WEEK FIVE: MINGLE

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WEEK FIVE

OCCUPANCY: 23

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, two images will flicker and change sporadically. While Phoenix's portrait remains the same, on occasion it will change to an unrecognizable figure, flames surrounding the charred flesh. Likewise, Four's portrait looks just like herself, though if you blink you may miss the sharp knives protruding through her chest, rivers of blood dripping down her front. 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.

You know what to expect by now. Once a week, one of your own transforms into someone unrecognizable. But it's hard to empathize with someone without experiencing the hardship for yourself, isn't it? Worry not. Starting today, from the moment you wake, you will find that you yourself have changed into something unrecognizable. Claws, fangs, fur, scales, extra limbs, extra mouths...the changes are numerous as your monster form takes a hold of you. Oh but it's alright! It's just the physical appearance, after all. You're still yourself inside...but it may be hard to believe that as the week goes on.

Some of you may be able to brush these strange changes aside. Others of you may find yourself struggling to understand who you really are. And others of you will find even more problems on hand. Is it your imagination, or did the mansion grow several degrees colder? You just can't quite to seem to warm up. While you may normally be comfortable sharing blankets with your fellow guests, you now find yourself feeling a bit greedy and unwilling to share...well, anything, really. The insatiable greed requires you to take and take and take, no matter if you require the necessities you're taking. And yet even as you take, and especially as you consume, you find that you're never quite satisfied, belly never quite full regardless of how much you eat. That's troubling, isn't it?

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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save him

[hamaoned]

[ the tail shooting wide open only causes more suffering for the two of them as ken's ears will fold back and he'll start to snarl and bark even louder than before at jin ling for a few moments before, once again, he forces himself to shut up. ]

I... I can't help it.

[ he says with a bit of a doggie whine in his voice and tail tucking between his legs. ]

I'm sorry!

[kazokun]

I just want to be away from everything for a bit.

[ There's some difference but not much. Maybe he just needs something to occupy himself so he's not just lying on the bed staring at the ceiling like he was all weekend. ]

Is your sense of smell that much stronger? You could clamp your nose...

[shortforever]

[Why must you laugh at his pain?

Chuuya had thought he was alone at first, but as soon as he hears Jin Ling's laughter he sits up in in a rush that sends a few loose feathers flying up into the air.]

Shut up!

[kazokun]

[ He has to force himself not to roll his eyes. Invisible man... like he's some sort of circus attraction. ]

Something like that.

[ Just a physical change is nothing too bad, even though he frowns down at his hands and hopes he doesn't pass right through things by the end of the week. How would he do laundry if he can't touch anything? Terrible. ]

What about you? Wings.

[ along with arms instead of replacing them? Three pairs of limbs... ]

[shortforever]

If I bring you a cucumber, will you grant me good luck or will you punch me?

ii

[goldpeony]

[Jin Ling thought he was bad about the tail hole thing.

...

He stops to peer watchfully at Ash trying to wrangle a pair of jeans, the long trail of his tail folded and dragging behind him.]

Your whole pants are going to rip up your crotch now, stupid.

[shortforever]

It's a tengu, I think. They get the bird feet too.

[He indicates to his own feet, which are definitely bird feet right now.]

The wings are no good for flying though. I just keep falling. It's a shame, because I really do miss flying around.

[goldpeony]

[What tHE. Jin Ling only puffs more at the barking and the snarl. He doesn't have many feathers yet outside of the tail and the lil head plume, but what's on his neck ruffles anyway.]

If you try to bite me, I'll--! Peck you!

[He doesn't have a beak, but that feels very right to say as he scrambles to snatch up his robe.]

[goldpeony]

[The tail train he's dragging along behind him suddenly shoots up and opens wide, petulant. He tries to look irritated at being told to shut up, but then he just remembers Chuuya's fall and snorts again.]

You... You fell... The way you fell! [Very funny.] Are you a pheasant?

[hamaoned]

[ well ken was probably doing his best not to cry this weekend after his minor meltdown at trial so as though he was any better. nevertheless there's an audible doggie whine that escapes him. ]

Alright. [ he'll...just pretend he didn't just whine, or that his tail has sagged either. ] I'll come out here and visit you sometime...and try not to be gone too long. You know, if you want to visit the room at night.

[ because he's all about knowing to give people space. also he wrinkles his nose at ayabe's suggestion. ]

I could but then I'd sound funny.

[brokethefirst]

Monday evening - Tuesday

[Where the hell is Luna? Good question. She's out and about on Monday, perfectly fine. One might see a strand or two of her hair on a piece of furniture. Odd.

By Monday night, strands have turned into clumps, milky white fluid dripping like blood, and... something else, fleshy and translucent, scattered like powder--

Room 1 will be locked, and will STAY locked, for all of Tuesday. Yes, even for Horikawa.

((If you want a PC, holler. Otherwise, she isn't leaving her room.))]

[hamaoned]

[ wha... ]

Peck me?

[ so much whining because now his ears have perked back up and tail sticking out indignantly. ]

I'm not going to bite you. Or, well, I wouldn't. I'm better than that.

[ are you ken. ]

[goldpeony]

Yeah!

[He's skeptical about this. So he pridefully struts over to put some distance between them. He's keep an eye on Ken, though! The tail won't go down, unfortunately... so it's just bobbing along behind him.]

Your barking sounded like you would bite me! I have Fairy, so I know what that barking means!

[shortforever]

[He wants to be mad at Jin Ling, but the way that tail opens up, it just gets Chuuya to crack up too.]

Oh my god, are you a peacock?

[hamaoned]

[ ken will....be a good boy and not bark at jin ling anymore but he will follow him with his eyes very intensely. he's a dog okay!! but he's a good boy and not going to chase him off. (maybe) ]

Fairy...? [ cue the ever infamous shib head tilt. ] Is that the name of your dog?

[ ... ]

A, anyway I'm still me.

3.

[burningrescue]

[Hmm! How about that motive! Anyway, Galo is getting around with crutches, and he looks pretty fragile.]

I still owe you that fight, you know. So watch your step!

[goldpeony]

[Ooooooo. He does not like it when the shoe is on the other foot! The feathers of his throat ruffle, and the tail gets even bigger behind him indignantly.]

What's wrong with a peacock?! I'm beautiful!

[Wait. His face and ears turn red. Why did he say that?!]

My--my tail is nice! I mean!

1

[hamaoned]

[ okay because. well. dog. ken is going to not immediately going to do more than watch because, well, he's sure that chuuya is going to want to figure it out on his own but. you know, after the first hour that's gotta be tough. ]

Chuuya?

[ his tail is wagging ever so lightly because it is amusing. ]

Um, would you like some help?

[ how is ken going to help, we just don't know. ]

[goldpeony]

[Oh noooooooo. Jin Ling would appreciate the head tilt if not for the fact he is a stupid, stuck-up peacock right now.

Sadly, Ken's herding just makes him hurry a little faster.]

Yeah, that's her name. [He keeps glancing back, but also is trying to fix his robes.] I'm still me, too.

[shortforever]

[He just.

Looks down at the crutches.

Then back up at Galo.]

I could just take your crutches away and you'd be stuck down here.

[He's not going to actually do that, he's just trying to make a point.]

[shortforever]

[Oh lordy he's actually losing it now.]

I didn't know you were one to get wrapped up in your own looks like that.

What are you gonna do next, honk angrily at me?

[burningrescue]

Or I could hit you with my crutches for an extra punch!

[He's not trying to do that, either.]

But Lio will get mad, if I do. I totally screwed up - I should have fought you on Saturday! [He was just stupidly distracted by something.]

[shortforever]

[Currently Chuuya is trapped at the door going into the dining room, and he's cursing as he tries to pull his wings close so he can squeeze through.]

I'll be fine once I figure out a way into rooms other than 'sideways'.

[shortforever]

You were distracted by your boyfriend turning into a dragon, I think that's fair.

Why do you still want to fight me, anyway?

[madburnout]

[Lio’s furry form this week is a cute little kit— NO I’M JUST KIDDING IT’S A FUCKIN’ DRAGON AGAIN OBVIOUSLY. God. He thinks he’s so cool. Overall he’s mostly just a little pointier than normal, though occasionally if you get him mad enough, a few pink sparks might fly out of his nose . . . ]

i.
[Hi! So, apparently the way some people deal with guilt is making Shonen Promises, and those Shonen Promises manifest in, uh, possibly slightly annoying ways. Whatever it is you’re doing, or in the middle of doing, Lio is strolling on up, arms crossed, immediately demanding:]

I will assist.

[bro calm down.]

ii. hoarding
[Feels like the intersection between Being a Dragon and also experiencing a strong desire to create a Hoard is not so great a mix. It’s fine.

You can find him a couple of places around the house, hoarding, because apparently his tastes change throughout the week - the kitchen, stacking supplies on the counter. The infinity closet, apparently grabbing anything possible that’s warm. Even places like the Drawing Room deciding he needs every marker in the place, hairspray in the salon (should . . . . should you let him have that again) or even deciding every game in the game room is His Now.

If you reach a hand too close to his pile, he’ll fucking hiss? Jesus Christ. Either too helpful or just fucking mean, there is absolutely no in between this week.]