bluesclues | WEEK FOUR: MINGLE

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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[ what. beau looks - pissed? this is not a surprise to anybody. ]

Okay, well tell me what you do remember so I can go fucking shake some people off a balcony.

Beau...

[Drawn out, in that way an exhausted mother does to a rotten, temperish child.]

I appreciate the sentiment, but I really don't know if I could tell you anything useful. The only people I remember are the people who I woke up with, and they were the ones who both helped patch me up.

Doesn't mean they didn't do it. [ her mask flashes when luna says her name like that, and it's clear she's tamping down a bit of fury. annoyance. ]

Tell me what happened anyway.

...Could I ask you to sit with me while I do that?

Please?

[ ... yeah, she guesses. she sighs, and slowly sits down next to luna and gives her a tired look. ]

[yeah, big mood

She'll offer a smile, though it's pained.]

...I'm okay. I won't pretend that you shouldn't be angry, but...

For right now, just... try to relax? You're making my shoulders sore just looking at you.

I'll relax when I'm dead. [ she says dryly. it's. mostly a joke? mostly. ]

I'll try.

[

Congrats, her mask goes COMPLETELY yellow]

...T-thank you.

Um...

Well, I guess as far as what I remember... most of the morning is pretty clear. I know I was worried about a couple different people when everyone started going to lunch in the dining room, so I decided to go looking for them.

The... the next thing I knew, I was waking up in the lab. I don't even remember when I fell asleep... but by then, I had already been bandaged up by Reito and Akira.

[ sorry luna :( beau copes with morbid humor ]

... Reito? [ who dat ]

Reito Ayabe. He was the one who first found me, apparently.

Oh - shit. Ayabe isn't his first name? [ WOW BEAU ]

I don't think it's unusual. Most people here call him that. To be addressed by your family name is fairly common in some cultures, and makes the first name a more private and trustworthy affair.

That being said, I... I would ask him first.

[ oh... that. actually makes a lot of things makes sense. her mask glitters a sort of pink and then fades. ]

I don't - think he likes me enough for that, but anyway - did they see what happened? Akira and Ayabe.

I don't know. Given how alarmed and confused they both were, I... I assume they saw the outcome, but not what led to it.

I don't think I could speak for them otherwise, though.

Fuck, Luna. [ beau says after a moment, with a heavy sigh. ] Are you - you know, feeling okay?

[A beat. She hesitantly nods, the blue of her mask turning a little deeper.]

It... it hurts. [A lot.] But there isn't much to be done about that.

Can you take anything for it? [ :c ]

...Unfortunately not. [beau. beau, sweetie. please think for uno second.] I've done about all I can do on my own.

[ listen, what the fuck is a robot, she doesn't KNOW??? ]

... You don't think someone in the mansion did this to you, do you?

If they did, I don't know why. If they had been intending to kill me, they, um... didn't do a very good job.

[ there's a long pause, as a thought crosses her mind, and then: ]

... No, they didn't, but that's a good thing for us, huh?

Ah... y-yes, I would hope so.

[Was... that a compliment? Who knows. It's so hard to tell with Beau... either way, she looks a little stumped.]

I'm just glad I can be around to help.

[ IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE she's so bad at this ]

Yeah. We're glad you're around too. All of us, I promise.

...I... um...

[She fidgets with her necklace for a moment. Her mask starts to blossom into a fresh, spring-like green.]

Thank you.

[ oh no, that's cute? beau hopes that's good. wtf. ]

You're welcome. [ she says, a little amused. ] You good?

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