week 5

[productions]

murder manor week five



sunday

16 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.

This post will cover the weekend period from the end of trial Saturday to Sunday afternoon, when new incentives will be announced. No murders will take place over this time.

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SUNDAY - 8 PM - HAPPY HALLOWEEN

[productions]

[The day carries on, and night begins to fall. Dinner is held in the ballroom as usual. However, when 8 PM arrives and the clock chimes, something just…stops. It's something in between blinking and passing out. No time seems to have passed, and yet, there's a sense of a slice of time missing. And suddenly, everything has changed.

The manor no longer looks shiny and clean, but is instead dim and dusty, with massive cobwebs hung on chandeliers, in corners, across doorways, and elsewhere. At the chime of each hours from the clock, bats will fly out into the foyer before flying back inside the clock. The weather has turned ice cold, with fog hanging in the air, making it difficult to see very far ahead of you when outside. The pumpkins in the pumpkin patch have all been carved into jack-o-lanterns and left to line the doorway and the courtyard. When night does fall, something ominous is in the air.

Even more ominous are the strange goings on you can hear throughout the manor. The water in the Emerald wing bathroom now only runs ice cold, and sometimes at night you can hear screaming coming from there. If you walk through the gardens right outside the dining room, a chill runs up your spine and for a moment, your body is paralyzed and a horrible panic comes over you as you smell a combination of floral perfume and blood. If you walk through the wrong place in the drawing room, something seems to constrict around your neck, and you are unable to breath until you collapse to the floor. Late at night, the sound of rapping comes from Ruby wing #2, and you can occasionally hear someone pounding at the doors to the elevator in the kitchen, but no one is inside. Late at night in the music room, melancholy piano notes sometimes play by themselves, and the next morning the room smells like smoke. If you walk into the kitchen at the wrong time, there is blood dripping from the ceiling, and when you open the ice box, you can hear an unearth shriek. In the early hours in the morning, someone pounds at the door to Sapphire wing #4, and you can hear a man sobbing.

That's not all. You can actually spy the spirits of past contestants if the timing is just right - a flicker of a yowling cat reflected in the pond; a woman's voice singing in the Ruby wing bathroom; a glowing, bloodstained figure standing by the parlor fire for a moment before she vanishes; a laughing figure and the heavy scent of cigarette smoke outside near the chapel.

But enough of all that creepy stuff! You're all excited to dress up, too, aren't you? During the space of a lost second, all of you seem to have changed into costumes. The interesting thing about the costumes is, all of your other clothes are gone, save for basics such as undergarments and sleepwear, and don't try to go out just in those. You're expected to wear your costume at all times except when sleeping or bathing. Fortunately, the costumes will be fresh and appear to be newly washed each morning.

Happy Halloween!]

[godwhisperer]

[Just. Sitting here looking at his little hamsters in their little bat costumes. Holy shit, they look so cute. He can't stop looking at them. Doesn't seem bothered by the stupid vampire costume with the stupid bat vest at all, this is more like what he usually wears anyway.]

Haha...ahaha...

[teenspirit]

[ Staring at Gundam with the same awe he is giving his hamsters. At least she doesn't seem to care about how scantily clad she is. ]

[godwhisperer]

Fly, my little bats! Ahahaha! Now you will rule the night!

[Nope, still hasn't noticed anything but the cute animals.]

[souredsweet]

[the hamsters are now officially Kaoru's favorite part of whatever the hell just happened.]

Oh...! Even the dark gods have received something?

[godwhisperer]

Yes. They have become my winged messengers of darkness.

[Just looks so pleased.]

[throe]

[ She takes a moment to look around ballroom, then lets her eyes fall onto those sitting around her, then she looks down at her own outfit and the broom in her hand. She gently touches the hat pinned to her hair.

It feels vaguely familiar.

Rapture grins, standing up from her seat and sweeping her arms in on fast motion toward the chandeliers above them. ]

Finally... my time has come! [ She throws back her head with an added cackle for measure. ]

[coca_cola]

[ Clyde does a good job of keeping his composure when things suddenly change, though admittedly... It's helped a lot by the realization of what he's wearing. He immediately tries to tug the hood down, but with no luck whatsoever. There's a bit of less-than-polite language, but. That's to be expected.

So he's just sitting there in his (stupid) devil costume with the most flat, displeased expression you can imagine as he continues his meal. Luckily, he has yet to notice that someone has a matching costume, because that would just rub this in even more... ]

[souredsweet]

[hi i'm from the edo period and i don't realize these costumes are matching or even know what this shit is

THAT IS, Kaoru is just kind of lifting both arms, staring at the sparkle of the sleeves and looking baffled.]

What is the meaning of this...? All of this? [WHY IS THE MANOR SPOOPY]

[coca_cola]

[ Clyde looks over towards Kaoru with a still-flat expression, but then seeing what Kaoru is wearing... He looks away sharply, covering his face with a hand. ]

...You're an angel. Seriously?

[ WHY ]

[respecting]

[Just... getting green paint on everything.]

Stupid costume!

[notyetlost]

Have you considered not touching everything?

[vytis]

[Lithuania startles a little at suddenly having a gun before registering how light and plastic it is and realizing it must be a toy. After that, he's left looking down at himself uncertainly.]

This is really unnecessary... [Though looking around he's thinking he got off easy compared to some of the others.]

[notyetlost]

[At least Poland doesn't seem the slightest bit bothered.]

Oh hey, they actually got Łukasiewicz to fit on the tag.

[Nice.]

[hollowheart]

[This certainly wasn't made to accommodate a busty teen (or was it??). To add insult to injury, Annie's hair is down in its natural length from the usual bun in a bob around her face.]

...This is only temporary, right?

[throe]

[ She thinks Annie looks the coolest, but she's not going to say that out loud. ]

I don't know, I think it'd be a lot better if it stayed this way.

[allice]

My...you certainly look, uh, done up. I didn't even think you had to participate in this.

[Seeing as Annie isn't technically a "player" anymore. Girl doesn't even vote.]

[inthebones]

The first person to guffaw will be able to definitively answer once and for all a certain question oft asked of me concerning sticks and rear-ends.

Star-end first.

[vytis]

[That outfit...]

...It--doesn't look bad on you?

[notyetlost]

You're not supposed to look cute!

[How can he make fun of her now it's not faiiiiir.]

[pandacea]

Miss Susan, you're so beautiful! You're like a real fairytale queen!

[throe]

[ It starts as a chuckle, then goes into full-on laughter, so much she has to hold onto the table to keep herself from falling over. Her body is practically shaking with every laugh. ]

You're the good witch!

[allice]

[Adding onto the chorus of laughs is Alice. Ok she might look like a badly done up mummy, but Susan's is A+ gold.]

Oh my god those bastards are terrible, pwhahaha!

[allice]

Oh, please. They couldn't even make me a sexy Cleopatra? I had to have a half-wrapped Mummy?

[LONG SIGH.]

Well at least it isn't the worse costume. [Looks at...basically everyone else. That wonderful ego of Alice's sure is at work today.]

[notyetlost]

Ohhhhhhh.

I thought you were a mangled toilet paper roll.