There's No Place Like Traumabonding for the Holidays

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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

Max | Airlocked

[theundertaken]

[Others from Airlocked will know that Max has settled a lot since the games finally ended. He still seems tired pretty often, but he's chill and well-kempt; his hair's pulled back into a shorter ponytail than he used to have, and his beard is trimmed, making him look...rather like some kind of Portland hipster, honestly! He shows up wearing a heavy coat, but it's warmer here, so he pretty quickly sheds it to reveal a characteristically bizarre sweater.

His ever-present therapy Shuppet floats at his side, occasionally sneaking away to stare and chirp at someone who is...you know, maybe not handling all of their murdergame trauma that well.]

Sorry. She, uh, eats bad feelings. [He grimaces broadly and takes a sip of (non-alcoholic!) nog. No need to elaborate there!] These weird get-togethers are like a buffet for her. Always a lot of new people, don't know where they keep coming from. Space? This stuff happening in space still?

[Does he even really wanna know? Eh, whatever, he's asking!

He can also be found hanging around the refreshments table. For such a stringy-looking guy, he sure is eating a lot of cookies.]

It's fine, I made these. Don't even know if this was a potluck, I just wanted these ones. Best way to know the good shit's gonna be there. Was it a potluck, or is this, like, Denny's-catered again. Are you one of the guys who knows what the Denny's is all about? What is that? Not that I'm against it.

[Of course, if you are from Airlocked...well, he's honestly always a little weird and awkward around the people who saw him at his absolute worst, but also you are the ones he actually knows, so:]

Hey. [.....] Did you see the guys literally singing like it was a musical?

[callbacks]

[Even with the sunglasses, it's easy to tell the twenty-something in the tailored suit is staring. Transfixed, even. His cup is held halfway to his face and has been for a full minute.]

...Your sweater... would make the gods weep, bro. [His voice is hushed, almost teary himself.] I've never seen anything so... so fuckin' beautiful.

[theundertaken]

Yeah? [Max grins.] Thought I'd misread the mysterious invitation I didn't really get. Half of you are dressed up like it's some fancy thing.

[He doesn't even own a suit anymore, if he ever did. Technically, he's rich now? He's allowed to be a fucking weirdo!]

[nojohnyouare]

Singing... [She contemplates this.] Normal for them? Maybe. ...Difficult.

[theundertaken]

I'm glad we're not from the Broadway adaptation.

[He contemplates this for a second.]

Kinda gory. But I guess there's plays where lots of people die. They've got Sweeney Todd or whatever. [...] How's it been?

[nojohnyouare]

Quiet. Less musical.

[Could you imagine Mai singing her feelings, she barely talks most of the time.]

Schoolwork... Difficult. But working hard. You?

[theundertaken]

Same as ever, I guess. Life of the idle rich. [Hand gestures] I've been going to the coffeeshop a lot more.

[Getting out more at all, that is to say.]

But I'm basically just J and B's weird fuckin' house husband. Whatever, at least I'm doing something.

[nojohnyouare]

It sounds nice.

[Mai eats another fancy sausage off her plate and thinks.]

Parties? Even if they aren't big ones like this.

[theundertaken]

Ehhhh.

[He grimaces.]

Not big on them, with people who are...you know, regular. They've got more friends outside all this shit than I do. Just - hard to really get to know anyone without bringing it up, you know? But I mean, it's fine, not like I don't have people to talk to.

[nojohnyouare]

...mm. [Mai gives a little nod.] Difficult. Relating and understanding. And talking to anyone. ...Sometimes people like Bear-san. When I take him for walks.

[No laws against taking little robot animals out in public, unlike with actual bears.]

[theundertaken]

It was a while ago now, and I'm not...you know, it's better. Still a big part of my life, though. Guess it always will be. I mean, people ask "what do you do?" and the answer is "live off my giant settlement from the people who killed me for fun?" You can't say that shit.

[Mmm. Didn't really mean to go on that long about it.]

Do they think he's like...a funky Roomba or something?

[nojohnyouare]

He technically is. ...Robot pet toys... popular now. Though not advanced like Bear-san.

[So they think she's a weirdo, but, like, a normal and explainable weirdo.]

[theundertaken]

Roombas aren't alive, though.

[Like, the difference between a roomba and Penny. Except less, he's still a bear.]

We don't really have that. There's drones and things though. No one keeps them for pets, you just fly them to get cool camera footage or be a creep.

[nojohnyouare]

[The true tragedy of leaving the 2000s: that the Poo-Chi and Tekno are no longer in style.]

Drone... Mm. It sounds like fun. Except... creeping.

[theundertaken]

They can spy on people. From the sky. I don't like...cameras. Generally.

[nojohnyouare]

...[Mai gives a small, understanding nod.] Do people do that to you. Or just in general.

[theundertaken]

In general. I'm not famous or anything back on Earth. In space...

[Grimace, hand tilted left and right]

Weird in the beginning. It was kinda like that for all of us though, right? Anyway, I just go in and out of the therapist's office these days, barely out in public at all. Jessie spooks people who get too close anyway. [this is the shuppet's name]

[nojohnyouare]

[nod] I haven't been much. Sometimes tempted. But... Unsure how to deal with people. Even normally.

[theundertaken]

They have good space therapists. And meds. You can't, uh, just talk about this shit on Earth, you know?

[nojohnyouare]

[nod] True. ...Difficult talking to anyone, anyway. But you're probably right.

[theundertaken]

[He shrugs.]

I don't go there to...make friends or whatever, though. Too many people know all my business there.

[nojohnyouare]

Some people seem happy with that. But Ardyn seems to just be doing what he wants.

[theundertaken]

Ah - [Max grimaces.] - I don't know him too well. I was - when he died, I was in a really shitty place, I was kinda a dick to him.

[It's true, though it also probably wasn't quite as bad as Max thinks it was.]

But, uh, he seems like he bounced back from the whole thing pretty well?

[nojohnyouare]

It seems like it. Though... It's hard to tell how anyone is feeling. I don't think he would blame you. If he doesn't blame anyone else but Nina.

[theundertaken]

Mmm. Yeah, maybe. Prom's...I mean, I guess he's kinda okay with him being around, but I don't think they're ever gonna be buddies.

[And of course, that's where Max's loyalties really lie.]