murder manor - reunion part II

[productions]

murder manor reunion



[You are in a darkened theater.

In front of you is an enormous cinema screen. On it plays video of the manor, accompanied by appropriate sound effects and background instrumentals when fitting. The seat you're sitting on is large and plush, and while there's many of them, there's enough room in the theatre for you to fully recline the seat into a comfortable bed if you wish.

Follow the stairs up and you'll reach what should be the projection room. There are no projectors in here, however; it is simply a large and well-lit room above the main seating area, and a good place to hang out with your fellow eliminated contestants if shouting at each other across the aisles proves too much to handle.

If you leave the theatre through the door in the back, you'll find yourself in a hall. On one end is a concession stand. It's stocked with standard movie snacks - popcorn, candy and the like - but if you're feeling the urge for something else, you'll be able to find it stocked somewhere in the back. On the other end is a table with thirty wrapped bags and a placard reading 'A star for our stars! Please accept these lovely giftbags as a token of appreciation for your hard work, sponsored by [illegible smudge]'. Each bag has a tag bearing the name of someone in the mansion; you will only be able to open the bag with your name on it. As soon as you open it, any memories that have been taken from you, including those of the other people in the mansion that you may have forgotten, will be returned in their entirety. Within the bag are also objects from your home that you may want for your stay here, though you will find no weapons.

There are no other doors in the hall save for the one leading back into the theatre room. There are also no windows; it is impossible to tell where you are and what is going on in the outside world. Any attempts to break out will fail. So in the meantime, why not sit back and enjoy the show?]

Murder Manor reunion week continues! This week is taking place outside the game (and will not be remembered by the living characters). Once the week is over, the living characters will be right back where they left off, Sunday night in the manor.

During the times when Doris is taking questions, characters will not be able to talk about things that are 'off topic.' They can talk and reunite with one another, but need to focus on things relevant to that week or topic of discussion. Any time they get off topic, they will find themselves stuck trying to make the words come out of their mouth and will simply trail off. There will be breaks where characters can talk without this restriction, but the same will happen to anyone who, at any time, starts trying to talk about anything to do with there being a Mastermind or player to benefit from the game or planted player who isn't Lithuania. Codes and other attempts to get around this rule will still result in trailing off.

All the living characters have now arrived, and all characters may participate, although Yuzu is not here and characters may notice Belarus, Clyde, and Michael Altman seem to be empty shells.

Comments

[speakveryclearly]

Oh...

[And in that moment Kanaya was Troy Barnes, a comparison I never expected to make]

...................did this happen in the projection room??

[notyetlost]

Wow no there's like, no privacy up there. [According to Lithuania anyways.]

We went under the concession stand.

[speakveryclearly]

[Kanaya's hand flies over her heart. The notebook falls out of her lap and makes a bit of a noise. She is processing this as a deep personal betrayal.]

[notyetlost]

I'll get it!

[Poland is just obliviously picking up her notebook.]

[speakveryclearly]

[She accepts it from him like her hands are knives.]

Why? Is this some bizarre reverse-psychological ploy?

[notyetlost]

[Um.] ...picking up your notebook?

[speakveryclearly]

Employing an idea you mocked back when it was mine!

[notyetlost]

I totally mocked a lot of stuff you said, you have to be more specific.

[speakveryclearly]

The concession stand was our [not herself and Poland's] thing! The projection room was your [plural] thing! I thought we had an implicit agreement!

[notyetlost]

[Oh.]

Lithuania made me.

[Foist. Foist. Foist.]

[vytis]

I just wanted to go into the hallway, you suggested the concession stand.

[Not helping.]

[notyetlost]

I didn't think you'd actually-- You never want to do anything! I didn't think you'd actually-- you're really frustrating!

[Even with memory loss coercing you into stuff was almost impossible!]

[speakveryclearly]

[GLANCES AT LITHUANIA... LOOKS BACK AT POLAND, NOT EXACTLY IMPRESSED... VOICE DRIPPING...]

Whom to believe.

[notyetlost]

It's not even like we did anything, he just got a snack.

[Not a lie.]

Your hot make out area is like still entirely pure.

[Maybe a lie.]

[speakveryclearly]

This is wildly divergent from your original description of what transpired.

[notyetlost]

Okay! Well![Blaming Lithuana isn't working. And downplaying what happened isn't working. So that leaves...]

Maybe you should have been more proactive!

I made Annie all pretty and you still haven't rolled under that thing to muss up her up so really I think the person you're totally steamed with is you, yup there I said it.

[Blaming Kanaya! Obviously.]

1/2

[speakveryclearly]

I am not sure whether to feel hurt more over being intercepted or misunderstood.

2/2

[speakveryclearly]

Now we can never go back.

1/2

[notyetlost]

Back to what?

You're being really dramatic over a crawl space underneath a candy display.

2/2

[notyetlost]

I'm like sorry that Lithuania got totally super drunk and then started drawing weird pagan junk on me with like chocolate syrup and then got drunk inspired again and decided he had to rewrite it and needed like a totally secluded space to get it off me so he could start super fresh and wouldn't take my original suggestion of just using the projection room because it's like populated or whatever and then dragged me through the theater under the concession stand instead and he hurt your like super weird alien feelings to the max.




God. [Poland holds out a white carnation to her.]