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[Groundskeeper Reader tugs on a random killer's shirt, tilting their head curiously.]
Killer: Eh? Need something, Groundskeeper?
[Reader tugs harder, motioning for them to remove their shirt.]
Killer: R-right here? We're in the middle of the lobby!
[Reader nods, letting go-]
Killer, blushing: A... alright.... Don't go snitching to the boss about this.....Next time let's go somewhere private
[The killer takes off their shirt which Reader quickly takes - adding the bloody cloth to their laundry hamper as they turn to leave.]
Killer #2, walking by: Did you seriously think they were about to have sex with you in the center of the lobby?
Killer #1: Oh, so we can torture and kill guests in here, but sex is off the table??
Groundskeeper Reader who works in an allegedly haunted manor turned murder-mystery attraction, but the murder is real and the mystery is which guest ended up in the soup of the day- Whether Reader is human themselves is up for debate- They're satisfied with having a job that gives them a roof over their head and allows them to do their favorite thing - cleaning. The ghosts, ghouls and killers at the manor greatly appreciate Reader's efforts to keep their home tidy. They're adorable wandering around aimlessly with their shovel looking for a new guest to bury.
Groundskeeper is also selectively mute because they just like me sometimes fr and no talk, only clean. They overwork themselves to the point of not eating or sleeping which their coworkers are sure to fix for them. Again, whether Reader needs food is a mystery, but they'll eat if requested.
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[A group of axe welding ghouls circle around Groundskeeper Reader in the cemetery-]
Yan Ghost: Wait, guys- There's something familiar about this one...
[Groundskeeper Reader ignores them, pulling out a spray bottle and hosing down a grave stone with cleanser. Reader reaches over the back of the grace - picking up their hat they dropped earlier and putting it back on.]
The ghouls, in unison: Groundskeeper!!!
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Killler: Ugh.... I can't see out of the windows...
[The slasher wipes blood of the window with an old rag. Groundskeeper Reader watching in the background - nodding in approval before wandering off.]
Killer: The hell?.... Why does my face feel so warm?
[Later]
Killer #2: Dude, what are you doing?
Killer #1 - mopping the floors while occasionally looking around for Reader: Nothing.
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Chef: Ohh, Groundskeeper! One of our dear guests forgot to finish their meal. Would you be a dear and take care of this plate for me?
[Groundskeeper Reader wheels their trash can over to the table, reaching for the plate-]
Chef: Ah, ah, ah!- We don't waste food in this house. Have a seat and eat up before it gets cold.
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[Groundskeeper Reader drags a body out to the cemetery to bury it in one of the empty graves - ultimately falling asleep in the coffin. The Host of the attraction finds Reader - carrying them up to an empty bedroom.]
Groundskeeper Reader: ....
[Groundskeeper Reader wakes up alone, visibly distressed by the dirt they left on the clean sheets.]