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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[As the static begins to clear, a young woman's voice begins to speak.]

"I fell in love with a monster. A monster fell in love with me. Those were two separate incidents.

The monster I loved was hideous. Coarse, and rude, and unrefined... but they were kind, underneath it all. Vulnerable. I had no idea they were anything but a monster, that their entire household had been struck by a curse, all of them changed from it. They opened up to me and I fell. I kept it to myself. I was already the girl who went to the monstrous house, but the true monster was closer than I imagined.

The monster who fell in love with me lived nearby. It was dangerous in a different way, its true nature hidden from most who gazed upon it. This monster craved and wanted and consumed, and nothing ever seemed to sate it. It set its sights upon me one cold winter's night... I would not have survived had the one I called mine not shown up. That beast survived, but I escaped unscathed. Yet there was a price to pay…my love saved me, but at an unthinkable cost.

I couldn’t bear to stand by and let it happen. If a price was necessary, I would pay it. I stole the power from the being who had cursed my love. I stalked and preyed upon the beast that felled them, luring it into my trap and trading its life for my love’s. I would've spilled all the blood in the world to be able to tell them what I hadn't in life with no regret.

Some people simply deserve to live more than others, don't they? Haven't people died unfairly here as well? A little trade is all you need. Take someone else's life, and it will be given to the person you desire to see most again. With so many ripped away from you, surely one of them should be worth it."

Edited 2020-03-23 04:47 (UTC)

b. monday - the calling card

[HAPPY MONDAY EVERYONE!! the mansion has undergone a bit of. . . redecorating]

[there are now posters hanging in every common room of the mansion, each one decorated with a very particular design. most rooms have more than one poster even!! some of them have like ten posters!! someone was up all night in the drawing room doing arts and crafts]

[and each of the posters contains a simple, hand written message, which reads as follows:]

To the Oddity that revels in this cycle of bloodshed, misery and death:

You have trapped Master Blue within your walls and forced them to invite us here in order to satiate your thirst for violence. You have infected innocents with your power, turning them into monsters to goad them into murdering their own. These crimes cannot be forgiven, and justice demands that we stop you. And so, we have decided to save ourselves, those who have preceded us, and Master Blue themselves by stealing your heart and crushing it underneath our own power.

We hope you'll be ready for us when that time comes.

From,

The Phantom Thieves of Heart

[gasp. who could this mysterious phantom thief be???]

[Akira won't be found hanging up any of the posters, but if anyone wants to talk to him, you can reply to this comment looking for him or set up a PC! both are good!!]

a. duck pond

[ i can finally use these icons wow

but if you are walking by the duck pond, you'll see nothing out of the usual! just ducks, chilling? they're doing their duck thing.

there is also a kappa in the water with them. all things considered, he doesn't seem freaked out about this turn of events. he's also simply chilling. ]

b. garden

[ or the less kappa option, i guess.

but toi has a soccer ball with him again. he's still injured enough that he can't really run around and play, but he's practicing kicking the ball around.

he's pretty good, actually? maybe he kicks the ball over to you! or maybe he accidentally hits you in the face with it! it is harder to judge these things with one eye. ]

[Please find Jin Ling wandering around with a wide, glorious plume fanning out behind him from the bottom of his spine. He also has a good ol' ahoge, but it's a tuft of a crest instead of hair. His throat from his neck to his collar is rich, royal blue.]

Monday in the Closet
[He's in the closet, trying to fuss over this big-ass tailfeather which won't fit in or around his robes. He's just in the white undergarment pants and shirt for now, and he's trying his best to figure out how to fix the golden robes so they will let the tail stick out.

He suddenly makes this noise once or twice in frustration.]

Garden
[Apparently, it's fucking cold in the house, so he's outside in the garden. He's lying on the ground on as much of an incline as he can find, settled back in the bed of his tail with one leg hooked over the knee of the other.

He has a notebook on his lap, and he's doodling or writing in it. But if someone shadows him, he'll slowly drop it down enough to glare over the top.]

You're in my light.

Wildcard
[Hit me up for PCs or anything if you want them!]

i.
[ Sometimes!!! You just want to stop dealing with life and become a hobo in the woods. That's what we're doing this week. Ayabe dragging blankets and sticks and ropes and other such things to construct himself a little tent in the forest. It's easy to mistake these things floating across the grounds on their own, the semi-transparent form of a boy carrying them hard to see in the harsh sunlight.

He is finally burning his week 0 candles for warmth. The first one to get lit is Love Potion. ]

wc.
[ Ayabe is... a ghost... because that's what he always feels like inside, dead and unseen. I'm starting a new job this week so I'll be slower and will mostly do PCs? probably? Ayabe's chilling this week and so am I ]

drawing room-

[well, first of all, watch where you step? there are a few tiny, scattered droplets of some translucent jelly-looking stuff on the ground.

there is also nie huaisang, sitting somewhere and doing his best to paint-- and it's quickly obvious that he's, uh, not having the best time with this. he's still shaped like himself, but he's made up of the same semi-opaque jellylike substance, olive marbled with streaks of gold. if you try, you can kinda see through the parts of him not covered by clothes! the fabric is getting a little damp, maybe.

the biggest problem he's having is that instead of holding the brush with his fingers, it's just kind of halfway stuck into his hand? the paper he's trying to use is stuck to his other forearm. huaisang tries to pull the brush out of his hand, but it just kind of gets stuck fully inside and absorbed right into his hand, and he.... gives up, slumping bonelessly onto the table, facefirst.]

This is hopeless....!

[hashtag slime life.]

anywhere else-

[he's doing his best to avoid touching things. or people. just avoiding people in general, really? he's too proud of his appearance for this shit! he's gross! he absolutely hates it, thank you.

so he's pretty preoccupied if anyone happens to stumble across him. he turns a corner and nearly runs right into someone he didn't see there, with a startled little yelp--

and he just kind of. collapses. he is literally just a puddle now.

this Sucks.]

1

[Luckily someone else drew fanart so you can get the idea. He's got claws on his fingies and birb feet too though, so be careful!

The first hour or two is him just trying to figure out how to control his wings and fit through doorways and stuff. Laugh at him, help him, your choice.]

2

[Alternatively, you can find him outside on top of the shed, perched on his hands and feet with his wings spread out behind him. He's looking over the backyard, surveying, trying to decide what to do.

And then he launches himself off the shed, flapping his wings furiously to try and fly. It doesn't actually work, and he's less like a bird and more like a fat chicken trying to get down from a perch. So when he crashes into the ground, he's left cursing up a storm.

Feel free to catch him either before or after he jumps.]

3

[ALSO YEAH. THAT MOTIVE.

HM.

He did promise not to murder anymore, but upon hearing that story he. Looks very conflicted. And possibly like he's contemplating murder for a second time in as many weeks.]

(Fanart comes from this twitter.)

[ oh my god ayabe...

maybe it's a good thing that ken is sporting dog ears and a tail this week because he's going to be an obnoxious thorn in his side. something something dogs are loyal to a fault. either way, ken isn't here to drag him back to the room (yet) but he is here standing in front of the tent questioning if this is honestly what he wants. ]

Ayabe...are you really going to start sleep outside?

[ hands over his nose because fuck this awful doggie smell. ]

[OH NO GHOST HOBO

Chuuya is in the backyard trying to figure out how to fly (poorly), so he's going to see the levitating objects and come to investigate.]

Oi, who's setting up shop out here?

[Don't mind his new wings and pointy bits, Chuuya is trying to live his best tengu life.]

[ hm.

kappa. kappa and duck.

ken was here to play and feed the ducks (and maybe bark at them but he's not there yet), expect there's a kappa and he can't help but wag his tail??? because this is...strangely exciting??? not that his face shows it because it's just unreadable as ever. ]

[Chuuya has been outside for other reasons, but he's eventually going to notice that one of the ducks is less of a duck. Hm.

Time to go over and crouch down near the edge of the pond.]

Toi?

Outdoors
[ Well, it seems as the house has gained a door guardian because Horikawa certainly is sitting near the mansion, sitting perfectly in seiza. he seems to be meditating but he’s also absolutely covered in fluffy curls so honestly, he might just be napping instead? only one way to find out ]

Salon
[ sometime later in the days you’ll hear cursing coming from the salon as hori and his now normal sized but clawed hands fighting with the absolutely massive amount of fluffy hair and tail he’s got now. how does kanesan deal with this every day, geez!!! he’s going to try hacking it all off if no one stops him ]

Etc
[ he’s a Komainu, a foo dog if you will, searching for his other half all week. catch him wandering around the mansion looking like he’s lost something precious and just fucking wreck him for being a sadsack ]

Maybe.

[ He wants to get out of the house, that's what he wants. It's spring now? There's no bears in the woods? He won't die sleeping outside. ]

...Does it smell weird?

[ He gestures at the candle, which isn't lit yet but it's there. ]

[ Sometimes you just need to be a ghost hobo. Chuuya's immediately not allowed inside this tent that hasn't been set up yet, unless he can figure out his wings. ]

It's Aya—

[ ... ]

Reito.

[No, this is gonna be good.

He stands out of the way and waits while Chuuya prepares the nerve and the technique to try to fly up off the shed. It's as good as he expects it to be when Chuuya goes up only to come right back down. Not able to help it, he slaps a hand over his mouth with a pffft and starts cackling.

This might be the first time he's laughed since being here maybe.]

[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?

i. astronomy tower

[ after the past couple of weeks, it might be better to avoid this stupid cursed tower we keep bringing death to, but. no. ash is here. he's sprawled out in a pile of pillows and blankets, just staring up at the sky with the frown. it almost looks peaceful, if y'know.he didn't look quite as ticked off as he did

after a moment, he slaps a hand down on his head, specifically on the top of his head, and growls -- and it's a real growl, deep and throaty sounding. apparently, he has little rounded ears poking out of the top of his head, and they keep twitching?

his hair also looks a lot fluffier than usual, and his nails are oddly pointed -- almost claw like? wild. ]

ii. infinity closet

[ there are just so many pants scattered around. so many. ash has just been throwing them around everywhere, with increasing annoyance. you're probably going to walk in on him shredding a hole into the back of a pair of jeans because he sure does have a tail now. it's sticking out over the top of his waistband, in a way that definitely looks uncomfortable.

...

please help him, he's terrible at making a tail hole. ]

all week; anywhere

[Galo is your basic bargin bin furry - he has blue wolf ears, a blue fluffy tail and fangy teeth. As the week goes on, he'll develop furry paws. He's also still extremely injured! His broken leg has been patched up the best possible, and he's been bandaged up significantly, but he's still obviously bruised all over and he's getting around on crutches. He should probably be staying in bed, but he's too bored!

Find him trying to get down stairs on crutches, wincing as he goes, or else forgetting he can't put weight on his foot and getting up too fast.]

all week; lio's room

[Otherwise, if you aren't finding Galo out and about, you can come visit him in Lio's room - the door is open. He's been sent back to bed for opening some stitches or hurting himself being too active, and he's desperate for visitors.]

Come in! I was just doing a project.

[He's coloring.]

all week; galo + lio

[Honestly, they're just being gross. Everywhere you go, it's PDA. Find them cuddling while playing games in the game room, feeding each other bites of food in the kitchen, obviously just finishing kissing as you walk into a room. If you want to talk to both of them at once, that's very easy to do.

You let us both live and now you have to live with this.]

[ oh there's ken........ he has a tail

toi lifts up a hand and waves. ]

It won't make a difference if you stay out here verses the room.

[ his ears droop with ayabe's answer despite his expression remaining not as crestfallen. ]

And everything smells weird, if I'm going to be honest. It's like I can smell everything except way worse. [ he'll try to remove his hand from his nose but...ugh. ] I wonder how Missile deals with it.

[ it's probably because he is an actual dog and all of this the normal for him. ]

Yeah?

[ he is going to move a little closer to the edge. he's followed by a duck. ]

[ tail and doggie ears.

...and the way he's wagging his tail and ears are perked are showing signs that he's waiting for something. maybe if toi did more than vibe. though, he is going to wave back?? for starters?? ]

[ that certainly is a big pile of fluff sitting near the pond. it's tail might be waving? hard to tell since it's bigger than hori himself but, look. cats gotta cat right? he's eying the ducks in fascination right now ]

[ like any dog(?), ken has been sniffing about and trying to figure out who is who and maybe trying not to deal with the fact that everything smells so much and sometimes he just wants to bark at things.

which is to say that as soon as jin ling makes the bird(?) cry in frustration, ken will automatically growl and bark back in response and continue to until he slaps his hands over his mouth. ]

O, oh! I'm sorry.

[The barking startles him badly enough that a) he drops his robes, and b) the peacock tail shoots up wide and open, like... an attempt to make himself appear bigger and more intimidating.

Jin Ling looks frazzled.]

What are you barking at?! It's me!

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