WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

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WEEK ZERO

OCCUPANCY: 36

For those of you counting along, you'll find that it's been three days since you've arrived at Master Blue's mansion. On this lovely Monday morning, the weak winter sun shines in through the spotless windows. The curtains in the ballroom have been drawn closed and cannot be moved away from the back wall during the daylight hours. The scent of a hot and delicious breakfast wafts from the direction of the dining hall at 7am, and small creaks and groans in the house urge you to awaken.

Perhaps you're a late riser though. No matter! There's still plenty of food you can make for yourself and ways for you to amuse yourself. Though the decor's been taken down, leftover Valentine's candy remains abundant, and a chilly breeze drifts through the halls. Best of all, all damage inflicted on the house has been repaired. In addition, a new placard has been mounted in the entryway.

As you carry on with your day in the mansion and explore the rooms provided, you may come to find that starting today it will appear as though you've all lost the use of one of your senses. Your vision may have grown dim, or maybe you really can't smell the enticing treats in the dining hall after all. How unfortunate.

Then again, something doesn't seem quite right. Walking through the halls, nothing seems terribly out of place. However, turning the corner or entering a room you will find someone who looks a little too much like yourself behaving in a fairly inappropriate manner. You would never read something so lewd. Who would ever think that you would wear something so pink? These mannerisms may seem innocent to others, but you can't help but disapprove.

Too bad no one else can see them.

Come Monday at noon, you will also find a new surprise. The wooden box with your name on it can now be opened, and a rustling crackle of static can be heard from overhead. Try as you might, you won't be able to find the speakers but this message will play loud and clear for all.

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[voidbreaker]

[ Yeah, that'll come with time. For the moment though...

Ash shifts, tightening his grip on the edge of the desk and hoisting it up with just a little strain in his arms and jaw. He's trying to listen out for a rattle or something but... eh..............???

Ehhhhhhh. ]

[hamaoned]

[ the face that ayabe makes says it all for ken, though it makes him frown deeply. his annoyance is momentarily replaced by frustration over how he was able to taste it and not him.

but then that's replaced by the way that ayabe claims he has a cold??? ]

A cold?

[ ????? ]

I feel fine.

[allfornone]

[The poor plant is definitely cold to the touch!! It's probably more proofed than her proofed dough, which hopefully doesn't taste of accidental salad now. It looks like it's been in the fridge for a little while, somehow...?

But as luck would have it, Subete comes wandering into the kitchen at that moment; he doesn't appear to be doing anything in particular, but -- he somehow still looks very startled to find himself here. And then kind of pleased? But mostly startled, like the plant would probably look if plants had faces.]

Oh! I was just thinking I was starting to get kind of hungry, I don't know what I would've done if I hadn't ended up here -- or is it because I ended up here that I'm hungry -- never mind. [a little wave] Hello, Anastasia-san.

[Honestly pretty sure they never got around to introducing themselves properly so F.]

You look almost as confused as me.

[kazokun]

[ I can't believe he lost the battle for his room ]

Right, right, we'll find them. But after you get something warm to drink and a nap.

[hamaoned]

[ inb4 ken socks akira just once. maybe. ]

You didn't?

[ he'll side step and let akira come closer to the table. ]

They hit you just because?

[ ken doesn't like that idea very much given how things have been between them so far. ]

[kazokun]

[ Ehh--

Nothing. Ayabe can't hear anything. ]

[voidbreaker]

Lounging.

[ He's just enjoying not having the living embodiment of "no fun" in a trench coat swooping in like "no ash, you can't drink because my conscience doesn't know what a good time is" and ruining his day. ]

Yeah. Might be about to lose my shit if we aren't allowed out of these four walls soon, but other than that? Peachy.

[hamaoned]

That's not good.

[ her reaction makes ken really worried. clearly they're both seeing how she's pinching herself when nothing is registering. hopefully she doesn't try to pinch any harder either. a bruised forehead is gonna be enough for the poor girl. ]

You should be careful. [ as if that isn't obvious enough as it is. ] You might really hurt yourself.

[voidbreaker]

[ Realisation: ]

Paper wouldn't rattle even if it was in the drawers, would it?

[constellates]

[IS THIS GUY OKAY - anya is just going to look up when someone else is there, even as she tries to take the plant and put it on the counter and away from the fridge]

Oh - call me 'Anya' please. [first name basis and nicknames are more than okay with her] If you are hungry, I will cook but...

[she gestures to the plant]

Вот? Do you know why plant is here? Why are you confused...

[what is going oN]

[kazokun]

The beginnings of a cold is like that. This isn't good for you anymore, so I'm throwing it out and I'll make you something else for breakfast. What do you want to eat?

[ Goodbye soppy pancakes, you're going into the bin ]

[kazokun]

...It would shift around, and you'd be able to hear that if you listen closely.

[ The sound of sliding paper is pretty distinguishable, he thinks. Even if it were weighed down by something, tipping the desk this far would move the paperweight and they'd here that. ]

[constellates]

[there's a moment where worry crosses her features, where she's thinking very deeply on the implications of this and how much more careful she'll have to be. her senses aren't completely gone just yet - but they've dulled considerably.]

Ah - Спасибо... Thank you for your care.

I will try not to get in trouble. Sorry to worry you.

[voidbreaker]

[ Ugggh. ]

I still think busting the drawer open's the better idea.

[goldpeony]

[look, sometimes there are adults who scare you with stuff]

I don't need a nap. [For a moment, he looks wildly around, eyes squinted, and then he focuses on... like the blob that is Ayabe.] I need my eyesight back!

Where did those girls from the other day go?! I bet they had something to do with this...

[hamaoned]

[ he'll want to cheer her up, he didn't mean to make her apologetic about her situation. worried is fair though. ]

It's okay, it's nothing that you have to apologize for. You didn't ask for this.

[ he should be apologizing...which he did. ]

I'm Ken Amada, by the way.

[shortforever]

I don't like anything.

[He picks up his spoon and gets a big bite of his cereal. CRONCH

...and he chews thoughtfully for a moment before ultimately frowning down at his bowl. What's wrong with this cereal?]

[hamaoned]

[ WOW???

So much of this is happening without any kind of input from ken and it's getting to him real fast. he's definitely not wanting to make it into a scene because there's been enough fighting but... ]

Hey. [ he will be a bit snappish. ] You didn't have to throw it out.

[ even if no one should be eating it. ]

But I guess congee.

[ because that's food for sick people ://// ]

[survivaltricks]

You like something. Everybody likes something.

[raises a brow]

You poured half-and-half into the bowl, by the way.

[akira???]

[madburnout]

[sir i do not want to arouse you]

When the Burnish fall unconscious, we simply set them on fire. [um!] That is normally enough to help.

[shortforever]

No? Because I'm human, why would I be mad about being called one?

[Ayabe secretly hit very close to a sensitive topic for Chuuya, and he's trying to keep his cool so Ayabe doesn't realize it. Actual results may vary.]

[allfornone]

[Are any of us really okay at any point in this game, the real question--

That being said, Subete is about halfway through responding to Anya by rote when he spots the plant and his eyes light up.]

Right, Anya-san, the nickname on your profile... I don't have a nickname, but please call me Subete-- Ah! I was wondering where I left that. Or if it was still here? I don't know why, but this is the place I end up the most often. You know when you--

[He'll cut himself off after a moment and then laugh a bit sheepishly. He will come over to examine the poor frosty plant, though. It's probably got nice flowers, a good little chonker.]

You know when you come to the kitchen, you automatically open the fridge to look for food? Kind of like that. It's not really that I'm that hungry, so you don't have to go out of your way.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . KEN. . .]

If they mixed up our taste buds, then wouldn't food taste like something else instead of being completely bland?

[no ken ink is not food]

[survivaltricks]

[blinks a few times, surprised by that compliment]

[and then he huffs]

Oh. Thanks.

Yours suit you, too.

[survivaltricks]

[he does not have a fever]

[. . .]

[Akira just gently lifts a hand to swat at Ayabe's]