bluesclues | WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

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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[anya is just trying to find some dough that she left overnight to proof, and now she's opening the fridge and. she's so concerned. so deeply concerned.]

Растение? Plant? Are you cold?

[she is talking to the plant and is trying to pull it out of the fridge, what the fuck]

No sun there...! Who put you....

[please come get your goddamn chilled plant, subete]

[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.

[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]

[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.

[this poor plant... anya will just move to stand next to him, looking at the plant worriedly]

Mm... not out of my way - if you are hungry, I would like to help, Subete.

[she'll offer him a little smile at that before tilting her head]

You left the plant here...? С уважением? It is your pet?

[It's a pot of cute blue petunias. They're looking a little wrinkly and dejected but it doesn't look like there's been any significant damage yet? Subete gives the petals a very light pet and shakes his head.]

I was just at the conservatory looking at the more interesting plants -- I guess I wanted to take a closer look and got too into it, next thing I knew I was in the kitchen. I come here sometimes to look for snacks, rather than a full meal...

[He's going to look for a mister or something? If that's not around he might just grab a glass of water to sprinkle a little on the flowers. Maybe that will help the wrinkles????]

I must have gotten distracted again, because I forgot this here. Haha...

Really, though, I was just looking for something packaged to take with me. I don't want to start leaving dirty plates where I can't find them...

[Was he really this absent-minded.]

[they are rather lovely flowers, honestly. anya will look between him and the flowers for a moment, watching him give them a little bit of water before humming softly]

You are... Неправильно? Getting lost?

It started today?

[He freezes for a moment, rather comically over the flowers with a gghhrk sort of expression, and then Anya gets the sheepish variety of that expression as he settles back with a big ol' sigh. Looks like she hit the nail on the head.

He runs a hand through his hair; it looks more ruffled than usual today probably for that reason.]

I mean... this is a completely new place, but I'd like to think that I'm pretty good at navigating really big places with a lot of features that all look the same...? [seriously, his own home is pretty much just hell maze: rich assholes edition] I've gotten lost a couple of times, but nothing like today. It's like... I can't even get the layout to stick in my head, you know?

[Seriously, just the biggest sighs today.]

It's not the end of the world, but...

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