friday friday let's hope nobody died on friday

[ilovepuppies]

Who: Star and YOU
What: Murdergame habits are hard to break
Where: Vista Way and the Adventurer's Club
When: Friday, the worst day of the week
Warnings: None yet!


A: Rude awakening

[It's hard not to wake up Friday morning with the cold feeling of utter dread in her stomach. She's living in an unfamiliar room, far from her home, with a bunch of strangers. Everything's just a little too close to what she had to put up with for the last year. Even with Rod promising that it's not like that this time, Star throws off the covers and jumps out of bed before she can lay there and dwell on what ifs for too long.

It's quiet. Too quiet.

She peeks her head out of her apartment door and looks up and down the hallway. No corpses. That's good? But what if someone broke into an apartment!? She ought to check the doors. Yeah.

Star tiptoes down the halls, making sure no one's door is kicked in. There, it's fine. It's friendly. But... what if someone invited the murderer into their home, without realizing it!? She wouldn't be able to tell unless she makes sure everyone's still in their apartments!

Well, nothing ventured. She's just gonna have to check on every single person. Which is why she's pounding on YOUR door at the buttcrack of dawn.]

HEY! Wake up! Are you in there!? Are you still alive!? C'mon, open up!

B: w a f f l e p a r t y

[Look, she may have disturbed literally everyone in the building but it was for your own good, okay. Still, Star feels a little bad about it, so she slips a note under your door inviting you to brunch at the Adventurer's Club. There's waffles! So many waffles! As well as the other three staples of brunch: eggs, bacon, and more bacon. And it's all on Rod's tab, of course, because she hasn't actually started work yet.]

Sooooo... No hard feelings, huh? How 'bout some more waffles?

Comments

A

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Girl, Eclipsa was so ready to present herself today with her big hat and old lady outfit. But nah, we're starting with the jammies and slippers again.

She opens the door with bleary eyes, looking down at Star.]

...This is not how most of my dreams of people at the door late at night start.

[ilovepuppies]

[Of course Star has to come check on grandma first. She might be an evil queen with power over the arcane forces of darkness, but she's family!]

I had to make sure you were still alive! Bad things happen on Friday.

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Raises a sole eyebrow.]

Really? The day where everyone relaxes and hangs out with their friends, excited for the weekend? It sounded pleasant.

A

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Belle's always been an early riser—living on a farm meant her body is used to being awake when the sun is awake—so she luckily isn't awakened by the banging on the door. Instead, she turns from her place at her little breakfast nook, pouring herself a cup of coffee to go with her baguette and jam, and crosses to the door in alarm to open it. She's...very confused to see a blonde girl screeching at her and asking if she's still alive.]

Of course I'm still alive, why wouldn't I be?

[ilovepuppies]

Don't you remember? This is when the murders happen!

A

[kindaruledatit]

[The tired, rahter annoyed groans of Wendy Corduroy answer the door before she does. She might have grown up with a logging family who liked to wake up at the crack of dawn, but Wendy was just one teenage girl. And she could only do so much.

So, she's absolutely answering the door in her pajamas, hair a frazzled mess. She blinks one, rubbing one of her eyes.]

Star...? Ugh, yeah. I'm... Oh, wait. Is it that day?

[ilovepuppies]

[See, she's not crazy, this is a perfectly rational concern to have.]

It is! I haven't found anything yet, though.

A

[mister_mystery]

[There's no answer, and the door is slightly ajar at the knocking. ...Investigate?]

[ilovepuppies]

[OH NO.

She's just gonna... nudge the door open with her foot, then lean her head in slooooowllllyyyy.]

Aaaaanybody home? And breathing?

[tadaishi]

[It's too early to get up for work, and way too early for someone to be pounding on his door. Star will have to wait a minute for Tadashi to process what exactly she's yelling about and get to the door.

Like others, he answers the door in pajamas--or a bathrobe and t-shirt, at least--and very messy hair.]

I'm here, you can stop trying to break down my door....

[ilovepuppies]

[He looks too sleepy to have committed a murder during the night, thank goodness.]

Tadashi!! You didn't hear anything suspicious last night, did you?

[flowersonthewall]

[Beaker rolls out of bed and onto floor, meeping blearily. What's going on? Who's yelling? Where is he? He struggles out of the blankets and remembers the answer to the last question- his new apartment. Right.

Beaker just wants to sleep in. He hasn't started work yet and he just wants to sleep past 5am for once- now that he doesn't have Kermit's strict schedules, and Bunsen calling him at all hours to ask for his "help" testing a new experiment. Star why.

A very tired and frazzled Muppet opens the door, wearing pajamas and an exhausted expression.]

Meemi-meep mii...?

[ilovepuppies]

Uhhh... Memeep?

[How do you talk to this thing anyway]

A

[drawntodream]

[Yui, by contrast, really only has an issue because it's a new home in an unfamiliar land. Her sense of adventure isn't as strong as her friends' was, but it's enough to keep her moving. Specifically, she's got paper and pencil in hand, looking to sketch something before work.

Except there's someone knocking at her door...? That's new and also highly concerning. So the door settings open in a hurry, the girl dressed but looking a bit harried.]

Alive!? Yes, I'm here, I'm fine, what's happened!?

[Say the word, she'll jump into action, she's ready to do this-]

[ilovepuppies]

What's happened!? Well... nothing yet. At least I hope so!

A

[standingonmyneck]

[Daria hadn't been sleeping too well. Despite her wanting to just do her best in the situation and survive, she couldn't quite piece together everything she learned in a way that made the place feel safer. All this talk of murder, and all of this talk about trails, Rod, Bill, all of the things she couldn't trust. She could just opt out and rebel against everything until she had answers, but she was experienced enough to know that hardly solved anything.

...What would Mallory, Jane, or any of them would do? Daria hated to admit it was just so hard to concentrate when-

She heard a loud bang on her door. Daria usually had no problem waking up when she needed to, but she had a hard sleep. Here she was, climbing out of bed with messy hair and glasses, like a zombie. Oh god, it was that child.]

I'm still trying to decide if I AM alive.

[Groggy, and grumpy.]

[ilovepuppies]

[gaaaaaasp]

Oh, no, are you a zombie!?

B

[itsthecount]

These are disgusting. Where's the roast beef?

[throws a fucking waffle at]

[ilovepuppies]

[WAFFLE'D]

Wha- hey! Roast beef is not an approved component of brunch! [Oh god there's syrup in her hair]

[lusito]

[The most exaggerated yawn in response.]

Oh yes, because waffles will surely make up for the precious amount of sleep I lost from your frantic knocking earlier...

[... He's just messing with you Star, he doesn't really mean it. Mostly.]

/casually threadjacks

[tadaishi]

Ten whole minutes. You can tell, doesn't he look terrible?

[Is he supposed to be working? Who knows? He's got an apron on, but is still there, stealing a couple waffles.]

a

[beakie]

[Likely sometime after Star has encountered The First Beaker, Beaker jolts awake at the sound of someone banging at the door. He scrambles to open it, fearing the worst. Had some terrible experiment gone off, or the portals exploded, or something equally as terrible? Maybe this place also had storms like Nautilus, and everyone had been turned into a ghost or something?

He yanks open the door, half asleep and half filled with panic.]

M-Meep?! Meemiimeep meemoo meep?

[ilovepuppies]

[When the door opens, Star does a double take.]

Wait.

[Then she leans over and peers at the number on the door. Definitely a different apartment.]

Hooooow did you do that.

[Does meeping give you teleportation powers?]

B!

[notasingleword]

Aw it's okay. Honestly I was worried about it too, so I'm glad you checked.

[But yes she is in fact loading up a plate.]

This place really is safe, huh? I feel at home here.

[ilovepuppies]

Anything's better than those mansions. And the hotel. And the Box. But I'd rather be in my own room.