[mingle, backdated to Wednesday] What always ends in bloodshed begins as just a game

[madgiganticfeelings]

[So that certainly was a little afternoon adventure, wasn't it? Those hanging around the ballroom might have noticed two absolutely drenched teen girls just... appear out of the floor, shivering and shell shocked. Christine, once they get on solid ground, pretty much falls to her knees to just... stare into space for a minute.

What is this week, honestly?

But as crazy as this all is, Christine knows they have to talk about this with everyone, as soon as possible. So once she helps Nana find some dry clothes and has a little destressing session with The Dads (TM), she's pinning up a note in the hallway.]

Time for another meeting! Nana and I will meet you all in the ballroom around 7. A lot happened these last few days that we need to discuss. Refreshments will be provided, but bring something if you like!

[Christine will be in the ballroom in her Juliet dress (sadly, her cloak is still in the dryer), holding her binder and a weird old flip phone. Hopefully, this goes at least a little more smoothly than past gatherings!]

((Feel free to make prompts before or during the meeting, depending on if you're unlucky enough to see the gals ascending from the trapdoor. I'll be making a few comments myself to cover all the conversation topics. Have fun!))

Comments

[etincelledefierte]

Oh, for crying out loud.

[it's a minute before she sends her next reply. she's looking to see if the phone has a camera, but it does not.]

Hey, Jeremy? It's your old buddy from last week.

[literally tossing the phone his way]

[justmeheere]

My, my what?

[Does Jeremy look athletic? Why would you throw something at him. He fumbles the catch but doesn't drop it, at least. Seeing the text messages makes it immediately clear what went happened though.]

Oh, uh. Why. Why do I have to talk to him?

[etincelledefierte]

...because you guys actually got something useful, if terrifying, out of him.

[wait for it.]

And because I'm done with the stupid things he's trying to do. Look at the messages and see what I mean.

[it's clearly not because she's scared, why would you say that]

[justmeheere]

That's. I mean. I guess? Uh.

[He squints down at the screen and very carefully sends:]

thx 4 falling rocks heads up

[stagemanagers]

f?

[justmeheere]

Uhhhhhh I don't think. I don't think this is Beej. [He's just gonna keep saying that. He's just decided that's what Beetlejuice's nickname is.] Hang on.

[He's just gonna send another text:]

sry im jeremy n i stole this phone from erik whats ur name

[stagemanagers]

lol ok? whatever
i'm not doxxing myself to my stalker-slash-attempted-murderer

who is erik supposed to be in this whole thing?

[justmeheere]

[??? ?? ???????????????]

the phantom of the opera original gangster?

[I'm sorry, phone friend. Jeremy was the wrong person for this.]

[stagemanagers]

is this some kind of new marketing thing where you try to kill someone a couple times before dragging them into your weird arg?
are they doing a dark gritty phantom of the opera reboot?

[justmeheere]

yeah you know saw? imagine that but jigsaw is the phantom

[He's not wrong ok.]

[stagemanagers]

sounds dumb
i'd watch it


actually no, that sounds great, it'd be a whole thing

[justmeheere]

weird q but whats todays date

[stagemanagers]

its like april 10
u kno ur phone says the date on it, right?

[justmeheere]

[................ Does that date match with the date on the texts they've been receiving?]

[stagemanagers]

[Your phone absolutely thinks it's like, March or something.]

[37773972]

Any luck?

[justmeheere]

No they, uh. They definitely think I'm trying to, uh. Fuck with them?

[37773972]

Great. See if you can at least get a date out of them?

[justmeheere]

...................... Enbeej [NBJ. I'm so sorry about Jeremy.] says it's. It's April? Tenth? But the phone says. I think the phone says, uh. March.

[Sometimes, Jeremy is useful.]

[37773972]

...and it was just Nana's birthday. Who gave her that cupcake, anyway?