#Mrs peacock

[ineffably-graham]

clue memes i made because this fandom is severely lacking in memes

[mentally-at-home]

[couldpolyamorysavethem]

WADSWORTH, YVETTE, COLONEL MUSTARD, MRS. WHITE, MRS. PEACOCK, MR. GREEN, PROFESSOR PLUM, and MISS SCARLET from CLUE

Justification:

"all of the problems in the movie Clue are caused primarily because these people 1. Do not trust each other and 2. Physically cannot stop having rampant tension. One insane toxic polycule with a complex web of who’s dating who would’ve saved their lives. The blackmailer still would’ve died tho <3" - Anonymous

[blackthorn-faerie]

I decided that I NEEDED to draw hsr characters as clue characters

[slightly-gay-pogohammer]

clue fanarts based on a magical game fr fr fr

[manygeese]

Look, I love Percy Jackson. I love the movie and board game Clue. Without further ado, I give you

PJO/HoO CHARACTERS AS CLUE PLAYERS

Just gonna do the 7 for now, maybe Yvette and the other npcs later

LEO AS WADSWORTH

Wadsworth is nothing if not a theater kid. He’s got oodles of whimsy and the energy levels to match. And he’s annoying and sassy as hell. Who else is as dramatic, quick witted, and hyperactive as Wadsworth? Leo freaking Valdez. Nobody else’s knees could take all that running around a murder mansion trying to find a murderer. Therefore, Leo Valdez is Wadsworth.

PIPER AS MISS SCARLET

Miss Scarlet is a businesswoman. It just so happens that her business is sex work (and secrets). She’s a murder suspect, she’s a girlboss, her coping mechanism is making jokes, she’s Piper McLean. Not only does Piper’s role as a daughter of Aphrodite fit Miss Scarlet’s profession, Piper would be just as shrewd and stealthy, use everything to her advantage like Miss Scarlet. Therefore, Piper McLean is Miss Scarlet.

FRANK AS COLONEL MUSTARD

Colonel Mustard is a military man, as you can tell from his title. Frank is the son of the god of war. And while the Colonel isn’t particularly good at war (cough war profiteer cough), who better to cast Frank as? I can also see Frank being so caught up in the moment to say some of the stupid things the Colonel does in the movie. Colonel Mustard has some A+ lines. Therefore, Frank Zhang is Colonel Mustard.

HAZEL AS MRS PEACOCK

Mrs. Peacock is a tad bit kooky. Her favorite dish is monkey brain soup. Her husband is an American official. She faints a lot and screams even more. She may or may not be a murderer. I can’t put my finger on it, but Hazel just oozes socially awkward/oblivious and would definitely pull the sort of stuff Mrs. Peacock does in the second ending especially. She’s got that supposedly harmless but actually a serial killer swag. Therefore, Hazel Levesque is Mrs. Peacock.

PERCY AS MR. GREEN

I’m gonna be honest, this is probably the weakest connection but I’m going for it. Mainly because I cast Annabeth as Mrs. White and there’s this one scene in the movie where he offers to show her a supposedly impossible sex position. Percy as Mr. Green + Annabeth as Mrs. White + one weird ass scene=Percabeth. Honestly, I can’t see any of the Seven doing stuff like Mr. Green does it and Percy was the last one I had to cast so. Percy is Mr. Green.

JASON AS PROFESSOR PLUM

He’s gay. He’s timid. He’s named after the color purple. What more could a guy want? Although Jason doesn’t have amazing POVs, I know when a character is meant to be another one and this is a match made in heaven. Professor Plum even sort of looks like Jason’s description in the books. I can SEE Jason as Professor Plum in the movie, I can HEAR him saying “MrS. pEaCoCk WaS a MaN?????” or some dorky shit like that. Jason’s gay, a lil shy, and he loves the color purple. Therefore, Jason is Professor Plum.

ANNABETH AS MRS. WHITE

Mrs. White was tragically widowed… five times. In the immortal words of the woman herself, “Husbands should be like Kleenex: soft, strong, and disposable.” Annabeth has the cunning to get away with five (ALLEGED) murders. Annabeth has that weeping widow, secret murderer energy. She lives a lavish life due to her husband’s being cut short. Also, Mrs. White is one of the funniest characters in the movie, and some of her lines are things Annabeth would say ironically so I’ve connected the dots. Therefore, Annabeth is Mrs. White.

Let me know if you want me to elaborate or cast Nico, Reyna, or anybody else :) I can also draw them as their characters if this gets enough notes soooooooo lemme know if u want that

[characterswithcolorsnamesfight]

Best character with a color name

Round 1 Poll 7

*From a submitter : "Yukari means purple! Yukari's servants have names meaning red and blue, with the significance being that a longer wavelength indicates greater strength"

**Clue's characters (from the movie, the game etc.) are named after colors (see the tags)

[escapismthroughfilm]

#154

[mycroftholmesian]

RIP Martin Mull 💔

Underrated Brilliance

[dick-chugger]

Everything I can find about Finnish versions of Clue lists him as Pastori Viherlevä, very curious where Juhani came from if you can recall. Do the characters have actual first names in any of the official Finnish media? o:

Ok, so the thing is that apparently I just have a weord version of Cluedo. It's from 2008, this is the box.

All of the characters have like "modern" backstories and have been given first names. The names (with their direct translations) and backstories (in Finnish because I am too tired to translate) are:

Marjaana Punakulta (Marjaana Red-Gold)

Juhani Viherlevä (Juhani Green-Algae)

Jaska Keltanokka (Jaska Yellow-Beak)

Aino Valkopesu (Aino Whitewash)

Pekka Purppuravalo (Pekka Purple-Light)

Regina Päiväperhonen (Regina Butterfly)

Also I am deeply annoyed by the fact that Regina doesn't have her colour in her name.

I don't know if other versions of the game have the first names or if I've just been blessed.

[katlimeart]

Made in 2024

If you’ve seen this anywhere else, I posted it back on my deviantArt when it was made.

Girls cosplaying as female characters from Cluedo

1 - 2. Miss Scarlett

3. Dr Orchid

4. Chef White

5. Miss Peach

6. Lady Lavender

7 - 8. Mrs Peacock

9. Mrs Meadow-Brooke

[iemonzzest]

redrew the Clue girlies 🫶

[tnt-tourney]

ROUND ONE -- the Murder Crew (Mr. Green, Colonel Mustard, Professor Plum, Mr. Boddy/Dr. Black, Dr. Orchid, Miss Scarlett, Mrs. White, and Mrs. Peacock) VS. the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Leonardo, Donatella, Michelangelo, and Raphael)

[its-to-the-death]

Glasses Swag Tournament Preliminary Round #5

Only one of these characters will make it into the bracket so vote for your favorite!

[bed-wed-behead-your-fave]

mrs peacock clue

[oodelally3]

WIP Wednesday!

The fic I'm working on (What I Did For Love) actually started out as a reunion one-shot for a prompt competition. I'd bitten off more than I could chew and didn't manage to finish it, but it gave me the push I needed to begin. I could see where my fic was headed, at the very least. *And* I have parts of a future chapter or two written.

The reunion is Halloween-themed and hosted at the White Tower in London, so it's perfect to share today, being spooky season an' all. Some things have changed since I wrote this; for instance, Rahim is voted out early in my fic, so Henry VIII doesn't make much sense for him. 😂 I've also grown as a writer...some of this is pretty darn clunky, I'm not gonna lie. It's definitely a WIP, and that P doesn't stand for "polished."

Anyway! Enjoy Vivian as a sexy Mrs. Peacock and Carl as Professor Plum. (I cannot resist a man in tweed.)

The day of the Halloween-themed reunion has arrived. The producers had put everyone up in different hotels across the city, so no one would run into each other. (They obviously want any drama to happen on camera.) They’d also helped us Islanders out with costumes, which was a relief. I jokingly told Carl they probably only did it to make sure everyone looked sexy enough.   Our costumes had arrived the day before, to ensure everything fit properly. Carl was going as Professor Plum from the Clue board game, after being talked out of going as Spock. I was Mrs. Peacock, but the sexiest Mrs. Peacock I’d ever seen. I rolled my eyes the first time I pulled out the costume.  We didn’t know who else was going as Clue characters, or what everyone else would be doing. “If they didn’t give Miss Scarlet to Priya, someone ought to be fired,” I said to Carl.  “Yes, and Gary has got to be Colonel Mustard!”   Carl looks so handsome in his tweed suit, sweater vest, and bowtie. Others may not think it’s sexy, but damn, those elbow patches really do something to me.   “Don’t give me those bedroom eyes, Curls. We haven’t the time!” he admonishes and puts the professor’s pipe in his mouth for emphasis.   “Damn,” I mutter under my breath.   My own costume is some sort of burlesque-looking corset with a feather skirt tied over my waist, open in front to show my legs in fishnet stockings. I’ve put my hair in an updo, my copper curls escaping here and there, with a beautiful peacock-feathered fascinator to complete the look. I think I look ridiculous, but the rising bulge in Carl’s tweed slacks tells me he thinks otherwise.  I meet his gaze and raise an eyebrow with a cheeky smirk. He blushes and clears his throat.   “Right. Well. We don’t have time, more’s the pity,” he says with a shrug, pushing his fake glasses up his nose. Damn, he’s really got this hot 1930s professor thing down, without even trying.   “Well, who knows? Maybe there’ll be a Hideaway.” *****   The car drops us off at the Tower of London—incredibly, the reunion is being held at the White Tower. The moment Carl and I found out, we were on the phone, giddy with excitement as only two history buffs can be.   We’re greeted by a couple producers who give us the basic schedule and put our mic packs on. I hadn’t missed these, but at least they blend in with our outfits now. They tell us they’ve had our arrivals staggered and we’re among the last to arrive. After testing our mics, they point us to the doors of the White Tower.   Carl holds out his hand for me to take and we walk in together.   The main hall upstairs is amazing, all lit up with soft, warm colours and candlelight in the main areas and red or blue lights in the cozy nooks. Each nook has an overstuffed sofa and armchairs, perfect for intimate chats or a small gathering of friends. There’s a string quartet, who look like they could be a punk band, playing a decent mix of pop and classical music. The suits of armour displayed in the White Tower look amazing in this setting. Henry VIII could never. 

“Oh, wow,” we say in unison, right before we’re besieged by pink silks and taffeta and velvet squealing into our ears. I can’t see her face yet, but I know it’s Chelsea.  “Baaaaaabes! Oh, I’ve missed you both so much!”  “Chelseeeaaaa!” I hug her tight, then pull away to get a better look at her costume. It’s definitely some sort of a Tudor costume, but in anachronistic pinks. And with a modern sexy take. “You are…?” “Katherine Howard, bra!” She twirls around for me, and I see the make-up effects that make her look as though her head has been chopped off and placed back on. “I told them I’d do it if I could be in pink.”  “You are the perfect Katherine Howard,” Carl smiles. “Just don’t cheat on your husband, and you should be fine,” I add with a laugh.  “Eek!” She pretends to cut her head off with her hand. “And you two are from Cluedo! I think the rest of your group is already here. I’m still waiting on a couple wives, but my Henry is here,” she says as she points to Ibrahim as Henry VIII.  Carl and I both laugh. It’s a fitting character, considering how many people Rahim coupled up with on the show. And it looks as though Jo is one of the wives. Anne of Cleves, if I’m not mistaken. The producers certainly have a sense of humour. (I’m pretty good with my Tudor history. Not exactly something to brag about in Love Island circles.)  Chelsea takes our hands and leads us straight to the bar, bless her. They’ve created specialty drinks for the reunion, based on a lot of our characters. Naturally, we choose our namesake drinks: Professor Plum’s is some sort of hot toddy that turns purple when the angostura bitters is put in, and Mrs. Peacock’s is a fizzy concoction with Crème de Violette.  “Cheers, Mrs. Peacock,” Carl says before clinking my coupe glass.  “Cheers, Professor.”  We take a sip and both raise our eyebrows—these are pretty good!  “Well, well, well…look what we have here!”  We turn to see Gary, arms outstretched, waiting to give me a big bear hug. I gladly step into his embrace and place a kiss on his cheek, his fake handlebar moustache tickling my skin. He and Carl warmly shake hands.  “Oh, my god, Carl was right.”  “What?” Gary asks.  “You are Colonel Mustard!” He gives us a sheepish grin. “Yeah. I mean, it’s not as cool as Henry VIII over there, but Colonel Mustard is a right sort of chap. Even if they wouldn’t give me a rifle to carry around.”