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bluesclues2020-03-29 10:11 pm
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WEEK SIX: MINGLE
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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We had to check your whole body for the investigation. I mean, I didn't have to. But the others did, a-and when they turned you over, your stomach just . . .
[ It was gross. Ayabe was gross! ]
I wasn't the one who did it!
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My stomach what? What happened?
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Whatever was left . . . fell out.
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...You guys didn't... put it back in, did you?
[ Just stuffed the dirt covered guts back inside his abdominal cavity? ]
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Are you serious? Put it back in? Just looking at you was probably enough as it was!
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Don't say it like that! [ like his body was disgusting, even though it absolutely was ]
Whose fault is it that I looked like that?
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Right! My apologies! But it wasn't a pretty sight, I'm sure!
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Ugh, never mind! I'll be taking the body back once I'm done being a ghost, so as long as it's salvageable.
[ Give him his organs back, Puppy, he needs those. ]
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What if it isn't? What then?
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Then I'm going to need another body to possess.
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Nooooo! Anything but that! I'm not giving you my body!
Say that you possess it—what then? Where's my soul gonna go? Where am I gonna end up, huh? I need a body, too!
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Hah? Like I can do that. And who says I'm charming?
[ They are fundamentally WRONG ]
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No one! Just listen to you—no wonder nobody says it! Not even the girl who followed you around and you beat up said anything like that!
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Of course she wouldn't say that. Why the hell would she? She's more interested in me making lunch for her than anything else.