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

[bluescreenofdeath]

[last time Ib ran in for the hug, Takane didn’t have enough of a grip of her ghost form and let Ib run right through her. This time, when Ib comes she meets a warm solid body with arms wrapping around her tight.

Takane is also 5 foot nothing and it’s so strange not towering over her anymore. Look at her. Look how big her kids got!]

Ib. Ib, look at you all grown up.

[rowboats]

[ For that moment, there's pure joy, but it quickly gives way to the strange grief she'd been feeling ever since she got home and realized there was a very good chance she'd never see any of the others again--Corrin, Zelda, Santa, Ene. Ene especially, since she hadn't been lucky enough to leave the game with her life. It felt unbearable at times, dealing with the loss of a person who, in a sense of the phrase, didn't exist anymore. Never had, in her universe. She couldn't exactly cry to her parents about missing Ene, it's not like they'd believe that she'd been taken to another world and put in a death game and bonded with someone who'd done their best to keep her safe.

She feels herself start to cry. ]

I missed you...we missed you, Ene...

[ She's become a smart young lady with a promising future in front of her, but it's times like this that she feels nine years old again, petals falling off of the rose in her hand. ]

[bluescreenofdeath]

[oh no Ib if you cry then Takane will cry, starting to get weepy even though she can’t keep the grin off her face] I’ve missed you too. How long has it been? Ah, look at you, you became such a beautiful young woman. Have you and Mary been living well? You got to go home to your family didn’t you?

[rowboats]

[ Ib wipes her eyes off on her sleeve and then pulls back a little, so she can get a better look at Takane's face.

It feels strange to remember Ene being so much taller than her, and now they're about the same height--if not taller, thanks to the heels Ib is wearing. ]

Um...it's been about six years, now. I turned sixteen last month--Mary, too.

[ She takes a breath, shuddering, to will herself to stop crying for a bit. ]

Yeah. It's a long story, but my parents adopted Mary a few years after we got back. We've been doing pretty well. I'm learning how to play the violin, and Mary's such a good artist, it made me want to start learning about sculptures again, it's been...

[ a little hic, and rubbing at her eyes again ]

We've been happy. It's so good to see you.

[bluescreenofdeath]

[I’m tired and getting lazy on my html. Takane laughs, rubbing Ib’s back. There’s so much to catch up on, and so much to say, so much she wants to hear. The girls were always so creative, they seem to be thriving now, it’s the most wonderful news Takane could hear.]

It’s good to see you too. You two, you really made a great life together. I’m so proud of you, Ib.

[rowboats]

[ lazy html, don't know her. i have none of the icons i wanna use active rn.

She hears that from her parents all the time, how proud of her they are for accomplishments both in and out of school, but this hits differently. Takane knows exactly what she's gone through--the game, the art gallery, all of it. So that compliment feels much more loaded than anything her parents have ever told her.

Ib doesn't wanna start crying again, so she scrunches up her face in a dumb-looking way (see icon). ]

...thank you. You don't know how much that means to hear.

[ she is trying so fucking hard to not cry again, girl looks like she's constipated or something, smdh. ]