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

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 She's a lot more withdrawn.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!]}

[spychic]

...Dewey?

[Anya pauses, hearing the voice. She recognizes it - she pauses, then she turns around. Finally, her face lights up.]

Dewey!!! Anya missed you!!! [Oh, well NOW she's rushing back. She's gonna hug you.]

My happy icons are not activated so take this one it's like a tight hug!

[lets_dewey_it]

Ohhh, I missed you too!! _{[Oh thank goodness! A happy Anya makes him happy too! And as he came rushing towards her, he also gave her a great big hug.]} I could never turn down an interdimensional Christmas party! Or let you feel down on Christmas either! _{[He's giving her so many headpats right now!]}

[spychic]

Ehehe. Anya just came so Anya could maybe get prezzies...and to see some people Anya thought of like friends. [Just no dolls. No dolls or foxes. But she beams at the headpats.] How is Dewey? Is Dewey's family good too?

[lets_dewey_it]

Yeah, I've been fine! And everyone back home's been well too! How about you? Has everyone been doing okay? _{[He gently smiled. Despite the sort of... grim reasoning behind this Christmas party, he still wanted to make sure everyone was having fun.]}

[rowboats]

[ Oh god it's a baby. She's even younger than Ib was when she was stuck in the game???? And she looks scared.

Ib's a teenager now, but she still remembers how she felt at that age and tries to channel it. ]

Are you trying to find someone?

[ Anya might recognize Ib as one of the round 1 veterans, but she has aged a whole lot and also didn't say a word lmao, so. ]

[spychic]

[Honestly, by the point the round one stuff turned up Anya was blinded with rage so she doesn't really recognize that.]

...

Anya was told some of Anya's friends might be here. Do you know Sonic?

[rowboats]

I don't, no. But what do they look like? We can try to find them.

[ FAIR TBH

tiny children mg suffering they bluescreen hi5..... ]

[spychic]

Sonic is a blue hedgehog with white gloves and red shoes...he is a Freedom Fighter. Anya is his friend.

[She explains, shifting on her feet.]

Also, Anya is Anya...who are you?

[i_em_legion]

[There's something weird about the kid lugging around a doll nearly her own size, and it's not how she seems to think that cranberry sauce goes on fried chicken. Both the girl and the doll will read as having identical brains with identical thoughts. Granted, right now those thoughts are in the realm of "this is so exciting" with a side of reciting fish facts that were told to the doll once by a girl on a cruise ship.

The one of the two who isn't an inanimate object looks over and waves from dumping coleslaw onto her plate.]

Wow, there's so many kids here! I thought this was gonna be boring.

[spychic]

[Anya tenses up the minute she sees a doll, though she relaxes the slightest bit due to the girl being there with it. Her experiences have given her fight or flight with dolls, and she usually goes for fight, but it appears to not be a living one...so no threat. Right now, at least...it's thinking, though...]

...Anya doesn't mind boring sometimes.

[better than OVEREXCITING, she'd say]

[i_em_legion]

Aww, but I wanna do something fun. [Emily kicks her legs under the table.] Do you think they know any games here?

[spychic]

[girl...doll....games. Don't sweat, Anya.]

...Anya doesn't know.

Probably...nothing scary though, right...?

[your_best_friend]

[The strange flower with a face stares back.]

...

[Eventually, its face transforms into more of a cat.]

Cat got your tongue, buddy?

[spychic]

....

What's wrong with your face, Dandeelyon?

[she says.

like her face hasn't gone weird, too.]

[your_best_friend]

[Flowey transforms it back.]

Nothing! And that's not my name. Call me Flowey. Flowey the flower.

So! You an X-Class Akudama we all missed, or from someplace else?

[spychic]

Oh. That's a silly name. But okay. Anya is Anya.

[Anya tilts her head.]

Anya doesn't know an Aku...Aku. Anya was a student. Under Father and a dumb fox.

[unwittingking]

[More likely Anya is peering down, considering the corgi is shorter than her, even if he is standing on his back two paws.

And he is looking. Very concerned, about the literal grade schooler. Attending the party of murdergame veterans.]

[spychic]

...Hello, Doggy.

Do you talk like Dylan?

[This isn't her first intellectual doggo.]

[unwittingking]

[It takes him a second, at least partially because he's trying to remember if he knows anyone named Dylan, before shaking his head and focusing again, forcing a smile on his face.]

Ah, yeah, I talk! Was just sort of...spacing out, for a second there.

I'm King. Was just wondering if you were here with your parents.

[And if Anya's powers are working, she can note that that was, in fact, not what he was wondering. He was, and still is, internally panicking about whether or not this literal kindergartener was in a murdergame, and if he needs kill someone for doing such a thing.

Because dads are going to be dads, even when it's not their kids.]

[spychic]

Ohhh. That makes sense.

Anya is Anya. It is nice to meet you, King. [Her powers have, in fact, returned to her...so she knows. It's unfortunate, but she'll tip her hand that her answer is...]

Mmm. Anya, Mama, and Papa are all here. Because we all went through this stuff, so we all got invitations.

[Her whole family were in these kind of scenarios - though, luckily, not at the same time.]

[canreallymove]

Anya?

[Oh hey! It's someone he knows!]

Hey, wait!

[He quickly goes to catch up with her. He has no clue what this party is about, but, honestly, his all-but-in-name-honorary-Freedom-Fighter-little sister shouldn't be all in the dumps! Especially since Father and Kakuya aren't around!...]

[holyironmade]

...Anya Forger.

[What does Jeanne even say? "I'm sorry I'm an insane cultist who killed your found family"? "Just so you know, Kakuya is actually at this party, but don't worry: in case you were too traumatized to tell what was going on, we managed to turn her into a comparatively impotent fox"? "Your secret is safe with me"?]

...would you not like to have something to eat?

[temmapathy]

[Emma blinks when Anya turns to disappear, and doesn't really try to run after her. Although she does squeeze in Anya's direction, trying to make her thoughts louder...she doesn't really know how it works.]

{Anya? It's me, Emma!}