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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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My love life’s already fucked.
[Somebody is a little miffed his medieval sweetheart hasn’t called as of recent. Libra is a man of many talents- Technology, however, has never been his strong suit.]
I could use that sexual harassment sprig as toilet paper and it wouldn’t make a goddamn difference! All my relationships seem to go to hell in a screwed up, shit-covered handbasket. But you know what? It’s not the right holiday to be pissy about that!
[Rex’s nose remains upturned as he saunters over to the desserts, as per Jared’s request. The gymnast doesn’t say it out loud, especially because they aren’t locked in a killing game at this very moment, but there is something wildly comforting about Jared’s tendency to appreciate simple joys.
Rex often needs to be reminded that they exist.]
How many of these chocolate froggy things- [Why, yes, those are indeed just frogs covered in chocolate…] Do ya think it would take to make Slimon puke? Or…
Would he hurl just lookin’ at ‘em?
I’m askin’ for a friend.
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I bet he'd bite one if he couldn't see the frog underneath. And then probably scream and throw the rest into the air. [Jared looks up, eyes following an imaginary half-frog trajectory.]
SORRY THIS IS SO LATE
Y'know, didn't Simon bum it out on some crazy-ass train for somethin' like ten years? The dweeb's probably got an insanely varied palette.
["Messed up" is what the young hero means to say, but the thought of ratboy potentially eating rats to survive even manages to stun Rex Splode into a state of almost politeness.]
Come to think of it, he's probably eaten way weirder stuff than this.
[cue a few more froggy-eyed blinks-]
Except pussy, probably.
Damn!
no prob!
[He chuckles a bit at Rex's comment.] Man, did he even know any girls his age on that train? [You'd think he'd have better hygiene then, right? RIGHT???]