WEEK SIX: MINGLE

[cluedin]

WEEK SIX

OCCUPANCY: . . .

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...

...a silence lays over the house.

For anyone who ventures into the ballroom, a new change may become apparent. Should you choose to look at the plaques, those of the dead have gone blank. The images that were once there have been covered, though the information is still there.

Additionally, the house rules have been removed.

Odd, isn't it? Where are those strange effects you've grown accustom to over the last several weeks in this house? Your body is as it should be (except for those of you who have lost limbs...you know who you are...), your mind is sound and stable, and there are no strange urges or instincts arising within you.

The mansion is in prime condition. All of the rooms (except for Master Blue's and the servants' quarters) are unlocked, and nothing seems out of place. Perhaps you'll have a chance to relax this morning?

Well, it was nice while it lasted anyway. 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

[oathic]

Well, it's almost over. Then they can get a vacation, hopefully.

[slobjection]

I think we all need one at this point...

[oathic]

I don't get one...

[slobjection]

No? Why not?

[oathic]

It's straight back to work for me.

[he's a god, he gets to deal with fun stuff like this for eternity]

[slobjection]

Huh... well, I can put in a good word for you with your boss.. if you have one.

[oathic]

They're not the listening type. 'Sides, even if they told me to stop, it's not the kind of thing I should be taking a break from, you know?

[slobjection]

.... I guess.

What's a god's preferred snack? Maybe I could send you some.

[oathic]

I like anything... [as phoenix should know.] But dried persimmons are always a safe choice.

[slobjection]

[ its true he has witnessed the power of agni's stomach firsthand... ]

I'll see if I can get my hands on some.

[ what the fuck is a persimmon, he doesn't eat fruit ]

[oathic]

Thanks!

[slobjection]

[ cant believe agni thinks phoenix is going to poison his persimmons. poisimmons. ]

[oathic]

[he'd still eat them because poison doesn't work on him anyway]

[slobjection]

[ listen... phoenix is not mad. he is not going to send agni poison, he is saying nice things sincerely ]