The Midnight Mansion Murderer

[The Shadow of Korriban]

The year is 1863.  A small group of ladies and gentleman have arrived at the house of Herman A. Smith.  They have high expectations regarding a fine and enjoyable night.

Welcome, everyone!   My useful butler will be serving the beverages in a few moments.  Take a seat.

[lass of something much]

*looks at topic name*
*blinks*
*hides*

[Cornflower MM]

Oooooh, FUN!

[lass of something much]

I...think not...

[shisteer of nothing much]

*obligingly takes a seat and waits for the food*

[lass of something much]

Wait, wait, wait...FOOD?!!!!!!!!

[Russa Nodrey]

*Takes a seat* I just came for the free chairs. Bye!

[Kade Rivok]

*Pokes head in through the doorway.*  Did I hear somebeast say "free chairs"?

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

*climbs up a curtain and sits on the curtain rail* Yes, you did. They're over there. *points at the chairs and almost falls off the curtain rail*

[Kade Rivok]

*Begins throwing said chairs about.*

[shisteer of nothing much]

*is knocked unconscious by a flying chair*

[Jarky Thistlebrush]

*Does Wingardium Leviosa on all the chairs*

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

*hides behind the curtains*

[The Shadow of Korriban]

You folks really are great at making topics caotic in a matter of days.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Oh, this is nothing.