There's No Place Like Traumabonding for the Holidays

[beebs]

HOLIDAY MURDERGAME WHERE ARE THEY NOW MEME



It's the hap-happiest season of all, and what better way to celebrate than by remembering that one (or more) horribly traumatic experience that permanently changed the face of not only your relationships but possibly your outlook on life itself?

Any character (including NPCs!) who's ever been in any murdergame is invited! Feel free to share with your friends!

Regardless of how you choose to use this meme, there's two blanket rules:
1) Make sure the header of your comment has your character's name, home canon, and murdergame listed. If you used the same account for several murdergames, you can use the same toplevel for all of them.
2) No blank comments! First and foremost this is a chance to catch up with old murdergame buddies, and maybe make new ones if you choose! Thus, your comment should go into whatever degree of detail you like describing what life has been like since the murdergame ended. Did life go back to normal? Did they get married? Have a kid? Move to another universe entirely and start over with their found family? Have they kept in touch? Go into as much detail as you want, just put something!

You can use this meme to set up any kind of "canon" or canon-compliant holiday threads with your castmates, big holiday party or no.

OR... you can pretend that there's an interdimensional all-murdergame nondescript winter holiday party that you've been invited to attend! Maybe the Curtains narrators made sure the Denny's was conveniently empty (don't mind the weird old guy in the woods out back), or maybe there was some other convenient arrangement. Either way, you received an invite, and you're here now! So spike the eggnog and check for mistletoe, because the night is probably going to get wild.

(If you're not down for one option or the other, just note that somewhere in your top-level.)

Have fun, and Happy Holidays!

Comments

Priscilla S. Asagiri | Bubblegum Crisis | We Could Be R3

[cyberpunkrock]

[When the music changes from cheery Christmas tunes to hard 80's rock, you probably know who to blame. Priss, for her part, shrugs if she's caught putting on her own record and starts to walk away without guilt.]

Everybody hears too much of that shit in every store for the last quarter of the year. You're welcome.

[You can also find her stuffing her face at the food tables, and she'll wave if she knows you; if she doesn't, she doesn't seem to care if you sit beside her, either.]

Gotta love free food. Who's running this thing, anyway?

[underthesunlight]

Someone a little more sociable and trusting than usual. But so far there doesn't seem to be any danger.

[That statement is punctuated with a bit of a smile. She's not paranoid per se, but it's understandable she'd be a bit jumpy about this invitation -- but seeing familiar faces helps to soothe her concerns]

The Balladeer | Curtains r1/r3

[tellthestory]

[Most people here are not aware of the Balladeer's whole Deal. Which is fine by him! But that definitely probably makes it weird when he enters the party, snaps his fingers, and cheery instrumental music starts piping in from somewhere with zero explanation. It's cool!

Afterwards, he's pretty hardcore into the mingling. Meeting new people always still sort of feels like a treat!]

So, what's your story?

[If that's rude to ask, he doesn't seem totally conscious of it. Narrators gonna narrate.

Eventually, having some unusual party sensibilities, the man very obviously produces an entire piano out of what seems to be a small closet, does not explain this to anyone, starts to play.]

Any requests? I'll probably still be able to play it if it's from your world. [He grins.] I get around.

[violentenvies]

[at this point, Salieri would've been MORE shocked if the Balladeer hadn't pulled a piano out of nowhere. But he'll lean on the top of said piano from the back, peering at him]

What about Piano Concerto in C, by Antonio Salieri?

[there's a teasing smile curling the corner of his mouth]

Robin Loxley | Sherwood | We Could Be R4

[robehod]

[Meanwhile, Robin's checking out the decorations with a bemused look and then also goes straight to the food. She studies it for a moment.]

What is half of this? Looks amazing, though.

[So she takes a bunch, because why wouldn't you.

Later, you can find her at a control panel -- what's she doing? Messing with the lights, apparently. An LED display that was earlier showing a cascade of winter colours is now showing a simple animation of caricatures of various R4s dancing. Robin can't suppress a snicker.]

Worth it.

Brett Riebach | In Strange Woods | Unknown Seas r3

[inaclearing]

[Brett continues to be one of the more normal people at this party! He arrives with his husband, looking both far better rested and fed than he did at the end of his own game, and also slightly shellshocked at the size of the crowds here.]

There's a lot of people here. More than a few other groups' worth.

[And he definitely sees folks that he doesn't recognize from the big gathering of those from the previous rounds that Cypher brought in...it's unnerving. Implications unsettling. Don't love it.

Of course, the multiverse is a big place. Maybe he shouldn't even be that surprised? He gets past it fairly quickly, at least, and starts hanging around almost like it's an entirely normal party. To strangers, he smiles and offers a hand.]

Hi, I'm Brett. [...] So, you've...been through one of those things, too?

[Look, he knows well the value of trauma bonding, but he's never really experienced it on this scale!

For roundmates...well, most likely it's not literally the first time he's seeing you since the game. Though he's not one of the people who was looking for an escape from his own world, he's used to regular travel and has probably gone out to visit folks several times. Maybe he's even provided some of you a nice, normal place to stay for a little while? He's got that cabin out in the woods now, and Whitetail is pretty much behind him anyway, so he can host a little bit of weirdness! Still, even if it hasn't been that long, he's glad to see (most of) you again!]

Hey! You made it! Whose...whose party is this, anyway? Cypher doesn't really seem like the aluminum foil snowflake type.

[pairtner]

[Contrary to what the icon shows, Aiba definitely is keeping her usual facade all the time. No letting all these random people figure out what she is, it could be bad!]

It's for the best she isn't. I wouldn't trust a party hosted by that woman, not even if she claims to do it because of a sudden onset of love for the holidays.

[Yeah, no, Cypher should stay far away, as far as she's concerned]

Benjamin "Benji" Barker | Sweeney Todd | It's Curtains R3

[barberic]

[In a lot of ways, the Victorians at least laid the framework for modern Christmas celebration, and the last few months of being technically homeless seeing the world has done a lot to bring Benji up to speed. Don't worry about the months that nobody saw or heard from him, castmates.

Regardless, he's been back on the radar for a couple of months now, trying to establish himself in the Big Apple. Is it to impress a certain queen? Certainly not. But maybe a little.

Overall, he stays close to his roundmates or to the walls, but he's a big, older guy in a festive red flannel, so he sticks out despite his best efforts.]

[violentenvies]

[hey there bestie, it's been a bit. Salieri will be appearing at Benji's side as he wallflowers with a two cups of eggnog, holding one out to him]

Benjamin.

flat escardos | fate/strange fake | chasma, scp r2 | take your pick!

[escardos]

[ what’s worse than one flat?

two.

it’s difficult to tell them apart, as they’re both rather baby faced, but the tells are there. scp!verse flat’s hair is just a bit messier, as if had forgotten to cut it, while chasma flat looks just a little bit more baby-faced.

either way, they are both wearing the most hideous christmas sweaters known to man, as if it were a competition that they had somehow agreed to.

you can talk to them on their own, but it seems that they also approach each other with looks of genuine shock, surprise, and then absolute joy. catch them rattling to each other in a mixture of french and english like they were long-lost friends. ]

[perceivedrevalry]

[For the love of the goddess, please tell him he's seeing things and this isn't actually happening. Why are there two Flat Escardos in existence.

Yeah, there's Revali, looking like he's greatly considering to fly away to flee. Fly where, who knows, but he sure is considering things and kind of leaning towards figuring that's the best option right now.

He sure isn't going to be able to do such a thing before Flat realizes he's there, though]

Obi | Snow White with the Red Hair | Unknown Seas R3

[kninja]

[Obi has no idea what's going on. What he does have is a can-do attitude and one of these numbers on, with real mistletoe. Does he understand the significance of this little plant? Absolutely not! Is he willing to find out? Willing and eager! Who told him to put it on his head? Probably Misfire!

Anyway, he's here to have a good time, toasting whoever's nearby with a hot, boozy drink and the usual big grin.]

Cheers to whatever this is, eh? What a turnout!

[Implications of that be damned!]

[chessturner]

Our host's generosity is commendable. Surely it can't be someone all of us know.

[Because she sure can't think of anyone who would take the time to host a holiday party. Kyrie knows really well there are countless iterations of a person out there, including herself, but unless it was someone who was in every single game and knew every person here, or a version of them, it had to be a complete stranger]

Dark Dream 🎈 Yes! Precure 5 🎈 Castle Whimsical R1

[imozon]

[Time is fake and it's even faker in Closetland, so this is actually Dark Dream's first Christmas, though she has a firmly established understanding of Christmas. In the intervening months she's been going back and forth between Alice's castle and the von Karma residence, and it's debatable which one is where she "lives."

That amount of time is still a lot compared to her short life, and while she looks the same as always, she's a little more stable than she was before. She probably won't be vengefully cutting down any trees tonight. Objecting to them in imitation of a certain prosecuting prodigy, maybe.

She goes immediately for the snacks.]

Anna Fugo | GRANBELM | Unknown Seas R1

[emberserker]

[Anna is judging this party as soon as she gets in, but it's the first real Christmas she's had for the past few years, so even if it's more a cultural thing for her and unrelated to Magic Moon Religion, she's attending anyway. Attending and sitting by the wall drinking egg nog, but it's something.]

Honestly, whose idea were these decorations? Did they make them by hand out of whatever they dug out of the rubbish?

[Alternately, find her looking just as dubious about the snack and dessert offerings at the table.]

What heathens decided that bacon-flavoured candy canes needed to be brought into this world?

[chessturner]

[Kyrie giggles, truly amused. Oh, how she agrees, Anna, how she agrees -- but being the mature and personable adult she is, she hides such thoughts]

How discorteous. If whoever is hosting these heard you, you'd get kicked out.

[Even though Kyrie says that, she doesn't sound like she cares in the slightest Anna is having complains about anything -- because in Kyrie's opinion, any sensible person would. That this stranger is criticizing this party like this is a sign this is a somewhat reasonable person]

Azura | Fire Emblem Fates | SCP R4

[prayerwheel]

[ Azura is here!! She has a few gifts to give, but there's also a small toddler with matching blue hair and golden eyes hugging her legs and being shy. ]

You can say hello, you silly boy. A lot of my and your father's friends are here.

[ He shakes his head, though, and Azura just ruffles his hair. Quiet son is quiet. Seeing anyone she recognizes, she gives a small wave. ]

Long time no see. You've been alright, I trust?

Sara Werec | Strain: Strategic Armoured Infantry | Unknown Seas R2

[onlyyoucan]

[Wallflower is Sara's default state, but she is getting out a little more now, checking out the decorations with a little smile and watching everyone who passes by.]

Kind of weird having all these people, though...

[And yes, she's brought Emily, both of them. Child and doll are in matching Christmas dresses and are in everything like a dirty shirt, with the kid dragging her doll counterpart around, volunteering for every game even if she doesn't know what it is, and eating anything that even resembles pizza.]

lust | fma | we could be r1

[fingerbang]

[ Lust shows up particularly early — half the point of this is to try and pinpoint who sent the invitation, after all, it's not like she's here to socialize — and she looks over the decorations with an expression of utter detachment. ]

This is the holiday she mentioned, huh...? The human version of Molting Day.

[ you know how sometimes (aziraphale disguised as) crowley explains jesus to you and then tuca toucan gives you some more context clues? you know how that happens

Anyway, a few hours later, she's taken up residence in a chair somewhere. She's got a glass of red wine she's taken maybe, like, one sip from over the past few hours if we're being generous, and there's a small leather-bound notebook sitting in her lap. While she's not actively engaging with most people, she's open to conversation and seems perfectly pleasant and attentive — unless you're part animal or can read energy, in which case you can probably perceive that she's the source of some truly rancid vibes. Wallflowers and unattended strangers are the ones she chooses to speak to without prompting. ]

I don't suppose you have any more idea who's behind this than I do.

[ AND THEN SHE'S PROBABLY GOING TO JUST START DOING A SURVEY ABOUT THEIR MURDERGAME AND TAKE NOTES... the people she does recognize, however — well, she can't say she feels one way or the other about seeing them, unless Leo's hanging around. But the smile she flashes when she says hello looks genuine enough, even though they know perfectly well it's insincere and she'd kill everyone in this room for a corn chip. It's probably no surprise that she looks exactly the same; the only cosmetic difference is the long-sleeved, high-necked dress she's wearing. ]

It's been a while, hasn't it?

[ Meanwhile, Amestris has absolutely bad ended and millions of people are dead, but don't worry about it! It's fine! ]

Anya Forger | Spy x Family | Castle Whimsical R2

[spychic]

[One would expect Anya Forger to be excited about Christmas, but, well...she's a bit more sullen. Quiet. She's keeping to herself, surprisingly, but that game changed her a fair bit. She's a lot more withdrawn. She looks around before hugging herself. If you're from Castle Whimsical R2, she might give you a small nod before trying to disappear into the crowd...

And if you're new, she might simply peer up at you curiously.
Everyone's seen so much, haven't they?]

BABY SISTER IS SAD?? WE CAN'T HAVE THAT!

[lets_dewey_it]

Anya? _{[At first, Dewey was smiling, but as soon as Anya turned away, that look instantly faltered.]} H-Hey, it's been, uh...

_{[And then she tried to walk away.]} W-Wait, Anya! Come back, it's me! _{[Oh dear. Oh someone isn't in the Christmas spirit. As designated big brother, he cannot let her be sad no matter what!]}

Hubert von Vestra | Fire Emblem: 3 Houses | Ars Arcana

[pegasinister]

[WELL WELL WELL this is interesting! He's still not much of a party-goer, but a lifetime of noble living means he's used to them. Though it's been awhile since he's gone anywhere without Lady Edelgard ('Hubert, this is for you and your friends. I insist! I will survive on my own for a few hours, I assure you.') so he's a LITTLE anxious about her well being. But seeing the others is... fun? Also all these other escapees from similar horrors are fascinating.

It hasn't been long enough since their misadventure for him to change much, but he IS dressed slightly more 'modernly' in a nice black and grey suit, and still has Saint Germain's cane, even if he doesn't need it anymore. He does look a little... healthier though? He's put on weight]

Predictions on when the mad mastermind shows up?

[He is smirking, as if this isn't a very tasteless joke]

[pyriscence]

[ WITH ABSOLUTELY NO WARNING, BRYN IS CHARGING AT FULL FORCE FROM 6 O CLOCK, THINK FAST HUBERT!!! ]

Sakura Matou | Fate/stay night | SCP R3

[respring]

[ A set of shoji doors appears in the air and a lady in a fancy winter kimono steps out. Iiiiiiiit's Sakura! Hello friends. Being herself, she brought a homemade cake to the party, and once she sets it on the food table, she sets out to find SCP friends, happily greeting them and eager to catch up.

To any canonmates, hmmmmm she sure is legitimately cheerful today. Wonder what happened during her game :') ]

Ah, happy holidays. [ a bow ] How have things been? Time has gone by so quickly now that everything is so quiet, ehehe.

Claudine Saijo | Revue Starlight | It's Curtains R2

[etincelledefierte]

[Claudine is here, making the party rounds with a smile. The Curtains R2s are (mostly) getting hugs and huge greetings, while the R1s and R3s she knows are getting handshakes and promises to talk more later. She's refused to wear an ugly Christmas sweater, even as a dare, though she's still looking very festive.]

Joyeuses fêtes! How are you doing?

[Now that they're out of their respective slices of personal hell, she feels like she can ask the question freely.]

Antonio Salieri | Mozart l'Opera Rock | It's Curtains! r3

[violentenvies]

[Life since the school has been, well...it sure has been. Between inter-dimensional visits to friends, helping repair Some Issues in the multi-verse, spending time with and permanently or part-time housing his daughters and sons and their various paramours, spending time with his OWN paramour, and working on improving and strengthening his own Narrator reality-altering powers, Salieri's been rather busy.

But, honestly, he likes it that way. Less time to worry and fret over things that way. So between the various errands and multi-verse jumping and all of that, it's little wonder that he ends up at a holiday party somewhere. He'll mostly be mingling a bit with the people he knows, or, if not, he can probably be found wallflowering a little with a cup of eggnog. He'll have his arms half folded (so as not to spill the 'nog) but even as he leans back against the wall, he seems....content. He was always an observer back before the school, but that had more to do with scheming and plotting and planning his next move than anything else. Now...he's more relaxed. Calm, somehow. He's no longer guarded against an attack at every corner. Instead he's just...watching. Taking it in. Smiling fondly at the people he knows.]

nandor the relentless(-blake) | what we do in the shadows | unknown seas r3

[fuckingguy]

[ It's been a strange and emotionally exhausting (by an ancient warrior's deeply emotionally constipated standards) few months in Staten Island — a lot of trying to work on himself, a lot of arguing with his housemates because of trying to work on himself, a lot of arguing with his lovely fiancee over his actual personality reasserting itself, a lot of foisting wedding planning off onto Guillermo and then arguing about how poorly he's treating Guillermo and then taking on some of the wedding planning and going fully batshit about it, etc. — and yet, despite all the odds stacked against him, Nandor the Relentless has somehow managed to get hitched and not completely devolve into the piece of shit asshole everyone knows he is. Like, yeah, he's still a callous, selfish monster who'll never admit he's wrong or stop being the most annoying man in the room, but he's trying to eat only bad people and maybe not kill the nice ones, with various degrees of success, and Guillermo is finally a vampire! That counts for something, right? If you're from R3, and you're not Vholran or Tommy, you may actually have seen him recently, because you were at least invited to the wedding. It was at night, half the guests probably looked like they wanted to eat you, Nandor was wearing a big stupid hat and insisted on the Rapidash being a guest, Doug Jones officiated, and they played this song. A baby with Mark Proksch's face was there. Any of the teenage girls who wanted flower girl dibs had to fight with a doll containing the ghost of one of his housemates. It was deeply unhinged, but also probably a good enough time.

He shows up with Zinda, with whom he's undoubtedly being absolutely disgusting, and who he keeps on introducing as "my wife" because the sheer novelty of doing so absolutely delights him! It sounds like someone is doing Borat by way of Bucharest. Unfortunately, while this is a holiday party, it's also kind of a Christmas party, and every single time someone says Christmas he does the vampire hiss thing. All the food smells absolutely repulsive to him, and he's not shy about expressing this! He's going to be deeply awkward with strangers and probably ask something insensitive during the process of smalltalk! He's wearing this and does not know if he should or shouldn't take off the cape!

And also, uh, there might be a small camera crew here. They might be asking you for an interview segment. I may have buried the lede. ]

I'M SORRY BUT

[twoasone]

[ Yeah, about the camera crew...

Shin thought they were from the news for a split second, but when they started pestering him for interviews for their documentary series he flat out refused and demanded they not put his face in the final cut.

Because even if this is a documentary, Shin does have a body count. And if someone sees him on tv, they might go to the police, and he'd get arrested.

So when about half an hour has passed and the camera crew is still present, he finds a moment to pull Nandor aside. ]

So, those filmmakers told me their project is about you. Is that correct?

Shin | Angels of Death Ep.0 | Antumbra

[twoasone]

[ Shin has been keeping something of a low profile since he got out of an eternal night/twilight in Poland. You may have probably seen him in his own world, for better or worse. Sure, he may be an In-Birth stuck with half a soul and the ability to clone himself, but he's got a decent job for his "art" (he doesn't elaborate on anything outside of his paintings) and he made friends with the gravekeeper boy after "taking care" of a particularly nasty graverobber (he doesn't elaborate on how either).

So why is he crashing people's holiday parties?

Well, the guy he was working for decided to bring an old friend over, and both she and her lumbering brute of a plus one have been giving everyone headaches. Plus artblock.

You might find Shin on the sidelines, listening into other people's conversations to see if any murdergame masterminds might still be at large. You know, so less people complain if he decides to use them for "material." No one would miss them, right?

... He may have accidentally eaten part of a potted plant on impulse. Whoops. ]

[steampunkborgia]

[Oh, someone she recognizes. If only she had the means to vivisect him here and now, but alas, she can't. Whatever invited her while she was, you know, dead probably would frown upon that]

So that side-effect still holds up. I suppose it would be asking too much to come with me to a secluded location for totally benign purposes?

[Yeah, no, there would be nothing benign about it]

Jake Conway | Ride to Hell: Retribution | AkudamaX

[conways_retribution]

(Alcohol mention TW in this toplevel)

<sub>[Life's been... normal since that time in Kansai. That weird, emotionally-draining rollercoaster of a time.

But, sometimes a break from normal is what you need for the holidays.

Wherever this party was, there was snow outside. He never got snow in Dead End. All there ever was in the sky was cloudless sun. Desert as far as the eye could see.

And through the snow, the roar of a motorcycle's engine pulled up, complete with a sidecar. That's probably what the Akudamax cast saw of him first. Only, instead of a bunch of weapons he meant to return to the military, there was several cases of beer.]</sub>

So... who's ready for a real Christmas party? _{[He spoke aloud to anyone who was listening, as he lifted two cases out of the sidecar with his huge horrible manimal paws.]}

ok actually are VLR spoilers okay

[notgentle]

Bro.

[This is the coolest shit that Dio has ever seen in his life. It almost makes him feel insecure - he may be six feet flat, but he's got a slender figure compared to Jake. Note to self, don't admit that you came outside just to see the delicate little flakes of snow because it was a novelty compared to growing up in [REDACTED].

He walks closer at an angle, looking the cases up and down to project the impression that he's some kind of expert.]

You sure you're down for this? More than a couple middle schoolers and tightass teachers in there.

Ib | titular game | The Newlydead Game R2

[rowboats]

[ OVER IN CORNER 2 IS

A sixteen year old, actually. Ib is politely mingling even with the people she doesn't know, slightly chattier than she was at nine, but still on the quiet side. She looks mostly the same, but she's grown her hair out to her thighs and is wearing an ironic ugly Christmas sweater. The rose tattoo on her wrist is still present. ]

So, there were a lot of death games in worlds we don't even know about...that's kind of scary how often it happens.

[ Though she doesn't seem particularly scared and is more considering it in a philosophical way. ]

[bluescreenofdeath]

[She looks so much older, Takane almost glances over her without realising - but that voice, those eyes, a rose tattoo, and hanging out with a girl that looks so similar to the two children she knew, it’s all enough to make her take a second look.] The universe is a pretty big place, after all.

"Yasu" | Umineko no Naku Koro Ni (Manga) | Castle Whimsical R2

[keyringwitness]

[Yasu has, technically speaking, been to several holiday parties. Actually participating in one, however, is a novel experience—before her "enrollment" in Ira Academy, Yasu's contributions to the Ushiromiya Christmas functions consisted of frenetic pre-dinner cleaning and looking in longingly at the dining hall like a good Dickensian orphan.

And like any good Dickensian orphan, especially one that grappled with a starvation motive), the first thing that draws Yasu's attention is the scrumptious meal on offer. She hovers by the buffet table, reverent and paralyzed by indecision, until the silver-colored fox kit (with a peculiar collar that has a large sign that says "ON PAROLE" hanging from her neck) that accompanies Yasu everywhere bumps into her leg to signal to her to get a move on... at which point she flinches, overcompensates, flails, and ends up tumbling backwards and into some unfortunate passerby.] A- Ah! I'm sorrrryyyy! [The fox has the decency to look mildly admonished, at least.]

[After Yasu gets her fill, she drifts to the piano as if compelled by gravity. A smile spreads across her face as she sits down to run her fingers across the keys. There's a brief moment of hesitation. Then, the fox kit curls up in Yasu's lap, all awareness of the outside world fades, and Yasu starts playing.

It's hardly professional quality, or even high school band quality. Yasu's just a hobbyist, after all; the only reason why she plays is that she formed a habit after using piano practice as a pretext for secret rendezvous for more than a month. But no matter how good or bad or mediocre she sounds, it's clear from the light shining from her face that she's playing from the heart. When Yasu finishes the playing through the (short) list of songs she knows by heart, it may finally dawn on her that somebody else is by the piano.]

Oh! Would you, um, like to... [Yasu looks down at the napping fox in her lap and trails off.] A- actually, I need a few more minutes. [She smiles fondly, petting the fox as gently as she can so as not to disturb her.]

Falling over

[violence_ensues]

Oop. Yasu!

[Yeah, have a familiar blue bat.]

How y'all doing? Kakuya being good?

Lala Hagoromo 💖 Star Twinkle Precure 💖 We Could Be R3

[touchsensors]

[Lala arrives dressed for the occasion, slightly older but much the same as she was before... and pretty upbeat! Huh. You'd think being separated from her human friends would have made her feel sad, wouldn't you? Surely she actually has been separated, following space law to the letter, and definitely hasn't been taking advantage of murdergame mastermind tech to sneakily hang out on Earth all the time.

She does, however, frown as the crowd starts getting bigger.]

Oyo. Why are there so many people here-lun?

[She'd heard there were other murdergames, but... this is more than she expected.]

[ranked27]

It seems a number of individuals throughout different worlds had the same idea. My, how vexing, isn't it? Cruelty knows no wordly bounds.

[And given he's a demon who served a witch who revived and killed a group of people for who knows how long, he couldn't care less. His game wasn't so much a murdergame, it was more of a gameshow, but he sure can recognize most here were in some mystery situation]

̶P̶r̶i̶n̶c̶e̶ King Wu | the Legend of Korra | Ars Arcana r1

[seaweedwrap]

[hey, Wu is here! Thanks to his experience in the Castle as well as the influence of Stella and Zenos (and several others who helpfully offered up their Opinion along the way,) Wu has gone in a...decidedly different direction than canon. Since returning to the Earth Kingdom, he's gotten rid of Kuvira with help from Stella and Zenos and stepped in to rule as rightful Heir and King. Though he's not the tyrant his Great Aunt was, he is ruling as a monarch and doing his best to make his kingdom a prosperous nation. He is trying to make things better for the poorer areas of Ba Sing Se, and part of that is opening up the gates to all Rings and allowing for a Forum for people to express their thoughts once a month.

That being said...well. Being a king, especially one attached at the hip to a very powerful queen of a mysterious foreign land and her...boyfriend? Big guy??? You know what, don't worry about it--anyway, being in that position naturally comes with making more than a few enemies.

That is to say: Wu's finally started becoming used to the occasional corpse of an enemy that Zenos drops on the carpet like a cat bringing home a dead rat. At least he's managed to stop getting blood everywhere when he does so.

Anyway, if Wu's at a party, he's probably sipping mulled wine and looking around, chatting up just about anyone because if there's one thing he's readily improved at, it's diplomacy. After all, someone has to balance out Stella and Zenos. Roundmates will notice that Wu has gotten a little taller and a little more broad-shouldered. He also carries himself differently--from a noodley twink to a slightly less noodley twink with a bit of stateliness. That is to say...he's carrying himself more like a king. He's not 100% there yet; he's still Wu after all. But it's certainly a noticeable change. He'll be dressed like a king, at least--with the latest Earth Kingdom fashion, obviously in green.]

[spitessier]

You seem to be doing better than ever before.

[Well, it sure was easy to be in a better position. Right now, though, Wu really is looking better than before, bless him. Perhaps Stella's influence is something positive, leaving aside that Wu did have some capacity to improve and be a decent king]

"Zack" Isaac Foster | Angels of Death | MGRP

[zackthekiller]

[ Ah yes, modern suburbia. Zack has not missed this place at all. Seriously, life as an adventurer in Pensee beats being a low class serial killer with no future whatsoever. He even has an actual family now!

The only reason he even showed up is probably getting to see some of the folks he met in what he calls Magical Girl Hell. At least he got to keep his Magical Form so he won't have to deal with anyone recognizing him off a wanted poster or something.

If you need him, he'll be snacking on some chips and whatever random thing from the buffet looked good enough with cola. If he recognizes you (and you're not Szayelaporro or Tamamo-no-mae) he might give you a lazy wave. Might be significantly less lazy if you're Eliza or Recette. ]

[your_best_friend]

[A green vine suddenly comes into view, snatching some of those little wiener dogs. Following the vine, Zack might be able to see the vine insert the wiener dogs into the mouth of the face of a buttercup flower. The flower chews, swallows, and turns to him.]

Howdy! Name's Flowey. Flowey the Flower. You wouldn't happen to have seen a Damian around here, have you? Or maybe a Rachel? Or perhaps an Octavius? ...Loremaster?