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!

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Hester Salieri | It's Curtains R3

[tailor_made]

[A wise Pokemon (who it is absolutely feasible might be at this party) once said: “I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant; it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are”. For Hester Salieri it’s been a quote to live by because, when you were born from the brain of one William Schuester as an amalgamation of memories of his Glee Club in the shape of his favorite student to try and fix the deteriorating multiverse via murdergaming, there’s nowhere to go but up.

After their triumphant escape from Gershwin High School Academy University, Hester has been busier than she’s ever been! Attending an actual school in the form of Seisho Music Academy, bouncing between spending weekends and holidays with her father and sister in a magical mansion and Whitetail, Minnesota- and that’s not even getting into hunting Ryan Murphy for sport spending time with her several girlfriends (and sometimes Conner). Just Stay Busy and you won’t have to think too hard about how you were a plastic mannequin until a year and a half ago or that your memories pre-murdergame are all a mash-up of twelve different people!

Therapy is going great, thanks for asking.

But for today, she’s really just happy to be here and be as extroverted as humanly possible. She’s got her seasonably appropriate sweater, matching dark blue pleated miniskirt and ever-present heels. Anyone who hasn’t seen her in the last few months might also notice a drastic hair change- it’s gone from down to her mid-back to just barely at her shoulders, with streaks of red, orange and marigold yellow blending into her natural dark brown.]

Happy holidays, everyone~! I made kugel! [The noodles look somehow both overcooked and undercooked at the same time but boy howdy, she looks immensely proud of herself.

For her roundmates, she’ll greet them with exuberance and immediately start asking them for life updates even if she just saw them a few days ago. For strangers and people from the days of the opera house Hester has a thick packet of “Hello, My Name Is ______” nametags and a red sharpie. This isn’t her party but by God, she can and she will micromanage it.]

Hello! I’m Hester Salieri, it is so nice to meet you…even, you know, considering the whole context of this party. Quick question! Can you spell your name for me?

[thejkdefense]

How dedicated of you. My name is November 11.

[And he proceeds to spell it out, all the time with a slightly nonchalant smile on his face. It's his usual expression -- he's pretty casual.

And casual he is while he says his name is a goddamn calendar date]

[tellthestory]

Oh, hey, Hester!

[It's your horrible sort-of-dad's jailer, sort of? Maybe not really, but the Balladeer is certainly the only person in regular contact with Will, and the guy anyone who does want to talk to him is gonna have to go through. It's sort of stressful, honestly.

But! He doesn't really talk about it unless someone else brings it up first! So!]

That looks good! What is it? [he has no idea what kugel should look like anyway!]