week 3 - day 1 & 2

[productions]

murder manor week three



monday, tuesday

24 players remaining.

This is a general mingle post. Please put your character's name, the time, and location in the subject heading of their comment. Players may also thread in logs, either posted to murdermanor or in a private locked journal post filtered to include productions. Plots for this week's crime are due Monday by 9 PM EST.

Setting & Rules
Private Conversations
Plotting

Comments

[throe]

You could say the same thing for one's own memories or even the accounts of history. Is there any way to prove they were ever real? The details change every time we retell them or remember them. We think of them a little too deeply, wonder if something was ever there in the first place, but we easily accept it just because we can account them in our mind?

Yet, there's no proof of that. Passing down memories to our children and grandchildren last so long before they die out completely. How do we know those memories were not altered by another's retelling... or even by our own?

It's all perception. Both myth and science fall into that.

[balzams]

Um... Well, I will acknowledge that a lot of history is written from a biased perspective but I can personally confirm a good portion of my own history at least and various events from others.

It isn't just memories, people write accounts and take photographs. Even if it's destroyed that doesn't change the fact that it happened...

I'm not sure what you're trying to get at... You can call it perspective all you like but there's looking at things from a different point of view and willfully ignoring the facts in favour of your own.

[throe]

I'll give you a better example then: sound waves. We can't see them, yet we acknowledge that they are there. We accept that they're there!

Why? Because someone told us that they're there. Is an illusion, myth, or even a completely different world beyond this realm all that different then sound waves?

You can accept that science changes, yet you don't bother to question reality yourself. That's looking at the mundane, never questioning what's around you because there's no real way to define it being in reality in the first place.

[balzams]

Um... That's kind of a simplification. They found that it's based on vibrations, didn't they? Those vibrations they can measure to get an idea of the kind of sound. I'm sure there are experiments you can easily do at home to see for yourself...

But myths are different because there's no proof... Maybe that's not the best way to phrase it. Maybe because you can't repeat it? A lot of myths are based on things that happened long ago, times are different now, but scientists tend to repeat experiments again and again to make sure that the results are correct.

... You know, I've had to call my own reality into questions these past few days. You can say I'm not bothering to look beyond the mundane, but it's looking at the mundane that helps keep me grounded.

[throe]

[ She shrugs, holding out both of her arms as she does. ]

There are many paths to the top of the mountain, but I suppose not everyone wants to open their mind to more possibilities beyond the realm of what's "accepted."

As it stands, this game is neither true nor false, but it has been played and it's going to continue being played. In the end, it's doesn't really matter if it's real or not, does it?

[balzams]

Considering that people could potentially be dying... it means a lot!

While it does take off some of the pressure, knowing that only I will be personally affected by my death it doesn't make me feel any safer. I think we're already long gone past what's accepted and what isn't.

[throe]

We could always perform a seance and ask them if they're dead. There are enough candles and materials here to create one... and we already have someone capable of communicating with the spirits in other realms.

Maybe next time we really should perform an autopsy then. That would at least explain one thing.

[balzams]

We could...?

[Honestly that was actually the reason he'd wanted to talk to her, to make sure that everyone's souls had made it to the afterlife safely]

But... what do you mean about the autopsy, what would it explain?

[throe]

If you really wanted to communicate with them, I'd need an item of theirs, but if you just want to ask them yes or no questions then a simple glass will do. We can use some of the candles from the dining room to make a sigil.

It'd prove wether it's a real, dead body or not. Unless they've managed to make an impressive replica, it'd be the one way of seeing if it's a prop.

[balzams]

Th-that's... I'm afraid I can't.

[The only item of Ukraine's is her pitchfork, currently being used as a grave marker. There's no way he's remove it]

But yes or no questions are fine... I just want to know that they're safe now.

... And if that's the case then you can use my body if I die. I only ask that you put it back together and clean it up afterwards. If that's what it takes to make you realise that this isn't all an illusion then so be it.

[throe]

If you insist. The spirits are strongest at two in the morning, so we should try to contact them then.

Really? [ She leans closer to him, staring him straight in the eye. No one's ever offered their body to her like this before! ] You'd really give me your body for that?

[balzams]

That early...?

Um, is it alright if I bring another person then? I think two people being alone at that time of night is too risky.

[As she leans closer he leans back, wondering if he's made a dire mistake]

...Um, I-I suppose. But only if I die and only if you still need proof about whether this is real or fake.

[throe]

They'll be easier to reach for a longer amount of time. We risk losing their presence quicker if we do it earlier it later.

I agree, but I suggest that it's someone without a lot of negative energy, especially around someone with psychic abilities. It'll make it harder to call to whomever you seek to question.

[ She slowly returns back to a straight standing position. ] Oh, you don't have to worry. It will be safe in my hands... if it should ever happen.

[balzams]

Um... I don't know if I know anyone like that. Mr. Spain is quite cheerful I suppose...

[He's relieved when she backs off but the 'if' seems rather ominous]

[throe]

Spain...? [ Oh. Spain. Of course. She remembers him complimenting her singing just a few days ago, but her mind sticks to his brief uncomfortable moment when she talked about spirits lurking the mansion when they first met. ]

Ah, yes! Spain! His presence in the seance would be very welcome.

[balzams]

It would? That's a relief!

[Latvia certainly trusted him a lot more than Rapture at least]

If I can find him I'll be sure to ask him.

[throe]

Good. Tell me his answer when you do and we can begin the seance!

[balzams]

Right, I'll see if I can find him.

[Latvia makes his way from the music room but doesn't make a quick return. With what happens to him later that night, they won't be having any seances]