WEEK FIVE: MINGLE

[cluedin]

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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Comments

[kazokun]

.................On second thought, do not touch anything. Take a nap. I'll be back in twenty minutes.

[ He does not want a, wags hand, tent that's liable to collapse at the slightest breeze when he does actually mean to be staying in there. ]

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

[you know what]

[he was up all night making calling card posters. yeah. he's napping]

Allllrighty, then. Wake me up when you need me.

[time to hobble towards the warmest sunbeam to sleep like a true cat]

[kazokun]

[ Akira stayed up all night being extra... he deserves a good nap. So that's why, when Ayabe returns fifteen minutes later, he puts a thin blanket over Akira and sets a stuffed animal of a dog next to his head and does not wake him up, because he doesn't need need Akira to try and decipher this camping manual he ended up finding. It talks about pitching tents from normal tarp, and suggests using a tree as the base to make the tent stay up easier... Time to wander through the woods and get lost for half an hour only to return to this exact same spot in the end. ]

[survivaltricks]

[oh my god. Ayabe. please don't get eaten by a grue while you're out and lost in the woods]

[Akira finally stirs from his nap when Ayabe returns to the campsite for the second time, the tip of his tail twitching and his ears perking forward, seeking out the sound of feet crunching against the underbrush]

Nnngh. . . Ayabe. . .?

[he sounds so groggy]

[kazokun]

Good afternoon, sleepyhead.

[ He also wants a nap. I want a nap. But unfortunately he is back and so nobody gets rest. ]

I found a place that might work well, but I need to get a rope up on a high branch. Can you help?

[survivaltricks]

Uh-- sure.

[wait]

How long have I been asleep? You didn't wake me up when you got back. . .

[kazokun]

Half an hour. You looked exhausted, Akira. Why would I wake you up?

[ Just because Akira asked him to? Nah. ]