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There's No Place Like Traumabonding for the Holidays

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!
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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]
CW: Implied body horror...
... Actually. No. This might be perfect if he only had the means on hand for his art. For now, any normal human being would find the look in his eyes most unsettling. ]
Oh, I would be just as happy to make you lovely furniture, but I don't tend to used recycled works... Unlike you, it seems.
[ Not to mention they're in public and he's already gotten plenty of criticism for his furniture. ]
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[But she can't say for certainty she'd win any kind of fight, or succeed at any scheme. She loses just as often as she wins, fact she doesn't like to think about at all. Even though she says she'd try to kill Shin in a brand new murdergame if this is what's going on here, who knows, maybe it'd be the other way around -- Shin has a looooot of motivation to kill her, after all!
But so far it seems this isn't a brand new murdergame, so all they can do is stare at each other with absolute hatred...well, no, she'll try to get the upper hand anyway]
Looks we're at a standstill! Oh, how delightful...you, trapped by social conventions! Forced to watch while I... [She looks around and takes a glass of eggnog] Imbibe eggnog without a care in the world!
[Which she proceeds to do, reveling in this and so refusing to ackbowledge she' just as trapped as Shin]
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[ Little does she know how many times he imagined tearing her apart and fashioning her parts into a vanity. It would suit her very well, if she couldn't just revive herself in some other body.
Yes, that was the most annoying part. ]
You say that as if you didn't just ask to speak with me in private. Don't you know I've always worked from a place of darkness?
[ In hindsight that might be ironic considering what she did to him, but that's trivial. ]
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Why are you here too?!
[And then she glares at Shin as if he was personally responsible for this demon being invited to the party. Shin, can you believe this?]