77th ♫ | the door decorated with silver ribbons swung open

[phaiinein]

MURDERGAME ALL-STARS MINGLE ❤ HOLIDAY EDITION

Yet another year has gone by and yet another load of survivors have come tumbling out of a murdergame! With the end of the year coming around, that means it's obviously time for an interdimensional winter holiday party of dubious canonicity for any and all characters who've been along for the murdergame ride! You've gotten an invite and arrived at this appropriately decked out party space with enough room, food and drinks and cool decorations to keep a party going into the wee hours of the night!

Just toplevel with your character's name and what game and round they were from — no blank comments! Make sure to give everyone an idea of what life has been like for the past year and give everyone a chance to catch up with your character and their new life!

Have snowball fights! Eat too much food! Swap presents! Shittalk your relatives! And most importantly of all, have a happy holiday party!

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Zerinda Radeucan | Unknown Seas R1

[bogwife]

[Three years in and Zerinda feels like she might finally have a hang of these new winter holidays. When she was growing up her family had occasionally celebrated the winter solstice even though the solstices weren't exactly a fixture in traditional Dwarven culture. There's not much reason to mark the change of the seasons when a large swath of your society lives underground and venturing to the surface is a means of banishment. But those winter nights with all seven of her parents were always special to Zerinda. Now it's a comfort to feel like she understands the similarities between the simple traditions she knows and those of her friends.

As such, Zaza is here to party in the loudest dress she could on her last visit to Forks. She's brought a whole stack of homemade presents for her Escape From Under The Sea comrades that she's crafted over the course of this year along with a literal cauldron of hot stew she somehow managed to bring with her. If asked what's in it, she's happy to announce:]

Druffalo! The skeletons got it when it wandered too deep into the bog and I wasn't about to let it go to waste.

[What's that? There's some kind of naked rabbit in a little red and green sweater that has "PRINCESS" embroidered across the back wandering around? Don't worry about it. Zerinda has an eye on her probably.]

Nina | Airlocked + We Could Be R5

[theproducer]

[It's been a little under two months since the grand escape from the Aperture facility and Nina's transfer from the Freddie Mercury Correctional Institute to the SCP Foundation. In that time things have been...good. Surprisingly good. She's settled in with Barry, gotten to know some of the researchers, found a handful of holes in their firewalls within the first two weeks because she got bored. All in all, it's been a surprisingly smooth transition and now she's here, surrounded by strangers and familiar faces with one big thing in common.

Which is fine. She feels entirely normal about it and it is definitely not something she'll talk at length with Dr. Zolof about at her next session.

Oh, Earth holiday parties, Nina hardly knows ye...or how to act at ye for that matter. At least it's an excuse to drink champagne and dress up. She's brought some small gifts for people she knows (or at least suspects) will be here, a tray of (blessedly store bought) cookies and a tablet with a case covered in glittery stickers that she's idly tapping away at while she holds up the wall (for a personal project she doesn't need to be doing when at a party).

Still, Nina seems happy to look up from her work and chat with anyone who comes to bother her, particularly her fellow Total Drama Murder contestants. She might even have a gift ready depending on who you are.]

Anna Fugo | Unknown Seas R1/We Could Be R5

[emberserker]

[Anna's new homeworld doesn't even have any of these holidays, but she's popping back in anyway with a stollen she worked very hard on bound for the food table and a scowl on her face for anyone who expects her to give them presents. She's in a black-and-gold dress reminiscent of her Scholar outfit, just fancied up for a party, and after dropping the pastry off at the food table, she'll head outside with a frown... and possibly be melting the snow around her.]

I do wonder why they felt the need to invite us all here. At least it's better than some places.

[She will go back inside, though, and hold up the wall watching people go by and rolling her eyes at them.]

Why half of these people show their faces here dressed like that, I really do not know.

Barry | We Could Be Round 2 + 5

[berkmanblock]

[It’s been two months since leaving Aperture already–the first two months of Barry’s life without being imprisoned in an arcade cabinet or testing facility when he thinks about it, and the months he's felt the closest to being an actual person. Maybe the SCP Foundation is giving him a new purpose. He’s essentially an intern at the moment, sure, but it feels like he belongs even if that’s in large part because his father and Nina are there. The thought of being helpful to them there makes him more confident that he isn’t inherently evil.

No, he just is--remember, no one is actually inherently evil. Dr. Zolof has been trying to nudge him away from seeing things that way: “black and white thinking”, was it? They’d discussed that last time, and coping with anxiety over this specific holiday gathering.

Barry isn’t hard to spot around, looking a bit obvious as Nina’s plus one whenever he’s near her. His default mode is holding onto a glass of wine (may or may not be empty at some points but this is how he attempts to be normal) and giving his wallflower’s interpretation of whatever being sociable with strangers is with a slightly awkward half-smile.] Hey, uh…does anyone know whose idea this was?

[He’s significantly more relaxed when it comes to other Pac-Man Escapees and former Murder Island contestants, eager to catch up with friends and found family that have settled elsewhere.]

Farrah Salieri | It's Curtains R3 | cw underage drinking

[brokeforgood]

[Farrah's here of course, ribbons braided into her hair, wearing an oversized sweater over leggings and holding a big mug of what she'll claim is hot cocoa, but is clearly mulled wine if you get a good look or whiff. The mug itself is ridiculous, giant and portraying three pole dancing santas with the caption ho ho ho. Maybe you'll try and take it from her? Or maybe you've caught her after someone else has confiscated the thing, and she's trying to steal your beverage instead. Or maybe you've found her with her bedazzled flask, pouring something suspicious into the punch?

Outside of being the poorest behaved teen here, she can also be found shaking gifts to try and figure out what's inside, or packing snowballs outside. You might even get hit by one, if you're particularly unlucky!]

Calypso Dynamite | WCB3

[calrippedso]

Hey everyone, Happy Holly-days!

[She's here, she has a literal sack of gifts to hand out, she actually did say it "holly-day", she is currently decked out in a sweater bearing the words "MERRY LIFTMAS". This distracts from neither the Santa hat nor the fake mustache she's also wearing.]

Here you go, fresh from the Ceres Reborn.

[If she knows you, she is handing you a wonderful if definitely homespun gift basket of fruits and- also fresh vegetables and other produce. There may also be some fresh cheese and eggs you really hope came from chickens.]

[This is also happening if she doesn't know you, but the baskets are smaller and home to slightly less varied fruit and veg.]

[She can also be found later in the night fondly looking out any windows available.]

...so is that real snow or just really convincing artificial stuff? Cause either way, impressive.

[...or just wild card an opening of some kind, we're not your boss.]

Aziraphale | We Could Be R1 & R5

[buggrealle]

[Aziraphale himself is not in attendance. However, somewhere on the food table is an immaculate silver serving tower that never seems to run out of delicious, bite-sized pastries and sweets. Near where the gifts are piled is a large green velvet bag, bulging with contents that never seem to run out and tied shut with a tartan bow. The note, pinned to the bag on antique paper in neat cursive, reads:]

Thank you for the invitation, however I must regretfully decline. After all this is the "busy season," so to speak, and this year certainly busier than most!

All the best,
Aziraphale

P.S. There is a gift and a cracker for everyone in the bag.

((HAPPY SEASON 3! Despite the honor system implied in the note, the bag will feel completely empty to anyone who tries to go for a second gift or Christmas cracker. No matter whether you've met Aziraphale or not, the gift will be something that your character wants or wanted dearly at one time. Think what they would have asked Santa for!
(The only exception is weapons - all weapons, no matter how realistic they look, are non-lethal.)))

King Richard | It's Curtains R2

[superbeliever]

Oh, this is so fun! A party before Christmas!

[King Richard is here to party, wearing sumptuous gold and black brocade and a long, heavy cloak made of waterproofed cloth and draped with fur across the shoulders. Most of the time he has a toddler with him, with wild waves of dark hair like his father's and a dress with a velvet cote of green trimmed with gold.]

Oh! Yes, this is my son, Rowan. Quite a handsome little fellow, isn't he? He's got his looks from his mother.

[Or, for those who already know Rowan:]

Here, can you hold him for a second? Daddy's been eyeing one of those delightful little cakes over there for hours. I'll grab you one too! Thanks!

Yl'lb Ein | Airlocked/WCB r5

[thesciencemind]

[It's been a little under two months now, and Yl'lb has been...fine, for the most part. For once, he's slowed down and reduced his workload considerably. He's gone back to therapy, and seen some regular doctors as well - he may not have technically died, but severe dehydration can have some lingering effects. Salarians are delicate.

He's lucky, though, to have the resources he does. So it isn't so bad. Good enough that he shows up for the Champions' regular some-winter-holiday-he's-not-sure-what-exactly party. Or...maybe it's the other survivors from the island who threw this? He isn't exactly sure. Doesn't much matter, though.

He arrives bundled up against the cold despite having teleported directly into the building - Salarians are delicate - and bearing some small gifts for people he knows well. And also a dish from Sur'Kesh that, according to the label, is actually bug-free! Not all humans are weird about that, but the ones who tend to hang around here are...

Anyone who he hasn't seen much of in the past few months receives a smile and a:]

It's good to see you again. How have you been?

[Anyone he has been seeing plenty of is probably getting a present!]

The Balladeer | Curtains

[tellthestory]

[Ah, the holiday mingle meme!

As one of the few people present who knows that none of them are technically hosting the party, the Balladeer is happy enough to pretend like maybe he is! Plausible deniability!]

Hey, glad you could make it! Make yourself at home, food's over there.

[Don't worry about it!

When he's not playing greeter, he'll just chill out by the refreshments. Eventually, there is a piano, and he'll begin idly playing some music - some specifically holiday-related and some not. No singing, though. He's not the entertainment!]

Anna of Cleves | it’s curtains r2 + wcb r5

[likemypicture]

[Anna von Kleve is happy.

She’s always been the most content of the six wives— the one with the best fate, the one able to indulge in luxuries she hadn’t been able to even dream about as a young princess—- but it had been a lonely existence. Now, she is anything but. She’s in the midst of planning another wedding with Heidi— something elaborate and grand and deserving of her wonderfully patient and caring wife. And she’s surrounded by so many people that she loves, even more people than she ever thought she could fill her life with, and she’s even learned to be a little selfish—- so it shouldn’t be a surprise to find her beaming.

She flits from person to person with an easy smile—- and it isn’t strange at all for her to shout across the room in greeting at a familiar face. ]

I love this time of year. My first marriage didn’t work out, but the wedding itself was something to behold. White fur, on Christmas!

[She laughs easily as she rambles off the story, then pauses for dramatics.]

But nothing would have prepared me for the wonders of Newwwwww Yoooooorrkkkk in December.

[Or? Maybe you’ve found her by the drink table, where she somehow has managed to find you your favorite drink, almost magically.]

Here. You’ll want this. Tonight’s gonna be an amazing show.