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we don't choose who lives or dies

THE MURDERGAME SHIPPING MEME V1.2

This is probably too straight to accurately represent most murdergame ships but like. We take what the stock image industry gives us.

So, you've been put into a murder mystery game where you're going to have to fight for your life! Every week another body or two, surrounded by strangers- Wait, you knew that? You actually kind of have your bearings? Well fine, here's a different problem - see that person over there? Yeah, that one. Wouldn't it be a really terrible idea if you fell in love with them right now?

This is a meme for that sometimes most fun of bad choices in murdergames: shipping. Leave a toplevel with info that might be in your character's profile (recommended, so everyone knows what your character is About), maybe a murdergame title (optional but encouraged), and any extra info you want to give along with whatever your shipping prefs are, then either pick from the prompts below or wing it and go tag around! Profile code and some prefs options below. Remember - unexpected murdergame ships are the best kind! Don't be afraid to tag out and across canons!

SETTINGS (note: absolutely not an exhaustive list)
1. Shopping Mall - Live your teen movie romance dreams! Sure, someone seems to get mcfucking murdered in the Starbucks every week, but that doesn't mean you can't go on a coffee date, right?
2. School - Live the... other party of your teen movie romance dreams! It's a little hard to be romantic when the only place for a dinner date is the cafeteria, but in fairness you are also constantly overcoming bigger problems than that here.
3. Generic Facility - Looking for romance? Try scenic Sealed-Off Building Full of Rooms! It's themed in some way - science, underwater - but the concept is the same. Surely there's some kind of bar or inexplicable amusement park in here you could use for a romantic evening, right?
4. Spooky Mansion - You know what they say about going on dates to scary movies, right? What if the scary movie was uh. The whole thing. The whole place. Where you live. And die, sometimes.
5. Romance Zone - I mean hey, maybe you're stuck somewhere literally built for both romance and murder! Pleasure and pain. Life and death. Smoochin' and stabbin'.
6. Musical Theater - Sing a love song! Whether you're playing from a specific musical or not, live your romantic duet dreams!
7. Other - If you can block off an area, you can put a murdergame there. Get creative!

PROMPTS (ship scenarios)
1. Confession (Fun) - Ah, the start of any good murdergame relationship. Maybe you've been dancing around each other for a week or two, maybe over the course of one thread and a lot of screaming your players decided you're gonna kiss. Time to figure out what these feelings mean while you're, you know. Here. Can be combined with some of the other prompts too, if you like.
2. Dating??? - Where do you even go to date in a murdergame? Is it even worth trying to hang onto this kind of normalcy when either of you could die any day now? It's probably fine.
2b. Dating+ - Can be combined with any other prompt, but somehow, some way, one of you is taking the lead in this date and getting a bunch of emotions in... because you're deathflagging. You're deathflagging hard.
3. Afterparty - Hey, that was a rough trial! Whatever it was! But you're both alive, so... better try to comfort each other, huh? Enjoy whatever kind of snacks you guys have available.
4. Confession (Unfun) - Oops, uh. One of you... seems to have confessed to murder. Better get whatever last moments in that you can before voting ends and one of you gets brutally executed!
5. The Couple That Kills Together - Okay, so maybe you did or didn't actually kill someone together. But at least one of you did a murder, and the body hasn't been properly discovered yet, so... time to talk this through? Make bad choices for love?
6. Deadland Romance - Maybe you've just reunited in the land of the dead, or maybe this is where you're trying to get your relationship off the ground. Either way, there's gotta be some weird emotions to "we're dead and trying to make it work."
7. Golden End Reunion - Great news! You beat up the mastermind (or befriended them, I don't know your style) and got all of the dead people back, including the other half of your ship! That's gotta feel good, seeing them again after however many weeks.
8. What now? - The game is over, it's time to go home. But... which home? If you split up, is there going to be a chance to visit each other again? Can you work that kind of long-distance?
9. Smut Option - Look. It's not generally onscreen, but hookups happen. Did you have to kick roommates out? Is this the fabled... you know, variant of option 5? Basically look, if you wanna use this meme for smut I'm not gonna say no, just tag appropriately.
10. Anything else! - Look, one of the fun things about murdergame ships is how many ways they can go in the emotional crucible inherent to them. I can't account for a lot of things ahead of the basics, so plot with your thread partner and have fun with it! Hell, maybe bring a good ol' murdergame polyblob into the mix, I'm not gonna stop you! Go with ur heart, assume other characters, live your truth!

PROFILE CODE (pilfered from the general murdergame meme):

PREFS CODE:

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It’s a promise! [Matilda flies from emotion to emotion quickly, and she bounces back— literally, she bounces a little as she draws back from Lambda, so she can properly reach for her hands—- but then halfway through that motion, she thinks twice of it, and instead dramatically lowers herself onto one knee.]

I’ll camp outside of your room, to protect you!!! [someone’s read one too many story books about knights and princesses…]

[ And Lambda sort of... blinks at her for a moment, taking this in before she just goes and kneels down as well. Go queen, ruin the moment for us!! ]

You can't camp outside of my room... won't that make you an easy target? It'd be much safer for you to stay inside it with me. That way, you can protect me while keeping yourself safe.

[Matilda's blushing already when Lambda kneels before her. Then, when she suggests that Matilda stays with her, Matilda's basically turned into a tomato.]

Y-yeah! You're right! [She blusters a little, but manages a sheepish smile.] That would be a much better idea. You're always so smart, Lambda. With you by my side... we'll be okay.

[ Lambda gives her another of those smiles that somehow manages to be dazzling, disarming and one hundred percent No Thoughts, Head Empty all at the same time. Though, given how pleased she is about having successfully distracted Matilda from that other girl, maybe she's not quite as thoughtless as she's making a show of being. ]

I just want to make sure you're safe, that's all! And as long as you stay by my side, then you will be. [ She reaches out and starts fluffling up Matilda's hair again. ] So let's make sure we stay together all the time, okay?

[All the time. Matilda can’t help but flush, all thoughts of Delilah completely wiped away from her mind. Instead, her brains full of together and all the time, and all of the implications that it holds.

The smile Lambda is giving her is disarming, but it’s also dazzling, and it makes Matilda’s heart race. This is the kind of smile that she wants to protect.

Her hair being fluffed snaps her out of it, and she bolts back up to her feet, her fluffy hair bouncing with the rest of her.]

R-right! Let’s go!

Yes! Let's go!

[ She hops up in turn, reaching out to take Matilda's hands in her own with a careful squeeze. There. That's much better. Matilda's so much happier when she's only thinking of Lambda, right? ]

Should we gather supplies? Like food and water... ooh, maybe we can pretend we're just having a sleepover!

Oh! That’s probably a good idea. I have candy in my handbag, but—- [Matilda is the expert in being human, between the two of them. It’s kind of exciting, to be the expert of something, and she’s always excited to show off a little to Lambda with her… painfully everyday knowledge on being human.

So she’s very pleased with herself as she prattles on, giving Lambda’s hand a little squeeze back, as she tugs her to the kitchen. You can’t live on candy alone. It doesn’t have enough nutrients. So we should probably get some other snacks. Sleepover snacks! How positively delightful, it’s been so long since I had a sleepover! I always wanted to have them, but—-

[She frowns. It’s not hard to guess who she’s thinking of now—- who she keeps on going back to thinking of. Even with someone who is willing to dote on her and lavish her in attention, it’s hard not to think of the sting of rejection.]

—- A sleepover! It’ll be great.

[ Aah, no matter what she does, there's always going to be a thorn in Matilda's side, huh? It really doesn't seem fair. Matilda's such a sweet girl and just like any other human, she deserves to be happy. And it's frustrating that a girl who isn't even here is standing in the way of that – especially when she has Lambda so willing to make her happy.

Well. She'll just have to try that bit harder, is all. She trots along after Matilda, making sure to keep the wattage on her smile turned all the way up. ]

You'll have to teach me all sorts of sleepover things, you know! I've never had one before.

We’ll do all of the sleepover things! We can do each other’s hair—- [Matilda’s flushing now, distracted by the idea of touching Lambda’s hair.] —- and play games, and paint each other’s nails—- [Lambda’s cute hands. Like the one she’s holding right now, that’s so soft.]

Oh, and the most important sleepover thing: telling secrets! L-like—- [She’s bright scarlet now.] Like our hearts fondest desires, our most heartrending passions—— [Is she going to die? Why does she keep going on?]

Aah, so that's what you do at sleepovers... [ She giggles, covering her mouth demurely with her free hand. ] That's so funny, though! Doesn't it sound like all the sorts of things we'd do together anyway?

[ Lambda's like a cat in that way – if she decides she likes you, she'll glom on and be as touchy feely as she pleases, whether the subject of her affections likes it or not. ]

But having it happen at a sleepover makes it especially... exciting! I think!

It does, doesn't it? [Thankfully, Lambda's cut her short-circuiting off, and she has a clear mind now that they're in the kitchen. It's enough to earn Lambda a genuine, grateful smile. Matilda immediately busts into action, gathering fruits, crackers, cheeses, some salami-- Matilda prefers savory foods, but by habit she also makes sure to gather things that are sweet, like strawberries and fresh peaches.]

Is there anything special you want? This feels like picnic food, it might be fun to pretend we're having one of those, too, since we can't go outside--

[ Lambda watches her bustle around with her hands folded primly and neatly in front of her. Eating is still entirely new to her and it's taken her some weeks to come around to remembering to do it on the regular, and while it's not her favourite part of her squishy new human body, she's made her peace with it.

So she shakes her head at Matilda's question and just continues to assault her with the full force of her smile. ]

I trust you to pick out anything you think I'd like! Oh, it might be fun to let you surprise me, too!

[That brings out one of Matilda’s smiles as well, her heart bustling with excitement at the opportunity to prove herself with a surprise.]

I’ll surprise you! You’ll like it, I hope—- [She just about trips over her own feet in her eagerness to please Lambda, but manages to catch herself in time.

She goes a little over the top. She always goes a little over the top with her affections. Sometimes she goes a lot over the top. But Lambda gave her the opportunity to prove herself, and driven by an extreme need for affection and approval, Matilda charges straight (hah.) ahead.

Which is how they end up squeezed onto the floor of Lambda’s room, with a full picnic spread between them, complete with candles and sparkling grape juice instead of wine. There’s a lot of chocolate, but other than that there’s a healthy balance of things. And Matilda’s looking very proud of herself.]

Do you like it? It’s a little more picnic than sleepover, like I said before. But it’s nice. Almost like. Almost like——- [oh no she’s about to combust again.]

A—- dalliance—-

[ She really was right to leave all this up to Matilda. She's gone so far just in the hopes of pleasing Lambda and her sincere effort feels like some sort of fizzy candy on her tongue. It's sweet enough that, for all her troubles with food, Lambda knows that she could stomach eating every bite of it.

She giggles, and huddles up close to Matilda, doing all she can to occupy as much of her personal space as is physically possible. ]

I love it! Especially since you put so much hard work into it, just for me! [ She claps her hands together, just to pantomime her delight just a bit more. ] It's almost like a picnic date, don't you think?

[ SHE JUST WENT AND SAID IT... ]

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