#motive!

[despairvania]

The Nightmarish Night has Ended [Motive....]

The night passed, ghosts continued whispering inaudible things throughout the night. It was an uncomfortable sleeping experience, that was for sure. Goodness knows if any of you managed to get any sleep. It was near unbearable.

But alas, sooner or later the morning came around, the dull tone of the ghosts continuing, until one, very audible phrase could be picked out from the mass of moans and groans:

“Marquette is not who they seem… Thine true face is Morgan, hiding behind the alias of their brother. They own no talent; thou are not worth a dime!”

Oof. Ouch.

Dominique decided this was the breaking point, calling everyone into the library through Titter. They looked extremely stressed out with the situation, wringing their hands as everyone eventually filed into the library. You all wanted answers, for the most part, and it was up to them to give you them.

“It seems… the castle is trying to toy with you. There’s too many ghosts to handle on my own… and they seem to come back no matter what.” They ran a hand through their hair, all these nervous actions for an awfully nervous individual. “I haven’t experienced this in a long time…” they paused, it seemed they didn’t want to continue. “...The last time, it only stopped because a human died in the castle…”

Another silence hung in the air, was this implying what you thought it did?

“I’m so terribly sorry.” Dominique murmured. “I’ll try and find another way to stop it, but please be cautious of your actions, this won’t be solved in a day.”

That’s what the kids call… a motive.

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Heart of Vlad

Not long after the rumbling had started that you were all alerted to some tomfuckery through distressed tweets from Dominique.  

It probably dawned on you as you all traversed to the Red Brick Cathedral that someone was missing. It wasn’t a good revelation, and was only made worse when you came to Dominique standing at the doors.

“It’s… quite the mess in there.” They murmur, stepping out of your way to let you through. They’re notably pale. “I don’t really want you kids to see what’s in there, but... I suppose you’ll have to.”

Upon entering the once eerily serene cathedral it’s easy to see that…

Yeah that can be considered quite a mess. The metallic smell of blood hangs in the room, filling all your senses, apart from sight, unfortunately. 

Call it narrator’s intuition, but I don’t think they’re sleeping this time.

The castle starts to rumble and once again the cycle begins.

Investigation start. :(

[despairvania]

What You Don't Know Can't Hurt You [Motive]

After the events of the makeshift party, you all went about your separate evenings and eventually went to sleep.

The intentions of the party were nice and heartfelt. If the party was a success, brilliant! Maybe it was able to bring a bit of solace to these dismal lives. If it was a failure, well, it was the thought that counted. Like past events, the thought was there, but whatever vaguely good things happened didn’t seem to last very long in this castle.

Usually in those social gatherings, the castle would pull something… nasty. It left a sense of dread over the night. When would the castle pull something next? Time would tell, and it would tell sooner than you’d have hoped.

The night went by and nothing notably bad had happened, until the castle began to rumble. Not aggressively, not in a way that’d be too alarming. Just a gentle rumble.

Weird.

[investigate if you want baybeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee]

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Looks like we have a mystery on our hands gang [motive]

A day has passed since the abrupt end to the Truth or Dare games, due to the decapitation of Red. It was a shock to the system, news quickly spreading to those who didn’t witness the event, causing a collective meltdown. What a mess.

 The death had also carried with it the revelation that Red was… not quite human, prompting Alice, and perhaps a few others to believe there was a way to save her. Whether that plan will be successful or not, well, who could tell?

The air was heavy, but most of the initial trauma had settled, just in time for Dominique to round you all up in the library for a small announcement.

“I hate to say it at a time like this, but there’s been a shift in magic in the castle. I… don’t exactly know what’s happened, but it’s happened in Subterranean Hell. You can check it out, if you like, I’ve already been in but I can’t seem to see anything different.”

“...Just be careful though, okay?”

Well, wanna check it out?

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We Are Like Leaves on the Wind to be Blown Wherever we may. [motive cont.]

Why are we still doing this. Why, why, why. You’re drained by the mere presence of the ghosts, goodness knows how you’ll be able to sleep. But mid afternoon… they arrive again… this sucked.

Hopefully Dominique would find a stop to it, but for now,

“Roll up, roll up, Silas Cameron is a lying leader, a ringmaster of relentless deceit!  So bad his own apprentice struck him so, left him with that scar as evidence of the blow. Try as he might, he cannot deceive thou, lest he blame an innocent cub of this sin.”

When! Will! The! Ghosts!!! Leave !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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The Morning Sun has Vanquished the Horrible Night [Motive cont.]

Good morning ! Well it was some point early in the day ! Here comes the ghost chant !

“Katsuo Yukimura, troubled art thou, the cause of a greater catastrophe! Thine father’s dreams, doomed to never come true, because of the atrocities committed by you.”

God who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name, when will the noise stop?

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And So the Shiver of the Night has Arrived [motive cont]

Extremely late into the night the voices continued. It likely kept most of you awake past your bedtimes. What a bother, what a pain. What a major inconvenience. The dreaded drones wailed in unison once more…

“A Betrayer of love is thee, An abhorred cozener is he. Shiori Kida, the tailor, misused the affection of ‘nother, what a life to lead.”

And just like before…. They ghosts went their own ways and their words faded into one another’s. Sleep well ! Doubt you’ll get much before morning.