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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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[He stays close to the panel, just in case there's any other sound before they make their choice. Glancing over to Phoenix, though... Moments before disaster strikes...]
Do you feel anything, Phoenix-san?
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[ ken is watching akira curiously when he touches himself. he might not fully remember what's going on but he does know that's weird? of course this is all before they realize that phoenix has made a terrible mistake putting his hand through the other panel.
though, water sounds pretty alright to him to start off with. ]
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Something bit my hand off- oh, it's still there.
[ it's fine.... probably. ]
Probably not that one. Hang on, let me try the other one.
[ then he sticks the same hand through the other panel. look he's very distracted ]
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The water continues to run, gently and inviting. Phoenix himself may even feel drawn to it. His poor ghost-hand looks like there are bite marks in it, too, which is bad. But he'll be able to stick his hand through the other panel and...the water feels nice? It's a nice bath-water temperature and Phoenix himself will begin to feel revitalized. He can probably feel some wood and some rocks, too. When he pulls his hand out though, the ghost-bite marks have disappeared.
Wow.]
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After Phoenix sticks his hand through the other panel:]
... Well?
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but. ]
Did you find something?
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We should open this one. Much better.
[ shows off his healed ghosthand too ]
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But the waters are steamy and the paths are pretty narrow. They'll have to cross the room itself to get to the door and despite not being outdoors, there's a rustle in the bamboo thickets to the side.
Hm.]
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[since Nick opened the door, he will wait until dad enters the room before following, adjusting Rise's glasses on his features as he stares at that rustling bamboo thicket]
Ah--
Stay on guard.
[ALSO AKECHI JUST MENTION HE DIDN'T PASS OUT THE RIVERSTONES AND HE WILL, GOSH]
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Akechi's hand reaches for his gun again, head snapping towards the bamboo thicket when it begins to rustle.]
Stay on guard, but don't stop moving. [Voice pitched low, so only their group can hear.] We run the risk of overheating the longer we stay in this room.
[He likes a nice, long, warm bath as much as anyone else — but not while dressed and in danger of getting attacked? Let's keep heading for the door, y'all.]
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What did you put into your bag earlier, Akira-san?
[ no sneak :T
but also continuing to head towards the door and maybe bringing koro's face forward so he isn't being smacked in the face by bamboo because that's the last thing his good dog best friend deserves. ]
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Overheating? It's barely warm. [ is it.... ken is the only good child. phoenix opens his mouth to say something -- but he's quickly distracted by the rustling. ]
One second. I'll check it out.
[ gonna head towards the rustling bamboo but keep his distance.... the badger backpack will scare if it's a monster, probably. also he's got weapons ]
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Niiiice and easy through the bamboo they go, but as they continue they'll find that a bit more of their memory seems to fade. It's gradual and may not even be right away. But they will slowly lose memories from the last week and going backwards from there as they go ahead.
Phoenix is venturing toward the bamboo itself, but as they draw closer the rustling comes to a stop as a young woman appears. She doesn't seem to spot them immediately though, and in fact seems to be frowning? Hm.]
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Nick.
[he hisses that name, sharp and almost scolding, because he recognizes that face! and while he may not remember why they're here, or what kind of danger they're in specifically. . . he recalls the nature of the house, the sense of urgency that they're here for a reason]
We have to go.
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[Stop that!! Unlike Akira, though, he doesn't recognize the young woman. His main objection is the fact that, even if he can't remember why the fuck they're here, splitting up seems... ill-advised.
Similarly to Akira, though... The memory loss is so gradual that he doesn't even realize it's happening, so caught up in in his concern for Phoenix. The only noticeable difference as his memories of the past week start to blur is in the way he carries himself. The tension and urgency he displayed when they headed in fades away. And though his expression and tone have been pretty severe until now, he slowly begins to relax, like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. His tone is lighter than it has been all day when he speaks up again.]
That girl... She's not like Kujikawa-san. We can all see her, can't we?
[That, hm. Is that a bad thing, or a good thing? It's hard to tell when he can't remember what their goal is.]
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[ honestly, who knew that losing one's memories of the past week(s) could be seen as a blessing instead of a curse in certain aspects as ken also seems to be less tense and quiet overall. maybe even a little less sullen. wow, isn't that an improvement. either way seeing that akira is yelling for phoenix as is akechi, ken will direct his full attention to the girl(?) now.
they've been following...something? for...a reason? hm. either way: ]
You're Maya...or, are you really her?
[ now is "maya" a friend or is she a foe because the house sucks? the next few tags we will know. ]
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[ he sees maya and freezes wholesale. ]
What are you--
[ akira's voice draws him away though, as does akechi's. that's right... they have to leave. he's not sure why, but he believes them, for some reason. he steps back -- retreats to the group. ]
Are you sure we have to leave right now?
[ shouldn't maya come with? she's probably not safe here. ]
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[Maya doesn't sound very stressed, but it's loud and ahead of them in another portion of the bamboo they'll hear another girl's laugh, the rustling more frantic as if someone's running away. Maya doesn't...recognize any of these people, so she gives them a curious and friendly wave before she runs ahead!]
"We're gonna be late! We have to go find Nick!"
[The water around them gently sways, but the girl gives them a clear path to follow.
Oddly, Akira's glasses aren't giving off anything weird when he looks at Maya. Hm.]
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[that voice?]
[is not Nick's]
[. . . why did he call this stranger in an orange T-shirt Nick???]
[??????]
[Akira-with-Yosuke's-face give Phoenix-Percy an odd look. also he has forgotten the purpose of the glasses, so he like. . . isn't. commenting on that. oops]
Y-- yeah. We have to head towards that. . . door? We don't have time to get distracted.
[??? HE THINKS]
Who are you?
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[That did not come out as smoothly as intended. He chooses that moment to glance at Akira, and stumbles over his words in confusion.]
... You're not... Akira? [Hm? Never mind. He shakes his head.] My apologies. It feels like we're all a bit confused at the moment, doesn't it? Regardless, we oughtn't stay in this room any longer. We are fully clothed, and the steam is sure to get to our heads at this rate.
[He glances over at Ken, the only bitch he fully recognizes right now.]
Shall we continue, Amada-kun? Our two companions, as well. Splitting up feels... ill-advised.
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honestly why are they here?? he'll take a look around and try to see if anything jogs his memory but... ]
Yeah, that sounds fine to me. [ slow blinks as he looks down to what his hands are resting on and. hm. ] ...why am I...wearing Koromaru's head?
[ is koro going to bark back at him? it's probably going to bark back at him. ]
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[ he's not hot, and he's confused. ]
I'm right here. I'm Nick. What happened to Pearl's? What are we doing here?
[ he seems like he wants to follow maya regardless... oh, but, maybe they can't recognize him because his spikes aren't visible? So he reaches over to take the beanie off... but it's not there. he's wearing some kind of shirt, for some reason? so he takes that off ]
[ grandmama, it's me, anastasia]
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Still wearing the jersey though so nice Nick.
The steam around them rises, and the water bubbles around their legs the further they go. They can't seem to turn back either as the bamboo begins to close around them.]
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What? Of course I'm Akira-- who the hell else would I. . .
[but he trails off as Phoenix removes the T-shirt and turns back to his usual self. it's then that he notices his own hands-- hands that are definitely not his own-- that he uses to pat down his chest and arms and face to take in the unfamiliar shift in his features]
[. . .]
[he scowls. his brain is foggy, his memory hazy, he doesn't know what's going on here but he knows that they need to--]
[they need to. . .]
[. . .]
[he reaches up to touch his chest one last time]
This is so-- we need to stop getting distracted and go!
[so]
[with that, Akira swings his backpack around to reach inside and pull out. . . A CHAINSAW]
[that he starts to rev up]
[yes hi hello this is not concerning at all]
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why did y'all let me write this 1/2
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