boss tells you?

[applechemist]

[ mistlewhomst? ]

I guess I don't always have a solution right away. But most of our tasks are pretty straight-forward.

Maybe that's because we don't have anyone trying to cause an apocalypse, though? We don't even have very much crime. Everyone just has the dusk sea to worry about.

[ after finishing a final creampuff she looks at junpei for one more amused moment - then takes the dirty dishes from him to set on the table. why did he play along with that. why did he let her do that for so long. ]

[crashout]

Dusk sea...? [it's the question he trails off with and he suddenly blinks in surprise when escha takes the plates and puts them on the very obvious table. haha. oops. don't mind him looking mildly embarrassed.]

Thanks. Guess we can leave those for whoever's running this thing.

[applechemist]

The encroaching desert lands.

[ she just kind of - brushes past that. every world has its own problems, after all. she laughs lightly. ]

They probably expected everyone to leave a mess. [ that's just how parties are. ] But I wonder why they set all this up to begin with.

[crashout]

I have more concerns than I started with, but if you've got a handle on it then...[a shrug. nevertheless, he looks around the room once more.]

If we were going the more optimistic route, suppose we could say that someone really wanted us to have a nice time after everything. But since we don't know who started this, that's a little harder. Everything seems normal though...people aren't even freaking out yet.

[applechemist]

[ it's fine! but she gives the whole room another once-over... ]

Well - they're not panicking, at least. [ she thinks some of the things going on here could qualify as freaking out. ]

They're just... [ --oh no, people are kissing in here? and she already started her sentence. this kind of situation makes it very difficult to not perceive, and she does not make a smooth recovery at all. she just stops talking mid-sentence. ]

[crashout]

[he seems to be following her gaze with his own, but then she pauses and he just. blinks rapidly. oh. okay.]

...ah. So it's that kind of party. [you know this is actually probably a little traumatizing for thots but that's fine.]

[applechemist]

Wha - is this a kind of party?

[ escha no ]

[crashout]

It's definitely a holiday party, but...[hm.] Ever hear of mistletoe?

[applechemist]

I have, but it's just a decoration...! People don't usually, um... Follow the tradition so diligently!

[crashout]

I'm not really into the tradition either. Sort of seems stupid, doesn't it? I mean it's a plant. What's it gonna do if we don't?

[applechemist]

It's romantic. [ when it's completely removed from herself. which is what she is trying to fall back on. ]

Um... Well, if we got forced to eat it, it could poison us.

[crashout]

[escha?]

I dunno if we're gonna be forced to eat it. Sounds pretty gross. [he says that, but he does not realize that there is now a piece of mistletoe floating on its own and looming in the background behind him.]

[applechemist]

... Probably not.

[ she looks... very distracted by it. this is. this is fine. ]

I wonder if I could take some home to use as an ingredient...

[crashout]

To make it into a bomb? [why is that the thing he specifically remembers. also uh...hm...that looks is making him curious.]

[applechemist]

A bomb, or poison, or... A poison bomb...!

[ wehehe ]

[crashout]

[concern????]

Annnd just how many poison bombs have you made before?

[applechemist]

I usually stick to one or the other. But combining them does sound fun!

[crashout]

When you put it that way? I almost want to rip a piece off the walls to see what you come up with. [...hm...] How hard do you think it'd be?

[applechemist]

[ she gives the encroaching mistletoe a vacant look. he will not even have to tear it from the wall to get some.

... anyway ]

Oh, very easy. The real problem is making sure you don't poison yourself after throwing the bomb.

[crashout]

[eventually...he will look and notice what she's staring at but not right now.]

You could make it like a grenade? Pull the pin and throw it so there's enough time to head for cover before it explodes.

[applechemist]

[ look, she's happy to delay the inevitable. ]

That's a good idea.

[ if not a little too practical for her tastes? ]

Or maybe I could make an antidote explosion to use right after!

[crashout]

Wait is that a thing? Like a healing smoke bomb? [how does this work, please explain your explosions and not the mistletoe looming practically over his head.]