bluesclues | WEEK FIVE: MINGLE

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 no, he'll stay outside. Big wings will knock that shit down too easily.

It does feel nice to have Ayabe's given name used freely like that though. It makes his lips twitch with the hint of a smile for a moment.]

Huh. So you got changed too. What are you, some kind of invisible man now?

[ 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... ]

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.

...You weren't throwing yourself out of windows, were you? Of course you can't fly like this; you're too heavy.

[ Something about birds having hollow bones, but he's not the one with animal facts. He knows nothing about animals, also nothing about camping, and there had better not be bears in the woods as he dumps everything in his arms out onto the ground. ]

Not out of windows, no.

[He was jumping off the shed. Totally different.

He looks down at the stuff on the ground, and then back up at Ayabe.]

Why are you putting this stuff out here anyway?

[ But jumping and failing to fly. A quick look head to toe tells him that Chuuya hasn't broken any arms or noses, so that'll have to be good enough for him. ]

I'm going on a camping trip. I feel like I'm going to go crazy the longer I stay in that house... and it's been getting colder in there since last week.

[ Last week was just him being cold, but this week everybody's going to be huddling by the furnace if this keeps up. ]

[He's not landing on his face, gosh!!1]

I think that's another one of those 'let's fuck with people to get them to murder' things. Did you at least tell Ken you're camping out here?

[ He could have. ]

Ken's stopped by, so he knows. But what the hell is this week's incentive? The dead are dead. Otherwise, what, murder or the heater won't be turned back on? The house should've gone back to the sleep deprivation one.

[ Last week aside, that one was true hell, not being able to sleep for a week, and if people keep refusing to kill, there's no way anybody would be able to solve trials or save Blue or any of that if they can't think. If the house can hear his thoughts: do sleep from the start next time, and stick with sleep. ]

[YEAH THE SLEEP ONE SUCKED but truthfully this one sucks too. The way Chuuya glances away and doesn't immediately agree might be a sign of what is to come.]

Not everyone is affected by the same motive, you know. People who didn't even blink at last week's might find themselves considering this one.

[ Chuuya: fuck Dazai, we're not friends
also Chuuya: but he is IMPORTANT to me
is why Ayabe is constantly confused over their relationship, okay

He's trying to think of who in the graveyard anybody would even want back and all he's coming up with is Phoenix (I'm sorry to everybody else in the graveyard) and Ayabe doesn't know him that well so there is no motivation for this motive from him. Does he want Dazai back? Yeah. But there is no sense of urgency like there was with his sister. ]

It's fundamentally impossible, though. The dead coming back.

[ Says him, the ghost boy, who's spoken to ghosts. That can still be fake; death is a natural law of the universe. ]

[Let him live his confusing teenager life, ok?]

I grew wings and you're invisible right now. Aren't those supposed to be impossible too?

Those could be a trick, but not death. Not unless people got switched out at the very last minute, and how possible would that be?

[ Ayabe felt Dazai die in his arms. Chuuya rigged this over the top knife trap that should have killed Four immediately but apparently not??? jfc

The point is, they're dead, and even receiving letters and talking to people on the Ouija board feels wrong. ]

...yeah, it's probably not likely. I shouldn't even be considering the 'what if's anyway. Dazai always wanted to die, he'd probably hate being brought back.

[Whatever he needs to tell himself to not go through with a second murder.]

You know, I kinda expected you to be more gung-ho about telling me to not murder again. You really trust me to keep our promise this time, huh?

Yeah, I trust you. Were you going to murder again?

[ The only reason he didn't immediately slam his hands down on Chuuya's shoulder and make him repeat the promise is because he didn't think Chuuya would have taking this motive, and that's because he's not obviously riled up about it like Ayabe was last week. ]

Nah. It's tempting, but.

["The promise we made means more."

He can't say that, that's super-gay.]

...I just don't want to let you down, I guess.

[That isn't any less gay!]

[ Yeah, Chuuya. But that does make Ayabe dip his head, hearing that, because even if Chuuya doesn't say it means more, saying it like this means it meant something. ]

I know you won't. You learned your lesson after that punishment, right?

[ Not going to make Ayabe have to do that again? ]

Yeah, lesson learned. But you know, rewards for being good are better than punishments.

[Maybe he can get Ayabe to make him food. He...doesn't really want to go into the kitchen ever again.]

[ Ayabe had to investigate the kitchen??? I really wish he didn't, because the first thing he saw was blood and everything just went downhill from there. ]

What, every week you go without killing somebody, I reward you? That sounds backwards.

It doesn't have to be a big reward. Hell, even a smile would count at this point, I don't think I've ever seen you smile.

[He was also thinking every day, not every week, but that probably won't fly.]

I can give you a reward too for not murdering anyone. That way it's even.

I don't smile and I don't need a reward for not murdering anybody. That makes it feel like I would, normally...

[ He has not smiled in so long. I can't remember the last time... It was probably at Missile. He laughed at Jin Ling at one point? but I can't remember how long ago that was. ]

[aaaaaand he missed the point entirely. Again.]

I don't know what I expected.

The answer you should have given, by the way, was "Sure, Chuuya. If my beautiful face lights up your life that much, then I'll smile just for you."

Edited 2020-03-23 23:42 (UTC)

[ asdflkjh why would he ever say that in his LIFE ]

Wha- WHY? No! I'm not saying it! Not like that!

[ He is going to run away? Yeah. He is just going to turn around and not be here, wishing he could turn fully invisible and disappear instead of being red in the face. ]

[Well. That certainly is an interesting reaction. Chuuya suddenly isn't so disappointed in how this all has turned out.]

Wait, so I just gotta flirt with you to get a reaction out of you? Is that what it is?

[He's asking as he follows Ayabe, because hell yes he wants an answer to that.]

Is that this is? Is this flirting?

[ Imagine the butterfly meme
and then imagine Ayabe crushing the butterfly with his bare hands ]

You— like like me?

[ We're having this conversation AGAIN and he is mortified ]

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CW: dazai

the whole cw is just dazai...

it sure is

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