teamposts | LILAC

LILAC

[When the shadows clear, your team stands unharmed in a fancy bedroom. There are sharp knives, similar to the ones in the ghost you just saw, scattered throughout the room. They are stuck fast in the walls, the ground, the bedposts, no amount of force can pull them free. The sheets of the bed are soaked in blood.

Over on the dressing table sits a jack-o-lantern that lights itself once you look at it, smoke rising from the flame into the shapes of people, acting out the scene of a memory in the room.

A young woman is getting ready for the ball, dressed in her very finest silks with her hair being styled neatly in place. The little girl doing her hair, perhaps ten years old, fumbles her fingers. She tugs on the hair slightly, dislodging some clips, and the woman starts screaming at her. ‘Clumsy little oaf!’. The girl is kicked out of the room, the young woman insisting on doing it herself and muttering about useless staff. After a moment of this there’s a flash of light that streaks toward the bed. The woman jumps up, startled, and investigates what happened. There is a knife stuck in the bedpost. Several more flashes of light appear behind her and she turns, horrified, to see them all aimed at her. She tries to scream, and the smoke disappears abruptly as all the knives come hurtling towards her.]

Light the lanterns.

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Do you think this is why she got killed...?

If...if she forged some treaty and broke the kingdom, then...it'd make sense...

... Should we go look for more? I don't want to be here any longer than I have to be.

We lit the lantern, right? So we're probably done here. We should see if we can get into that locked door yet.

[BACK OUT, THEN.

Can we get into the locked door now. :C]

[ Nope! Locked shut, ~spooky~ ]

We can't...

The first room, then? With the crown?

Sure, let's go for it.

[TO THE CROWN ROOM /o/]

[You have chosen the throne room. The pumpkin you’re searching for lies up ahead, perched on the middle of one of three thrones. The throne to the right is much smaller, but shines brighter. The throne to the left is covered with a black veil. It’s still dark in here, the curtains are drawn closed leaving little visibility to the room around you, it’s a long walk towards the thrones.]

[no oppressive feelings, at least?

going to the curtains to throw them open]

[just walking up to the pumpkin]

...Hey, you still got those matches?

Mm, I do!

I was trying to shed some light on the situation. Here?

[HEADING TO GIVE MATCHES TO JUNPEI]

[lemme light the pumpkin]

[The pumpkin’s smoke rises again, shaping itself to reveal the woman again, sitting on the throne and arguing with a younger girl who looks suspiciously like a certain new portrait. She is not wearing a crooked witch hat or robes however, both her and the woman are dressed in lavish gowns and wearing crowns. The younger girl who is not the witches daughter is insisting that their economy isn’t stable, ‘Mother your expensive taste can’t last, you spend so much on your gowns that you ignore food. Our people are going hungry, and taking OUR provisions for themselves.’

The murdered woman scoffs, ‘What’s the big deal about food? You eat too much anyhow, watch out or you won’t fit in your own gowns.’ She stands and walks away, laughing to herself and leaving her daughter fuming. ‘You’re the one who needs to watch out, mother. A queen like you makes so many enemies.’

The woman stops, looking back over her shoulder and smirking at her child. ‘Threats, darling?’

‘A warning. Don’t make the mess I’ll have to clean up when I’m queen any bigger.’]

. . .

She was a mother that treated her child terribly.

Yeah. I don't wanna say she deserved it, but...

[puts a hand on her shoulder]

...Let's get outta here.

We still have two more rooms.

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Let's get 'em over with, then. I don't think I care about the ending of this mystery.

Mm.

The room with the book?

[LET'S GO]

[let's BOOK IT outta here

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH]

[ TO THE BOOK ROOM! ]

[For a change, everything is very well lit in the library. Books lay scattered throughout the room, torn and ruined, wind and rain beating down on them through smashed windows. The pumpkin is not in sight, you’ll have to search for it.]

[sighs!!

OKAY GOING THROUGH THE BOOKS]

[ well. nothing happened. ]

[ :) ]

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