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Anon Caedere Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 10:05 pm
Ever since the conclusion of the grunny incident, the basement door had remained tightly shut. But just a few days before Christmas, people in HQ began to notice it was open again, just a crack. Almost as if it was inviting people to step inside and descend the creaky staircase to the depths below, as uncomfortable as an invitation to the basement might sound.
Was it bravery, stupidity, curiosity, or something else that led you to face this infamously awful place? Whatever your reasons might be, they brought you to the bottom of the stairs, and another unlocked door. It opened into the basement's main room, where you noticed the glow of icicle and snowflake-shaped lights faintly illuminating the grotesque imagery that had long since become synonymous with the basement. That fresh sprig of mistletoe hanging above your head certainly wasn't making the scene any cheerier.
One corner of the room held a sparsely-decorated Christmas tree. The dull reflections off of the ornaments served to prove that they weren't real organs, though it was still a mystery why such macabre decorations had been made in the first place. Elsewhere in the room was an operating-style table with some artificial holly stuck to the sides. Several knives and other edged weapons were neatly displayed nearby, a ribbon perfectly tied around the hilt of each and every one.
And watching you take in this unique scene was none other than the room's owner herself. Your reactions were met with laughter that seemed far too light and friendly to be coming from such a brutal woman.
"How do you like it?" she asked.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 10:07 pm
"Um...Cae..." Minty edged into the basement, frightened and confused. There was so many things wrong with this picture..."What have you done?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 10:40 pm
"Cae, I wanted to warn you that some jokester was handing out invitations to a Christmas party in the...."
He looks around the basement and sees the Christmas decorations, and Cae smiling sweetly. A cold shiver went down his spine,
"You're actually having a Christmas party? For real?! This isn't gonna end in massacre, is it?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 10:44 pm
"I just decorated a little bit. 'Tis the season, you know?" Cae's tone of voice was casual, as if it was perfectly normal to deck the halls of a subterranean torture dungeon, but she soon found herself stifling a laugh.
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Anon Caedere Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 10:49 pm
"You're pulling my leg. You gotta be." Minty's face the picture of confusion, "The only spirit you've ever gotten into was the killing one."
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 1:02 pm
Cae's uncharacteristically bubbly response to both of her guests was the same: "I'm serious about this! Even I can get into the holiday spirit."
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Anon Caedere Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 4:46 pm
Monster pokes his head in the doorway with a carton in his hands. "Guys, we're out of egg nog- ...What the." It takes a moment for him to register the clashing festiveness amongst the horror. "...Does Cae have a fever? She has a fever doesn't she."
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 4:58 pm
"Perfectly healthy!" Cae then took note of the empty carton in Monster's hands. "Eggnog, that's a good idea. Can you bring some down here? And, I don't know, some Christmas cookies. A party should have snacks."
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Anon Caedere Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 5:06 pm
"Oh uh, the eggnog is uh... gone." He wasn't about to admit he was attempting to fill the bathtub with eggnog. For science, of course. "I'll uh, I'll go and get some more. And cookies. And candy canes. and chili dogs! ... Festive chili dogs."
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 8:12 pm
"Cae, you're not...drunk?" Cae and Christmas spirit just would not reconcile in Minty's head. Nope. 404 Error. File not found.
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Anon Caedere Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 9:42 pm
"Of course not. Does this look like something a drunk person could pull off?" For just a moment, the murderess' tone of voice seemed closer to her usual manner of speaking, that darker and more forceful sound creeping back into her words.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 9:44 pm
"Oh, Monster. I'm glad your here, I was wondering if you knew anything about why the upstairs bathroom smells like eggnog?"
No one had really properly prepared Charming for Fanonymous HQ's Christmas Shenanigans, but darn it. He was going to try and be a good captain. Poor brave soul.
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The Rose Prince Anon Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 12:21 pm
Prince had come prepared, while it was out of character for Cae to throw a Christmas party, he hadn't doubted the invitation at all.
So he descended the staircase with a box of scented candles and opened the door at the bottom. As usual, it was dimly lit with the smell of death hanging in the air. "Merry Christmas dear sister." He said, without much enthusiasm, "I brought some party decorations... kind of."
He then proceeded to spread the candles around the area, putting one atop the operating table and a couple in the previously dark and dangerous corners of the room, lighting them as he went to fill the air with a sweet apple and cinnamon scent. "That's... marginally better."
He put the box under the tree as a grotesquely accurate heart bauble fell off.
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 12:38 pm
Oh! A festive party? How could she miss one of those? There was one problem, though. Why did it read the party was taking place in the basement?
She was standing outside the basement with the invite in hand. Kate took a peek in the basement, then read the invite again. "Something doesn't seem right..." she said.
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 12:42 pm
"Ah, how wonderfully desolate. So eager to fuel destruction," kefka cackled to himself as he entered the basement. Howard left his place upon his master's head and slides about the room.
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