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

lust | fma | we could be r1

[fingerbang]

[ Lust shows up particularly early — half the point of this is to try and pinpoint who sent the invitation, after all, it's not like she's here to socialize — and she looks over the decorations with an expression of utter detachment. ]

This is the holiday she mentioned, huh...? The human version of Molting Day.

[ you know how sometimes (aziraphale disguised as) crowley explains jesus to you and then tuca toucan gives you some more context clues? you know how that happens

Anyway, a few hours later, she's taken up residence in a chair somewhere. She's got a glass of red wine she's taken maybe, like, one sip from over the past few hours if we're being generous, and there's a small leather-bound notebook sitting in her lap. While she's not actively engaging with most people, she's open to conversation and seems perfectly pleasant and attentive — unless you're part animal or can read energy, in which case you can probably perceive that she's the source of some truly rancid vibes. Wallflowers and unattended strangers are the ones she chooses to speak to without prompting. ]

I don't suppose you have any more idea who's behind this than I do.

[ AND THEN SHE'S PROBABLY GOING TO JUST START DOING A SURVEY ABOUT THEIR MURDERGAME AND TAKE NOTES... the people she does recognize, however — well, she can't say she feels one way or the other about seeing them, unless Leo's hanging around. But the smile she flashes when she says hello looks genuine enough, even though they know perfectly well it's insincere and she'd kill everyone in this room for a corn chip. It's probably no surprise that she looks exactly the same; the only cosmetic difference is the long-sleeved, high-necked dress she's wearing. ]

It's been a while, hasn't it?

[ Meanwhile, Amestris has absolutely bad ended and millions of people are dead, but don't worry about it! It's fine! ]