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Nov. 20th, 2019


[info]dreamcometrue
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There's a special place in hell for people who use glitter as a weapon.

Nov. 17th, 2019


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Yo I think there's been a mistake cause it says I'm like in charge of something.

Are we putting together a dance crew?

Nov. 14th, 2019


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I can see Pan again instead of just feeling him there! And we can talk again. I missed doing that so much.

Have the rest of your daemons appeared as well?

Nov. 12th, 2019


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So we have a fuller story now, and it's been made clear what we're supposed to do in order to break the curse. We must bring about the end of Reginald Carstairs. I hesitate to say "kill him" because he clearly is not alive, but for those who have objections to these methods, there is still breakfast in the kitchen. Help yourselves.

I'm curious what methods people have tried and the results of your encounters. If Clue is about a process of elimination, we need to put all the cards on the table and figure out what's missing. The house provided us with weapons for a reason, a few of them seem to be the ones described in the events outlined by the departed Mrs. Carstairs III. The diary entries provide us methods that did not work. Lyra, Kyoko, and myself attempted to encounter him in the basement this morning, intending to use the method of the pipe from the passage dated 22 MAY 1896 (please see Mr. Rogers' post for further details, if you have not already.) And while he did not appear for us to test the theory, I suspect that if it didn't work before, it wasn't going to work this time either.

Thank you for your cooperation in our efforts.

Nov. 11th, 2019


[info]steve
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(The Diary)


[info]steve
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Has anyone else found diary pages? Or have the dates for when their pages were written? I thought it might be good to take a look at the full story, if we can.

The Diary


24 April 1891
Oh Diary! I had the most delightful night at Lord Earnshaw's ball I met a most devilishly charming man. Reginald T. Carstairs. I don't believe I've seen him before this season--or even this ball. But that is just the sort of chance I have hoped for. Perhaps he is recently back from the colonies on some debonair and dreadfully important work for the Queen. Or a war in Africa! I am certain Lord Carstairs has an endless panoply of exciting tales, but truly, dear diary, I was so lost in his deep green eyes that I couldn't tell you!.

He is recently widowed, though hopefully not so heart-broken that he will not come calling on me again...
9 July 1891
Reginald took me out for a ride today in the countryside. Diary, this marks the third time I have seen him in a month! Mother thinks that is evidence enough of his intentions to make me the third Mrs. Reginald Carstairs. Imagine that! (I know I do often!)

He is such a busy man, with his letters and his business, I cannot believe a man such as him is able to make time for a girl like myself. He is so inaccessible, but his eyes are like fire when he looks at me. Diary, dare I say I may be terrified by how much I could love this man.
22 May 1893
Diary, I haven't much time as today has been such a whirlwind, but they say if you do not stop and record this sort of thing you may forget it.

Today Reginald and I were wed!


The ceremony was lovely! A small intimate affair in the chapel of his home--he didn't wish a church wedding, it is his third after all, and I'm happy if he's happy. Then we had a lavish all in the ballroom. The weather was too poor to dine out of doors like we had planned, but I do think they say gray skies on a wedding night, clear skies ahead

My dress was astonishing, French silks and Spanish laces, a veil hand-tatted in Italy. And let you tell you about the flowers…
1 December 1894
They never tell you about marriage how dreadfully tedious it can be to be Lady of the Manor when your Lord is far afield. I feel trapped here, pinned against the walls of this house like a butterfly in one of Reginald's collections. Unable to leave unaccompanied and invisible it seems to the staff.

I wonder what happened, dear Reggie seemed so doting and fawning during our courtship. Yes, his business is important, but I too should be. Did I convince myself matrimony would be something that it is not?

Were my dear David not visiting me so frequently, I should think I would be entirely swallowed here.

22 November 1895
I do believe there is still some good left in my husband. Though he spoke violently before we parted--I remaining here to oversee repairs to the windows and him off on another one of his travels, this time to a University in Massachusetts in America, I believe--and though our letters have been quite terse in the intervening weeks, he showed a depth of contrition I was not quite certain he had in him.

He brought back the most precious and lifelike doll crafted in porcelain. She is dressed in sweet and delicate miniature clothes. I should think when I fortunate enough to fall full with child, should it be a girl, I will shower her with such dolls. Were it a boy--well let us hope he would not take after his father, but my own.

Although, if my husband thinks he can mend every argument with a doll, he has another thing coming. it.

14 March 1896
Diary, I am beyond mortified and in fear for where we go from here. Tonight, dear David joined Reginald and I for dinner. After dinner, we were drinking in the lounge when I clumsily managed to jam the lock on the globe concealing a safe that we keep there. Reginald was understandably upset.

David was unhappy with how Reginald grabbed me and intervened, decking him. I have not seen two men fight like that since my school days! But he has challenged Reginald to a duel in the morning! Oh Diary, I hope they can reconcile. I could not bear to lose my darling brother or my husband. But I worry neither will back down on this.

17 March 1896
I should have written sooner so as to not keep you waiting, Diary, but I can barely understand the past 48 hours myself. My brother has slain my husband in a duel over my honour.

My husband is dead. No more. We have arranged it so that it appears as though Reginald has gone off on another trip which solves the problem of David's culpability for now, but I have no idea what to do now that I am a widow..

But perhaps now my nightmare might finally be over.
24 March 1896
Diary, HE HAS RETURNED FROM THE GRAVE! Less than a fortnight ago, David slew Reginald in a duel, the physician confirmed as much and his body was dumped over the crags by the seashore. Yet today, Reginald returned with another damned doll as if he is back from
17 May 1896
We have settled into some strange equilibrium, Reginald and I. But since his return I truly fear him. He is darker, moodier, and spends all his time in the bedroom above the ballroom [OOC Note: Room 21]. The servants will not go in there, he will not allow it. I do not dare. I can only imagine what he does in there. I can hear him murmuring and mouthing obscenities to himself nearly any time I enter into that wing.

I worry around him, dear Diary. Yet I worry more what agitation my departure might bring. David thinks I should leave. I am inclined to agree, but it has been three years, I can wait a week more while David consults a mystic he met in University. If anyone knows of what has befallen my cursed husband, I pray this mystic will and that God keeps me safe until David's return.
22 May 1896
Today Reginald let his room. He looks as gaunt and skeletal as a long dead corpse. He chased me into the basement. Trapped, I only managed to escape by bludgeoning him over the head with a large pipe near the furnace. I escaped through the cellar doors and we have locked him down there, but I fear my blow only slowed him.

How does he not die? Is this some angry spirit craving revenge? Perhaps I have gone mad. Perhaps my husband hates me that much. I have not heard from David since he left.
28 May 1896
He has made it from the cellar. This house has too many secret passages and tricks to avoid him for too long. I grabbed a knife and fled through one to the library with Reginald behind me. I stabbed him, but it only slowed him. I ran to the attic and have barricaded myself in here, but he will find me, and I truly fear he will kill me.

There is nowhere else to flee. I still have not heard from David. This is the end of Reginald or myself or both. I will not easily Diary, but I am exceedingly uncertain if Reginald even can truly be killed.

Remember me.
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[[OOC: Just tap in if you found one, and I'll add them as they come in. You don't need to c+p the entry into a comment]]

Nov. 9th, 2019


[info]imclever
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The ghost was in the basement and he dropped another diary page.

I'm never falling in love.

Nov. 5th, 2019


[info]resist
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All these anagrams and word problems -- I think we should keep track of them. Has anyone else found something strange written anywhere? Maybe they aren't supposed to be puzzles. Maybe something gets lost in communication between whatever is in this house and us. Like how that damn seance needed a conduit.

Maybe the house needs something to communicate more clearly.

I don't know. Right now I feel like I'm being pointed in every direction but the right one.

Edit: LIST

A I D M T N E I M O I V L A M - MILITIA MAN MOVED - ADMIT NO EVIL, MAIM - I AM MAD I'M VIOLENT - I'M MAD I'M NOT ALIVE / I'M NOT MAD I'M ALIVE -

Encyclopedia Letter D

Jane Eyre = "What is Dead May Never Die"

Handwritten Note: I will prevail

From The Rat King: "I am cursed as long as he is"

d fsi brubk mi xi byiwu boyftf xt uq tdyuk. - ???

[info]cupnoods
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There's a small lab in a room off the dining room - go through where the mirror used to be. Been a long while since I was in chemistry class so someone else might have better luck with what's in there than me. I cleaned up the broken mirror as best I could but still watch yourself if you head in, don't want anyone getting cut.

FILTERED TO IVY:
How's Harley II?

Nov. 4th, 2019


[info]imclever
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Ronan and I found a lighter in the basement. Could it help with the heating?

Also King Ratchard is very fond of stories. And games. He made us play something called Hangman. It said I am cursed as long as he is.

Oct. 31st, 2019


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Hey does ----- have a ----? We found ----!

Also I ---- Mami says ---- should really ---. (So I ----.)

Oct. 30th, 2019


[info]imclever
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WHO: Lyra Belacqua
WHEN: Day 4, early morning
WHERE: Room 24 and the underground lake
WHAT: An Adventure!
RATINGS/WARNINGS: nah!
STATUS: complete

Who knew what else they might find out in the dark? )

Oct. 29th, 2019


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I went deep into the maze, and I found what was at the end.

I'm sorry, but I do not understand what it means.

Does anyone else hear that voice?

Oct. 28th, 2019

[info]fruitbits
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Wow, I hate everything about this. Has anyone fessed up to, you know, kidnapping people yet, myself included? My mother is dating a hitman, so this will probably definitely end terribly for them. And my boyfriend will

Also, what's with the rat problem?

Oct. 27th, 2019


[info]steve
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There are rats dragging dolls around by their dresses in my room and I don't actually know what to do about any of it.

Oct. 25th, 2019


[info]mami
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[info]mami
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In case anyone was wondering about the source of the loud slamming from last night, we tracked down a door that leads to a basement. Whatever was happening down there last night, we haven't been able to investigate because the stairs are completely covered with... rats. Lots of rats.

We tried pouring boiling water on them, but it only made them wet. We think maybe a loud frequency could scare them away, or some sort of magical flute like the pied piper story. If anyone has suggestions or an object that could help, please share them here or meet us by the door.

Thank you very much for your time.

Oct. 24th, 2019


[info]awcoffee
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there is nothing weirder than waking up being spooned by a clown. i hate clowns.

barnes, rogers, i'm burning these creepy pieces of nonsense.

EDIT: OMG ABORT THE BURNING DO NOT BURN THE CLOWNS OR ANYTHING ELSE OMG I NEED THERAPY!

[info]mami
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[info]mami
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Did anyone else have difficulty sleeping last night? It sounded like a door opening and slamming right below my bedroom. If it was somebody exploring, I’d appreciate if you would have a bit more courtesy from now on.

Oct. 23rd, 2019


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Well, it's not fresh blood, at least. That's a plus! Just letting everyone know, no one recently died in the library. Still probably ought to ere on the side of caution. Self-printing computers, bugs nailed to walls, and pools of old and dried blood make for an interesting history for this place.

Though it does seem a bit suspicious, doesn't it? Like a bad Stephen King novel.

Wait! I think I might be onto something..

No. No, I lost it. Anyone else have any ideas?

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[info]vanya
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Is anyone else finding it a little strange that we've now been here all day and no one has actually seen this Reginald Carstairs guy?

How are we supposed to figure anything out if he won't' show up?