bluesclues | WEEK FIVE: MINGLE

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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Yeah, I know. [ sigh. ] It's good to know we still have access to help though, even if we pissed off whoever is sending this shit.

It's pretty well taken care of.

[ pumpkin? sometimes does her job?

maybe it's plum doing her job ]

[ they did their best u_u ]

[no it's pumpkin, pumpkin likes ducks]

Good. Pumpkin can be pretty good at her job when she does it.

[. . .]

Do you like the duck food?

Well, there shouldn't be any joking in the first place-!

[that should ALWAYS be on timeout, damn.]

I'm glad he wasn't. Would've sucked to have to do all that on your own and then have everybody be like wow, suspicious.

Ah-- Galo and I spoke to Peach. I wanted to ask if I had the same immunity. We questioned the idea that there were two who were able to check for the disease, and as I understood it - the weeks that we had two answers were the result of individuals using their items in useful ways.

I will do my best to assist.

[hhhhhuh]

Really? So they weren't the result of Nick somehow being able to check two people instead of one?

[interesting. . .]

But how did those people who used their items communicate with Nick?

In the future, if something is on fire, maybe look for the smoke.

That is a good question.

[ . . . ]

Then again, Phoenix had a lot of items. Or he told select people beforehand.

[ESPECIALLY SINCE HE DIED-- but. Akira doesn't say that, that's like rubbing salt into an open wound, he knows]

Yeah. Regardless, that's a resource we can still count on. And for that, I'm glad.

My thoughts exactly.

[KEEP THE JOKES ON TIMEOUT...]

[ thankfully handwaving and deliberate stupidity exist. how is Missile talking? idk and I don't Want to know ]

Horikawa, that tickled!

He was pretty well connected. Even I was exchanging information with him regularly.

[his mouth quirks into a lopsided smile, almost like he's remembering their dearly departed father fondly]

[ thanks akira that would've made her feel really terrible ]

... I kinda miss the jokes, though. Hopefully timeout doesn't last forever. Fuckin' - timeout, like we're a bunch of toddlers.