Welcome to the 69th Muppet Family Reunion! (Plus Extended Family)

[themuppeteers]

[You received the invitation for the Muppet Family Reunion about a week ago. These reunions have become a routine thing for you and the extended Muppet Family. Whether it be by plane, car, cave tunnel, or magic, you made your way to Emily Bear's house and settled in for the night. Emily Bear was nowhere in sight to greet you, but, surely that's nothing to be worried about.

However, upon waking up, you'll find that a fierce blizzard has descended upon the house overnight--several feet of snow have piled up on the front porch, and, from the looks of it, the snow won't let up anytime soon. Not to mention the fact that Emily is still not here.

Something feels wrong, but you can't quite put your finger on it.

You may notice a small note pinned to the wall where you slept, which reads:]

COME TO LIVING ROOM AT NOON FOR IMPORTANT FAMILY MEETING :)
[Whatever this meeting is about, you have some time to explore the house and chat with the other people gathered here.]

(ooc: Welcome to the Muppet Murder Hour mock trial week! The host NPC will show up around 5 pm est. Until then, feel free to explore the house and interact with everyone else!)

Comments

[sockluck]

Oh, it's quite simple, really. Without proper caution, we're all doomed to die in one horrible way or another. The world is full of germs and horrific accidents and too much "fun" and "games" that just leaves you sick.

My clothing, and especially my hat, protect me. They're like charms. They don't keep it all away, but it's something, so please do not take them. I would rather not die horribly.

[couldvebeenasurgeon]

Are you saying they keep away a- a curse?

[Pirates are a simple and suspicious lot, and, quite frankly, Boober started saying far too many words for him to follow entirely.

He backs away slightly, for fear that the fraggle might invite in pestilence and plague upon him.]

[sockluck]

Curses, bad luck, and other horrors and tragedies.

At least, they keep them away a little bit. These things tend to be unavoidable.

[He looks the strange creature up and down.]

But you have your own hat, so you might be okay.

[couldvebeenasurgeon]

[He looks up...well, more like down, at his own hat, and then back to Boober.]

You really think?