WEEK FOUR: MINGLE

[cluedin]

WEEK FOUR

OCCUPANCY: 25

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 Pumpkin is...probably around tending to the animals outside. As you exit your rooms on this lovely morning, guests will find that the barrier leading upstairs has diminished, and a new floor has been opened to explore.

For anyone who ventures into the ballroom, a new change may become apparent. Should you choose to look at the plaques long enough, three images will flicker and change sporadically. While Subete's portrait remains the same, on occasion it will change to an image of a disembodied head, expression frozen in shock. Likewise, Dazai's portrait looks just like himself, though if you blink you may miss it changing into a hulking, dark nine-tailed fox with blood glistening in its teeth. Finally, Anya's portrait reveals a picture of the young girl, but every now and then a blossom of red appears on her pristine outfit as the light fades from her eyes. 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.

After weeks of getting to know each other, you may believe you have learned the most important things about them. You've seen their memories, you've felt their emotions, and you've shared their pain. But even so, some of you continue to hide your true intentions. Starting today, from the moment you wake, a mask will appear and cover half of your face. Each mask is different and though you may not understand what it means yet, each design implies something about you. Those who have experience within the supernatural world might have a white feather pattern across their mask while those who have powers associated with a certain element may find their mask changing color and temperature. Some masks may reflect bloody handprints to reflect the sins of a killer while others will appear black and cracking for someone who has died before. Those holding back a big secret will find their mask slowly covering their whole face and others still will find their masks reflecting anything from acts of betrayal to hidden romantic feelings. Though all are unique to each guest, all will find they are unable to remove these masks.

Some of you may wear your mask proudly as you have nothing left to hide, while others of you may become desperate in your attempt to remove it. Feelings of anger and aggression may bubble up to the surface this week over the smallest problems even for the most calm of people. As the sun sets, you may find that you don't feel quite like yourself, opposite personality trades coming to light. Luckily for you, you may not have to worry. Every now and then you may find a gap in your memory, temporary amnesia removing an embarrassing incident or two.

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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Comments

[gitalong]

............. I mean. Maybe if we completely break it first, it'll stop working? And we wouldn't have to tell Miss Plum at all!

[soba]

Do you think we can really fuck this up that much? And she wouldn't notice?

[gitalong]

Maybe if we were really, really sneaky?

[ no ]

[soba]

... how sneaky can you be?

[gitalong]

[ not even remotely sneaky ]

Super sneaky!

[soba]

Show me how sneaky you are.

[gitalong]

Okay!!!







Um, how? Should I go hide somewhere or something?

[soba]

Go walk away, and then try to sneak past me when I'm not expecting it.

[gitalong]

Okay! You got it!

[ Missile runs off out of sight, in the general direction of the Beauty Salon.



several minutes later, there's the a bunch of crashing noises, and the sound of things falling on the ground ]

[soba]

[







toi starts walking to the beauty salon ]

[gitalong]

[ a small, nail polish flecked dog will exit the beauty salon and try to approach the Room from... whichever side is opposite the one Toi's on. ]

[soba]

[ oh

oh my god. toi pretends not to notice him. ]

[gitalong]

[ wow, Missile is So Sneaky.

he keeps circling around to reach the door Toi was at. but it's not like he's trying to keep his steps quiet - is there carpeting? if there isn't, the sound of Missile's nails clicking against the floor can definitely be heard. ]

[soba]

[ oh my god

toi has no idea how this dog is still alive. not even by being murdered, but by like, a freak accident ]

Missile...

[gitalong]

[ it's because we don't have scooters. only a scooter can accidentally murder him.

Missile goes totally still. this is definitely how you hide from predators, right? ]

[soba]

[ yea

it totally works. toi looks the other way. ]

[gitalong]

[ yes, all according to keikaku

Missile starts inching forward again. any and every time Toi looks at him, he'll freeze. this is the stupidest game of red light green light I've ever seen ]

[soba]

[ I BELIEVE IN HIM...... SO MUCH......

toi just. sighs. ]

Wow. I wonder where Missile is.

[gitalong]

[





Missile's tail starts wagging. silently. he's So Sneaky ]

[soba]

[ i hate this


but toi starts walking again, not looking where missile is ]

[gitalong]

[ wow! Missile's doing so good! Toi doesn't suspect a thing!!!

he'll begin creeping forward again, aiming for the door to the Room of [REDACTED] that Toi's left behind. hopefully it didn't swing shut... he can't open shit. ]

[soba]

[ it should, in theory, be open,

but toi is going to quietly follow behind him, but also stop walking and look around if it looks like missile is going to look at him. ]

[gitalong]

[




i'm crying did Toi loop around so he's the one following Missile now

anyways Missile doesn't notice jack shit so i guess they're going in to the Room! what's it even look like anyways ]

[soba]

[ i assume it's just a room but can transform to what the first person who walks into it wants so

since missile walked in first

what does his doggy heart desire ]

[gitalong]

[ his heart desires





chicken ]