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

[kazokun]

[ He's going to hop on the bus like in his execution memory ]

No? I bet I'll win. I had a pudding cup yesterday.

[ The calcium will give him strong bones, may he never break another bone in his life now that he'll be out of my hands ]

[disreguarded]

[ bold of you to assume she can't run faster than a bus ]

I've had one every day I've been here, Reito, you're outmatched.

[kazokun]

Pudding won't help your muscles.

[ If she's had bacon every day she's been here, then he's fucked ]

[disreguarded]

[ she'd flick him if he was corporeal. ]

Thanks, mom. [ nyehhh ] Just be glad it'll be a hug and not a noogie. I considered that.

[kazokun]

[ Nobody can do anything to him, because he's a ghost. Nice. ]

If you try to noogie me, I'll kick your ass.

[ He can do it. In very very limited circumstance, but he can. Maybe. ]

[disreguarded]

[ pffFFFFFT. ]

You will? Really? I'd like to see that. [ 8D ] I wouldn't go easy on you just because you're a baby.

[kazokun]

Not a baby.

[ He is 17, thanks! He is still less baby than most of the adults here. ]

And you really don't believe I can win, huh?

[disreguarded]

Definitely a baby, [ beau you're like 24 shut up ] and yes. I don't believe you can win. You haven't ever actually fought me before. Not for real.

[ she's a level eleven d&d monk she's pretty sure she'd win ]

[kazokun]

I'm pretty sure I bruised your shins that one week.

[ When he freaked out outside the blood room ]

[disreguarded]

You did. Thanks for adding to my bruises. It's amazing that nobody tried to vote for me based on how beat up I got, man.

[kazokun]

You're always covered in bruises- a little more wouldn't have been anything suspicious.