week 1 - day 0

[productions]

murder manor week one



sunday

[As promised, on Sunday morning at 9 AM, the grandfather clock in the foyer begins to chime. The doors to the drawing room are left open, although the doors to the smoking room adjacent are locked. Set out in the drawing room is a fine selection of coffee, tea, fruit, and pastries. There are also enough chairs, lounges, and sofas for everyone to have a seat.

Once everyone has filed in, the doors to the drawing room will close and lock]

This is an NPC post as well as an open mingle. Players may reply to the NPC, or may discuss the game amongst themselves. Players will be locked in the room until 10 AM. Please see the plot and in character rule pages below. Anyone wishing to submit a murder for the week must do so by Monday at 9 PM EST.

Plots
Rules

Comments

[speakveryclearly]

[Kanaya lurks by the wall of the foyer far enough that others might have room to read the placard; she's grinding her knuckles against the base of her horn looking for all the world like she has a very bad headache.]

This certainly explains how we all got here without remembering how...

[hollowheart]

[Annie hasn't been forward with her own reaction, watching the rest as they took in the unpleasant information, but she watches Kanaya with mild interest.]

Do you think they could take even more of our memories away?

[speakveryclearly]

[She blinks, thinking the question over.]

There's little doubt in my mind that they have the ability. My guess would be that they've taken as much as they intend to for now, though.

[hollowheart]

I should have asked if they "would". No matter; I wonder what exactly they've seen in our heads. I wouldn't be surprised if they start blackmailing us.

[speakveryclearly]

Ooh. Given how much data they seem to have - the information cards and so on - that seems very possible as well, and would fit in with the theme.

[hollowheart]

Would joining this game be worth protecting what's in your head?

[speakveryclearly]

Mine? No, probably not... [Lingering on that thought.]

As for yours?

[hollowheart]

[She has a lot to hide, and yet...] It wouldn't make a difference, here. It's not my home. It may make me a target, however. I'm not that good of a person.

[speakveryclearly]

Ah.

I'm not sure at this point if nobody intends to play or they're just hiding said decision for now. In the former case, though, you shouldn't worry anyway.