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

[your_best_friend]

Nope. Though, that's strange, too. Never seen a SOUL with mustard on it. Can I try licking it?

[scribbly]

Gross. This is part of me or something, right? Don't lick it.

[your_best_friend]

...

[Flowey burrows into the ground and pops up in the hitbox to look at the mustard stain closer.]

Usually, SOULs are just SOULs without anything on them. I didn't even know a SOUL could be decorated...!

[scribbly]

[It's a mustard stain! There is nothing extraordinary about it beyond its existence. There's a few of them in different spots.]

Don't lick it. Are you even supposed to be in there?

[your_best_friend]

[Nope. And his turn isn't even supposed to last this long!]

...

[Flowey licks it.]

[scribbly]

[mmmmm, old mustard]

Eeeeewww! Gross, gross, gross! Get out of there!

[she obviously has no idea what she's doing and frankly it's been so long aince i played undertale that NEITHER DO I but the SOUL very promptly starts moving around the hitbox to get out of tongue-range.]

[your_best_friend]

[Flowey doesn't go after the SOUL, only remaining confused as to how mustard, actual real mustard, is on the SOUL. After a moment longer at puzzled staring, Flowey burrows into the ground and appears back outside the hitbox.]

Really weird, but an investigation for another day! I'll end my turn now so you can go and choose MERCY, then SPARE.

[If done so, she'll be able to notice the spare option is yellow.]

[scribbly]

[Flowey does not know how grateful he needs to be that people were nice to her in The Newlydead Game because canon Mary would 100% take this opportunity to just shank him. This Mary, though, only hesitates because it takes her a second to figure out how to follow the given instructions—but she does, taking a second to regain her bearings as the battle ends.]

Can't believe you licked it... What was all of that?

[your_best_friend]

Oh, that? That was just the battle screen, though some monsters use it to fling magical projectiles at each other. You know, casual magical bullet conversation.

[Flowey is 100% not trolling right now.]

[scribbly]

Battle screen? Like in a video game?

[Weirder has, admittedly, happened, but not this specific genre of weird???]

Maybe I should've flung a projectile at you for licking my SOUL or whatever...

[She visibly hates that sentence.]

[your_best_friend]

Hm... I guess the billboard of me DID say 'RPG-like mechanics', but no, life isn't a video game. I stopped treating it as such by the time I managed to make it back to my timeline.

Oh! Did you notice the yellow name? Monsters change the color of their name from white to yellow when they want to be spared. Want me to make you a yellow name?

[scribbly]

Sparing means the battle is over? It sounds like a video game...

[HMMMM as she thinks about this and HMMMM as she considers his offer. Yellow IS her favorite color...]

I guess so. It won't mess up anything, will it?

[your_best_friend]

Not at all! Monsters change the color of their spares all the time! It's just that yellow is in. Golly, I remember when I started a polka-dot fad for a RESET or two.

Come see me in a couple hours, it should be done by then.

[scribbly]

[She seems a little confused by the whole thing still, but she nods, anyway. An idea occurs to her, though, before she gets the chance to express her complete lack of understanding.]

Oh! How about we trade? If you're going to make me something, how about I draw something for you?

[She holds her sketchbook up by her face, looking quite proud just of its existence. The cover has stickers all over it! Some are cats! Some are flowers! Some are horrific monstrosities! One is a shark with legs!]