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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[cluedin]

[ t. The mime looks outraged and starts to run for the door, but the door close button works before he gets there. The elevator starts going up.

I didn't think y'all would do it. Um. Anyway. Round two? On the next floor, there is a man in a pigeon outfit and hundreds of birds waiting here. ]

[wakizashis]

[ GLAD WE MIMED OUT OF THAT SITUATION. ]

Paris has plenty of flower carts around the city.

[ he’s Helping. Anyways the door opens to the second floor and ... well... what if he just reaches for the door close again ]

[recrypt]

Flower carts? In this weather?

[ the poor things probably would all be drowned. and would any storefront even be open like this.

also are both hori and missile wingmanning for shima now. anyway she's just going to lean back against an elevator wall, live your best life y'all. am i talking about hori or the pigeon man. who knows. ]

[gitalong]

[ sadly, birds are too much of a temptation for Missile to ignore. his instincts kick in and he's on his paws, ear pricked forwards as he stares. birds....... ]

You can't give Miss 45 beaten up flowers, Shima! That's rude.

[ ... birds............ flappy flap... ]

... These people should really be carrying umbrellas.

[pornography]

Maybe some sort of stuff animal? Would you like that, 45-chan~?

[ he's raising an eyebrow at the pigeon man. ]

Should we keep going up? Because I wouldn't want to be cooped up here for too long.

[cluedin]

[ hori is a monster and the doors start to close, but Mr. Pigeon produces a whistle and blows into it. Hundreds of birds swoop, aiming straight for the small enclosed space of our compatriots, ready for attack! Do you a) hope the doors close in time before you are encased with birds or b) fight a man in dire need of a new hobby? ]

[wakizashis]

[ c) hori unleashes the dog ]

Missile.

[ and then, maybe gets ready for potential battle in a box. ]

We’ll have to worry about everything else later-!

[recrypt]

Of course it wouldn't be that easy...

[ wait are they seriously going to fight the birds in the elevator. pro: it'll keep them contained in a confined space and easy to hit. con: don't they already barely fit into it.

anyway, time to test out the emergency items? what does this sound? gun? do. can she go 'nah fam' to the birds? ]

[gitalong]

[ haha, ha, you're all so confident everyone's going to stay in the elevator. that's cute. because Missile is going to go wild when a few pigeons enter, and start barking up a storm! and then! he's going to chase them out of the elevator! he's going to herd them!!!

so, uh, unless someone grabs the dog, the Pomeranian is disembarking this floor to chase birds. ]

[pornography]

Seriously?!

[ taking his staff off from his back and just. holding it out??? he doesn't want to hurt a bird unless he has to?

they're not bugs, afterall. fuck bugs ]

Uh, birds! I got a perch for you?!

[cluedin]

[ Alright, so, Hori presses the door close button apparently, so, that's happening. Before any of the birds can slip in, however, 45 uses her sound amplifier-- and she probably should've waited to use it until they weren't all in a small enclosed space with each other, because rip all your eardrums. That's probably wildly distracting. It does manage to send all the birds flying in the other direction, some of them hitting Mr. Pigeon himself directly as he whistles in fright. Bowling for pigeons! Woohoo.

But then Missile slips out to fight birds. You know who wins between a hundred pigeons and one very small dog? Who knows, but the pigeons are currently disoriented from the sound gun. Still, they seem intent on swooping in to catch him...

A single pigeon lands on Shima's staff and coos right before the doors close. Missile is on the other side. ]

[wakizashis]

[ honestly, my money is on the dog winning against mr. pigeon himself but. tHEIR EARS-]

Ah-?!

[ honestly immediate flinch is how the door ends up pressed closed accidentally in the first place. OOPS. time to smash open to rescue missile first ]

[recrypt]

[ sucks for you all that you have normal human eardrums huh. so this is what RO635 feels like with her megaphone...

anyway wait does this mean we can effectively just. play babba really loudly at the final boss. excellent. not excellent is the fact that the dog is on the wrong side of the doors, because apparently they need a leash.

buttonsmash harder, Hori, there's nothing they can do from here other than leave the dog behind or open the door back up. ]

[gitalong]

[ the dog is also the one with the babba CD, so unless you get him back...

Missile's just running back and forth, barking at the pigeons. pigeon man, what pigeon man, all he sees are birds to chase. though if they start flying back towards their master, he's inevitably going to follow... ]

[pornography]

--Who let the dog out?

[ the single pigeon on shima's staff goes "coo. coo coo coo coo." ]

[cluedin]

[ Hori mashes the door open button just in time before it starts going up again! He is just in time to see half a dozen pigeons swoop in to grab Missile by his little backpack to lift him up in the air and attempt to fly away with him.

The gang is also in time to notice Mr Pigeon, who was previously in a noticeable droop, see the door open and scream out in surprise before taking his trusty whistle and sending the pigeons into attack formation once again.

Outside, the storm rages. Luckily you're all cozy inside! With pigeons. ]

[wakizashis]

[ missiles been pigeon-napped-! ]

Someone get Missile!

[ he knows 45 probably can but does shima even hear him right now....? WHATEVER. HE POINTS AT THAT DIRECTION SO THE GENERAL GIST IS GOT. He, however, charges for Mr. Pigeon instead, aiming for the arm holding onto the whistle. ]

It looks like the whistle is directing the birds........!!

[recrypt]

[ she just gives Hori a blank look. does she look like she can fly to you. it's up to Shima now, the tallest of them all. it's fine, he has a staff.

instead she's going to smash the bright red emergency stop button and nyoom out to join hori in going straight for the whistle, though: ]

Maybe if we can't get Missile back, we should learn from his example and have the pigeons carry us up to the top!

[ no ]

mods said I could so I'm doing it

[gitalong]

[ hm. you know, doggy accessories aren't the most structurally sound objects uh the world. the pigeons sure do pick Missile up by it! they also, as a result, tilt the backpack so all its contents can slide out into the floor.

Missile looks at the weirdo birdman, and sees the mysterious rectangle that hurts his ear.
Missile looks down and sees one of his three rectangular granola bars. Missile looks up and sees the weirdo blowing into the mysterious rectangle, causing his ear to hurt. ]

Stop that! It's too loud!!!

[ Missile reaches out, with his unquenchable doggy soul, and Swaps the noisy rectangle with a granola bar. ]

[pornography]

[ Renzou will remember that

but he's not going to comment on that, instead he's just going to leap out the elevator and swat at those birds before trying to take missile in his arms ]

I'd prefer to just take the elevator, thank you!

[cluedin]

[ Hori and 45 charge for Mr. Pigeon... and for a second, he seems confident, lifting the whistle up to his lips! Except then Missile uses his special ghost powers and. Now it is a granola bar. He is blowing into the packaging of a granola bar. He's offended. He does not seem to have much when it comes to defenses, either, choosing to attempt to run away and possibly grab the dog for himself.

Unfortunately for him, Shima's got an easy job swatting the confused looking birds and grabbing the dog to bring him to safety. The puppy also has the whistle. So there's just a guy in a stupid outfit trying to dodge two experienced fighters so he can kidnap a dog from a third one. Hm.

The elevator awaits them patiently, since 45 hit the emergency stop button. ]

[wakizashis]

[ hori just kind've.... comes to a halt, expression twisting at the sudden change in battle. it was already an odd one but..... he looks at 45 while the pigeon man runs. ]

Should we. Knock him out....?

[ do they even need to. should they just stroll back to the elevator with their prize(s) ]

[recrypt]

[ hori and 45 watching a man in a costume run like: why are you running. ]

Hm. He doesn't have much to him other than that toy of his, does he?

[ she'll grab missile's stuff, hori live your best life and either knock him out or leave him to the futility of his existence. ]

[gitalong]

[ okay, more seriously

Missile will placidly dangle in Shima's grasp, like he hadn't just been nearly bird-napped. it's fine? it's fine. ]

Does this mean the pigeons will leave us alone now?

[ he'll hold on to the whistle though. who knows, maybe they will need to be lifted somewhere. ]

[pornography]

We do have his whistle?

[ reaching with his other hand to take it from missile ]

Should we skip the next floor? I don't know what could be worse than a mime and a Pigeon Man.