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

[soba]

Hold on.

[ he digs through the bag, and pulls out a spray bottle?? and just takes off the nozzle and dumps all the water on top of her ]

[madburnout]

[UGH.]

[now look what theyve done. just made a wet cat.]

Fine. Then we will try the Burnish way.

[soba]

Yeah, go ahead.

[ he's going to meanwhile look through this bag in case the burnish way fails ]

1/2

[madburnout]

[yea okay

leaning over the extremely life-like, slightly burnt, slightly damp doll of this furry



then administering CPR? By gently holding her face and blowing into her mouth.]

[madburnout]

[except that also shocks him]

What the hell--!

[soba]

[ he had picked up the clipboard, and turned the page and-- oh, look there's more information here

he looks up just in time to see lio kissing the cat and getting shocked ]

Oi...

[madburnout]

This is-- idiotic. Tch!

[Trying to shake off being electrocuted in the face?]

[soba]

[ he just

silently hands over the extra information ]

[madburnout]

[looking at it




stop assuming lio can read]

. . . Validation.

[Looking at the catra doll. looking at toi? Looking at the catra doll. Validate her.]

[soba]

[ toi has never validated anyone in his life ]

... you burn well.

[madburnout]

[Lio nods emphatically! Because he's a dumbass and thinks that's actually a great validation. You burn well! It's just the sort of shit he would say, but like, not sarcastically. Crossing his arms, preparing for a shonen speech.]

A purpose for a new life. Very well. Take the gift of a second-- tenth chance, learn from the mistakes of the past, burn harder. I believe you can overcome. Choices you have made before are gone, burnt away to ash.

Care for the lives around you, learn to rely on others, allow them to rely on you. Do not waste this.

[please lio its just a kitty cat doll dont put all your personal trauma on it]

[soba]

[ toi is helpful. he nods his head. ]

Yeah.

[ he helped! ]

[madburnout]

. . . Yeah.

[Wow.]

[soba]

[ ... ]

So... can we go...?