WEEK ONE: MINGLE

[cluedin]

WEEK ONE

OCCUPANCY: 34

Rise and shine, little monsters. A new week is waiting just for you. The events of yesterday may have been hard to stomach, but time heals all wounds, after all. The damages the house has incurred over the last week have been reverted and the staff is hard at work fulfilling their roles in this mansion. A piping hot breakfast is served in the dining room promptly at 7am, every square inch of floor and furniture has been cleaned spotless, and...the sound of birds chirping fills the hallway. The sun's shining brightly through the glass windows, and the curtain has been drawn back from the doors in the ballroom. The barriers blocking off the stairs down to the basement and to the balconies have been removed, and all guests may now explore these areas.

For anyone who ventures into the ballroom, a new change may become apparent. Should you choose to look at the plaques long enough, two images will flicker and change sporadically. While Haruka's portrait remains the same, on occasion it will change to an image of a pale, scratched up woman with yellow foam dripping from the corner of her lips. Likewise, Nikki's portrait looks just like herself, though if you blink you may miss it changing into the image of a large, rabid rat. There is no rhyme and reason for the change...though perhaps it serves as a reminder to those who remain.

Additionally, the house rules have been moved from the ballroom and back into the hallway, mounted in the entryway as they were.

But with this new bit of freedom comes another strange set of circumstances, you see. Starting today you'll find that the urge to give in to some nasty little traits has grown stronger. Greed, Pride, Jealousy....any of those seven deadly feelings will begin to bubble up inside you. Can you remain calm under the weight of your sins?

Perhaps so. Perhaps you're the type who's capable of ignoring these feelings even in your worst moments. You may be a beacon of hope for those who struggle with their emotions, but something else seems amiss. Even if you've managed to avoid those prickly feelings, some of you may experience a brain fog, making your thoughts hazy and hard to focus. Others may find themselves with a constant craving for sustenance, an insatiable hunger...though it may not be for food alone. And others still...it is a bit alarming for your arm to detach itself from your body, isn't it? Why would your feet run away without you? Best take stock of all of your limbs now because for the next week they may be just a bit too easy to remove. Don't lose your head over it though. They'll reattach easily enough.

You may experience only some of these events. Then again, maybe you're unlucky and you're experiencing all of these events at different points in time. Time is of the essence, however, and come Monday at noon a rustling crackle of static can be heard from overhead. Try as you might, you won't be able to find the speakers but a message will play loud and clear for all.

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[sadiskick]

What does it matter how old I am?

[ They aren't going to get done, if they stand around here, so Meltryllis is going to LEAVE THEM BEHIND.

Going to the wine cellar and going to drink some wine!!! ]

[slobjection]

Well, don't say I didn't warn you two....

[ phoenix please, you were a lawyer???? anyway, they're going. ]

[getdrekt]

[because nothing is a competition, Asch keeps pace with Melty, striding side by side towards the kitchen and its stairs to the cellar.]

Have you ever had alcohol before? I'm not carrying you back if you vomit and faint.

[Asch,]

[sadiskick]

I don't have to worry about that.

[ Actually, she might have to worry about that here. Meltryllis is naturally agile and fast, so they're going to look really stupid rushing to the basement. ]

The thought of you touching me disgusts me to my core.

[slobjection]

[ phoenix is just trailing behind the two of them. ah, the youth of today..... ]

Better hope you two don't brush hands accidentally, then.

[getdrekt]

Hah. We'll see, lightweight.

[Asch, who Does Not Give A Shit about alcohol suddenly very much Gives A Shit about alcohol, especially when it comes to totally destroying Melty at it.

Which is not the point of this. But. There we go.

At Phoenix's remark, he glances over his shoulder with a look of disgust.]

Tch! I'd rather die than touch her!

[sadiskick]

I'd tear his hand off and kick it into the lake.

[ It's a promise. ]

If you would go ahead and die, that would help us all.

[ Here they are, at the wine cellar. Even Phoenix deserves better company than these two. ]

[getdrekt]

Didn't you already lose your leg? Are you just projecting your idiocy on others now?

[CMON KNIFEY SPOONY GIRL!!! He scoffs at the reversal card on his die comment, giving Melty a rude look.]

Hah. Ladies first—if you really are one.

[WEIRD GENDER BURN?? anyway, here they are. Asch gets right to pulling bottles off the shelves, pulling them out, looking at the label.

Phoenix deserves ever minute of this.]

[slobjection]

Be careful where you say that.

[ phoenix just looks for a bottle of "grape juice" ]

What's the history between you two..?

[getdrekt]

[Asch speaks first, without turning around.]

She's an infant that thinks humans are beneath her. How she can think that with those ridiculous legs is beyond me.

[there.

He brings 5 bottles over to a barrel table, and lines them up in a row, appraising them.]

[sadiskick]

There's nothing between us!

[ She doesn't like that phrasing. Where Asch failed to get under her skin, Phoenix did in two fucking seconds. Wow. ]

He's annoying, conceited, and uncultured.

[ She is a lady, thank you very much, so she pours herself a glass of (spins a Life wheel) Moscato and takes a sip. Her hand falls off as she does so.

Someone save the glass. ]

[slobjection]

[ phoenix just smiles. ]

Sounds like you two are quite passionate about your feelings for each other.

[ phoenix saves nothing. he's sipping "grape juice" straight from the bottle. ]

[getdrekt]

[Asch watches the glass drop with a "then perish" look, before suddenly realising they only have two glasses.

his dive to avoid sharing spit with the woman of his nightmares is admittedly impressive, as he barely snatches it up in time, replacing it on to the barrel with a dark scowl.

he shakes the hand off it.]

She's irritating, prideful, and pathetic.

[sadiskick]

[ that's right, bitch, ]

The Moscato barely passes. A... four. It'd pair with... a dessert.

[ Yeah, she's ignoring them both now. She kicks her hand up and pops it back on under her sleeve. Bye. ]

[slobjection]

[ phoenix sippin on that grape juice. ]

Hmm. 2/10......

[ but he keeps drinking it. ] Goes with... pudding.

[getdrekt]

[god

he's back to his own wine, now, swirling a (throws dart) merlot in a glass, and taking a drink.

wordlessly, he sticks a "six" sticker on the menu, and writes down meat.]

[sadiskick]

If you think it's terrible, pick another one.

[ Don't be silly, Phoenix, o they can get this over with.

Did they go from bickering nonstop to not talking to each other anymore? Amazing. She picks another bottle. It's (rolls a die) riesling. It gets a "5" and "fish." ]

[slobjection]

[ phoenix is finishing his bottle, be patient!!! ]

Hmmm.... Expected a little more commentary.

[getdrekt]

[NO!!!!!!!

Asch mutely pulls the cork out of a cabernet sauvignon (only reds here, only whites over there...........), and pours himself a helping, slapping a "2" on the sheet.]

Why don't you stick to your unlabelled bottles.

[pizza]

[sadiskick]

[ nick has to drink nine more bottles.... and meltryllis is going to leave them after her tenth. her next is a chardonnay. it’s a “1” and goes with “cheese”. ]

If you feel strongly about it, fill the void yourself.

[slobjection]

[ isn't it 10 bottles collectively.... anyway Phoenix finally finishes and goes for another one.. white this time ]

Hamburgers.

[getdrekt]

[literally the only thing they agree on is "shut the fuck up phoenix"

but that one at least makes him glance sideways from slapping down a "1" and grapes.]

Hamburgers? You can't pair a hamburger with wine.

[sadiskick]

[ It is collectively (probably), but there are thirty stickers, so get drunk, Phoenix.

Meltryllis is wasting wine and only drinking a sip of each, so she has less of a chance to get drunk. ]

Pair it with a red.

[ Hamuburger, she means.

As Meltryllis continues to go with whites. A pinot grigio that gets a "5" and "pasta." ]

[slobjection]

[ asch pairs grapes with wine then complains about phoenix's choices. he nods at melt. ]

She gets it.

[ next is an ice wine.............. ]

Ice cream.

[getdrekt]

Neither of you get anything.

[He's not deigning this conversation with an answer!!! Except the one he just gave.

Asch slurps down three red wine tasters in quick succession, and labels them with a "2", "3", and "4" one after another, then scribbles down chocolate torte cake, tomato-stewed bayleaf chicken, charcuteries platter.

Nothing has changed about his general attitude, he's still frowning. But the foods are getting fancier.........?]