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

[voidbreaker]

[ pfffff ]

It’s not like a doll can eat it. Maybe we need to describe it? [ he turns the packaging around a bit. ] From the pic on the front it looks like it’s light blue, and —

The heck is sea salt flavour? Who eats sea salt ice cream?

[gitalong]

It's... salty...?

[ what the heck, that doesn't sound tasty at all. ]

Maybe it's supposed to be healthy.

[voidbreaker]

Isn't salt supposed to be bad for you too?

[ What'll happen if he takes it out of the wrapper -- at this point he's already just waving a wholeass ice cream bar under a doll's nose, so he might as well really commit to his stupidity. ]

[gitalong]

I dunno. Don't human foods have a lot of salt on them?

[ ... ]

Is that why I always need to drink lots of water after Miss Kamila feeds me peanut butter?!

[ i hope the doll comes to life terminator style and snatches the ice cream from Ash's hand ]

[voidbreaker]

That's why it's bad to add even more of it.

...

Probably? It's kinda salty, isn't it?

[ what doll they're talking about SALT. xionwhomst. ]

[gitalong]

[ doll what doll ]

That's terrible! I have to drink so much water, so fast, it gets into my fur and splashes everywhere! That means it's the peanut butter's fault that I make a mess afterwards!

[ take responsibility, Missile ]

[voidbreaker]

[ yeah what doll. rip xion, forgotten.


as usual. ]

Nah, that sounds like a you issue, Lil' Guy.

[gitalong]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[ is it possible for a lamp dog to sound prissy and deliberately obtuse? well, he does ]

[voidbreaker]

[ he's gonna risk burning his hand on hot metal lamp head parts to give missle a pet on the lil' headsie. there there. ]

[gitalong]

[ asjdkfl it was a Friday effect, becks, no hand burning here anymore!

the lamp definitely does not squeakily lean into the consolation pats. ]

[voidbreaker]

[ he still? has a light bulb in there? it's gonna be hot, twwav :( ]

Messy peanut butter eater or not, you're a good dog.

[gitalong]

[ no, the lamp is cooled by ectoplasma ]

Thank you! I try to be. And Ash is a good friend!

[voidbreaker]

[ of course it is. :pensive: ]

Hm. [ can he feel it if he ruffles the lamphead? ] S'bit of a broad statement.

[gitalong]

Huh? It is? But you are a good friend!

[ no comprendo the emotional constipation ]