❄ 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

[nautycal]

[Stop, his beautiful face! He swats at the hand, and then tugs on it. Dude!!]

The girls here are cute as hell! We can't all just walk out of some death game with a girlfriend, man. I can't believe I survived Murder Island, and I'm still going to graduate single.

[survivaltricks]

[snorts a little, but he grasps Ryuji's hand in return to pull himself onto his feet. fiiiine he'll stop sulking]

Aw, don't say that. You still have an entire year to find love.

[a little cheekily, a little teasingly]

And who wouldn't want to date someone with a face as cute as yours?

[nautycal]

[He hefts the other boy up, and then brushes his own nose with an amused grin. That immediately drops into something exasperated.

His turn to push at Akira's face!]

Come on, man, cut it out! [Hmmm.] My face is kinda cute, tho...

[survivaltricks]

[a breathless, amused laugh as Akira ducks his head to avoid that hand in his face]

How come you're allowed to say it, but I'm not?

[nautycal]

'Cause you're just cheesing me.

[What the heck, don't duck him. He throws an arm around Akira's shoulders and neck.]

Hey! This place is weird and all, but--help me scope out some cute girls. They keep running around talking about the mistletoe.

[Like he wouldn't wuss out anyway from embarrassment.]

[survivaltricks]

[he absolutely would wuss out from embarrassment. but Akira leans into that bro-ly hug a bit while also lightly digging his elbow into Ryuji's ribs]

I can't help with the cute girls, but I can help with the eggnog. Why don't we scope that out first?

[and get attacked with mistletoe ON THE WAY]

[nautycal]

[STOP, he's already missing one Biblical rib. He pushes down on the elbow, but does not let go of the shoulders.]

Oh, dude, yeah! You wanna try some? I wonder if there's really alcohol in it...

[survivaltricks]

Only one way to find out, right?

[TO THE SNACK AND DRINK TABLE!!!]

[. . .]

[with a tuft of greenery floating behind them??]

[nautycal]

[The mistletoe is extremely valid.]

What if someone is supervising, or whatever? We'll be in so much trouble.

[Hm. It feels like they are being............followed.]

[survivaltricks]

Since when has that ever stopped us?

[he. . . isn't turning around??]

[nautycal]

[He also isn't turning around because he's never once holding the braincell ever.]

Heh. This is why you're my best friend, man. Who else is going to try to drink eggnog with me, and then run from the adults?

[It's fine. They are at the table; will either of them notice now?]

[survivaltricks]

[PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT AKIRA HAS LESS BRAINCELLS THAN PEOPLE THINK HE HAS??? HELP]

[I hope Jack Frost throws the mistletoe at their faces]

Nobody else, that's who. It's a real bonding experience.

[perking up a bit as they approach the table. EGGNOG AND NO GUARDS IN SIGHT]

[nautycal]

[These two chucklefucks are really out here racing to the food and drink tables, leaving the mistletoe behind.]

SWEET! [Oh. Guards. He lowers his voice.] Sweet!

[He holds up a cup of eggnog proudly and conspiratorially at Akira--only to be hit directly in the face by the mistletoe trying to catch up with them. It scares him, and he half flails.]

AH! Dude, I'm not doing nothing, honest!!

[survivaltricks]

[-- startled noise?! he jerks back in surprise and almost drops his own cup of eggnog]

We're good kids I swe-- oh.

[oh]

[it's not someone punishing them for UNDERAGE DRINKING CRIMES it's just]

Mistletoe.

[nautycal]

Wha--?!

[Thankfully, it doesn't stay attached to his face, but bobbles up above them. Ominously. And slyly?]

...oh no.

[OH NO. Mistletoe.]

[survivaltricks]

[OH NO MISTLETOE. though Akira seems significantly less bothered by the tuft of greenery hanging about their heads, curious enough to even reach out and poke at the leaves as he casually sips his eggnog]

"Oh no."

[a lightly amused noise]

Cornered by a floating plant.

[nautycal]

Wh-what is it doing over here with us?!

[He makes a kind of quiet, strangled noise, and quickly reaches out to swat Akira's hand away from it.]

Don't touch it, dude! I don't trust this place at all; it's sketchy! We could end up in some kind of freakshow Christmas tentacle hentai, or something!

[survivaltricks]

[hey!! swats back?? then continues to TOUCH THE PLANT, please Ryuji nothing is happening]

You don't trust the floating mistletoe, but you're willing to drink the eggnog?

[and then he reaches out to poke Ryuji's forehead between the eyes]

Which definitely has alcohol in it, by the way.

[nautycal]

[DON'T TOUCH IT, AAAA. His eyes go cross when he's poked, and then they drop to the cup in his hand.

...okay, point, but also? He's stupid.]

Well, no one else is-- Wait, for real?!

[HOLD ON, hold on, he's drinking the eggnog.]

1/2

[survivaltricks]

[l. lifts a hand to cover his mouth as he stifles a breathless laugh]

[survivaltricks]

[and then the mistletoe smacks him in the face, cutting him off with a sharp ACK. it is an insistent plant]

[nautycal]

[He's just finished drinking by the time the mistletoe does Akira real dirty.]

HEY!

[He's quick to reach out with his other hand and snatch the whole damn plant, looking peeved.]

Look, hit me all you want, man, but don't be taking swings at my friend!

[He winds his arm back. He's gonna toss it!!]

[survivaltricks]

[oh my god. HOW TOUCHING?? Akira feels a little warm at Ryuji's defensiveness, but also--]

W-- wait, Ryuji!

[he reaches out to sang his bff's wrist, grip loose]

If you throw it, you know it's probably just going to come back, right?

[Akira has this damn plant's NUMBER]

[nautycal]

[Briefly, he looks surprised, but mostly at himself.

The quickly fades into irritation, and he begrudgingly releases the stupid plant.]

Yeah, I guess you've got a point... But it can cut out taking pot shots at us.