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bluesclues2020-02-16 08:37 pm
cluedin) wrote in bluesclues2020-02-16 08:37 pm
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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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There'll be little clinks as he looks between the piano and Ayabe and absently sorts and fidgets with all of his liberated dining utensils......]
It doesn't really take that much effort to make an announcement, does it? Though they've been pretty clever about disguising whatever technology they're using to go with all this classical decor. It's kind of nostalgic...
[Is it. Is this what the aesthetic of the elite is like or is it just him.]
I have no idea what they'd be promoting, but I was starting to think something along those lines, too. This really is the set up for a current reality show or game show. That would explain all the costumes, too.
[Says the guy marked as a robot pilot but whatever, he still dresses like a normal person so there.]
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[ His eyes keep getting drawn back to those eating utensils. At least stick them in your pocket? Don't accidentally drop them and scratch the piano, pianos must be kept pristine. ]
It must be a reality show. Something senseless with no rules or plotline.
[ It makes more and more sense when he thinks about it. People like this sort of stuff, watching people run around in confusion, beating people up and destroying their surroundings. It's stupid entertainment but entertainment nonetheless. ]
It's a violation of privacy. Kidnapping, forgery, these things--
[ He raps his knuckles against the profile in front of his- his own fairly sparse one. ]
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[Like, seriously, that may be a rich person thing in fiction but they live in the real world, OK?? That being said, he's at least dexterous enough not to drop the utensils even if he still does seem a little at a loss about them -- they're just going to be there still, idly, but he'll do his best not to be too disruptive with them.
He just seems a little more jittery than he has been, but given the newest developments and just all of the developments since their arrival maybe that's understandable.
Surely it can't escalate much more. Surely.]
I think even most reality shows have rules and plotlines -- I want to think that we'll learn more from Master Blue or when the... surprise that Plum-san keeps referring to is up. But maybe that's optimistic of me. [a bit of a sigh; this might be more like a game show, but even game shows...] But the lack of consent forms and everything is a problem.
[He tilts his head towards Ayabe's profile as though to say, go on. Ayabe is free to complain if he wants, since they're going down that road already.]
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But he still stands by what he said earlier: if everybody were allowed to leave safely, he wouldn't press the kidnapping and lack of consent forms and everything. ]
If that's the case, the best thing to do is stay calm and wait. Lower the viewer ratings. [ Don't give them the satisfaction of producing a good reality tv show /:
Anyways, he points at the utensils, because they're bothering him. ]
Can I take those off your hands? What are you doing with them?
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The lack of fanfare, the lack of the master of the house, the secretiveness of the servants and the minor nature of the holiday compared to the guest list. The ominous knowledge of exactly what's on his own profile.
The knowledge of exactly how he came to be here; or rather how he could not have come to be here.]
... Mm, you're probably right -- that's one of our strategies. Especially if they don't do anything else to boost ratings.
[Should he have cursed them like that. Probably not. Too late. Subete laughs quietly when the utensils are pointed out.]
To tell you the truth, I was just going to check how many I had on me, and whether the utensils changed when the house was deep cleaned, but then... I couldn't find the dining room again.
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Huh? Are you having trouble seeing, like some of the others?
[ It didn't seem to be the case to him, considering all the blind groping around he's seen the visually challenged do, but Subete's always been calm enough to roll with the punches as far as Ayabe has seen. ]
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Eh? Oh, um, nothing that bad, really.
I can see perfectly clearly, it just... doesn't stick? Landmarks, and places, and where the staircases are and all of the signs and -- that's what it feels like, anyway? It's hard to describe.
[Which is probably why he's being so haphazard about everything. He is not actually a superhuman who can get around and also kung fu fight with his eyes closed??]
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Would having a map help any? Or somebody to guide you?
[ Honestly, people should just partner up and cover their bases. It's week zero and already the buddy system sounds like a viable idea. ]
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[Semi-serious, semi-not, because what kind of absurd life is just suddenly not being able to read a very specific subset of things. Would he be able to read a map? No, because this entire sensory loss situation is a shitpost. It's a minor unease but ah, well.]
But I think having somebody to guide around the people who suddenly can't see or other more serious things would probably be more important. I think I can make do, it'll just take longer to get anything done. I've started carrying snacks, too... just in case.
[So at least he will not somehow starve if he can't find the kitchen or the dining room for a week. He is definitely joking, though. Probably.]
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Ideally, people will just stay in their rooms until this passes. It must be shock or something.
[ It'll wear off and people will come back to their senses and things will make sense again. It's always easier to believe that, than the doomsday scenario. ]
I hope you're not too stubborn to ask for help you needed, though. There are others here who would rather cling to the walls than ask for help.
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It's safer to stay in your room in general, that's practical, but given the personalities here I'm guessing that's going to be easier said than done. And, um. I don't think I've seen my room in a while... [RIP] I was going to check on my roommate earlier, because I'm pretty sure I heard him screaming, but then I ended up somewhere else...
[Double RIP. Is he ever going to see his own room again, the jury is out. He's with Ayabe on this one, though -- this absurd state of affairs has to be an episodic wacky manga chapter or something.]
Aha, I've seen people fall over things and run into things and we're all going to need all the help we can get. I'm not too proud to ask for directions, I promise.
[The real problem is actually just finding people who give directions. And then following directions........ may be a crapshoot. But he's trying.]
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I'll find you and bring you to the dining area during mealtimes. I'll return you to your room at 8PM, and come get you at 6AM for breakfast. You should be fine overnight as long as you stay in your room and your roommate is there to look after you, right?
[ We're going to bypass directions entirely and go straight for leading Subete around by the wrist. ]
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The state of Nie Huaisang remains a mystery, though.]
Huh? Hey... there's no way I could ask you to do all of that just for getting a little turned around in the same house. It's not like I could get lost forever-- [probably] --so you really don't need to go to that much effort, Ayabe-san. Besides, I'm sure you have your own roommates to be looking after.
[...]
But since you're here, I... wouldn't mind a little help getting to the dining room? I gave up after a few tries.
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[ Ken, at least, has broken taste buds now so Ayabe looking after him would be making sure he's still eating despite not being able to taste anything. That can be accomplished by bringing him food instead of dragging him to meals- Ken would resent that anyways. Dazai needs to toplevel so I know what's going on with him but presumably!!! he's still okay feeding himself too. ]
I'll be eating too, so it's just a minute or two out of the day to find you and walk together. I wouldn't mind it.
[ He tilts his head towards the dining room and starts off that way, looking over at Subete to see how bad it really is, if he can follow Ayabe alright and follow-the-leader is still intact as long as he doesn't have to decide which way to go himself, or if he's a lost cause and immediately walks into a wall or something. ]
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[But it's not really a protest, per se; it's not like he's not used to being escorted places, just not for such ridiculous reasons. Sometimes you really have to balk at this being the state of your life; it does make him kind of think that he might want to check in more seriously on his own roommate, though. Who knows what that guy's gotten up to by now...
He's quiet for a moment of self-reflection.]
But you're... really pretty good at looking out for people, huh? That's the student council and dorm management for you... [he says it lightly and halfway to himself; he's following right after his companion and seems to be focusing very hard on staying on his tail, so this might just work] It's funny, you know, I haven't taken a meal with anybody in a while. This really isn't where I thought I'd start.
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I was brought onto the student council against my will, and I'm only the dorm manager because it's the student council member's responsibility. It has nothing to do with looking out for people.
[ HE SAYS AND THINKS SO ANYWAYS but in reality he was made dorm manager because of his predilection to looking out for people, yeah. ]
Meals aren't provided in the dorms, so I'm used to eating alone as well. More recently I ate with- [ ... ??? what does he even call her. not a friend, but. something. ] Someone. It's not a bad experience.
[ Eating meals together can be new and exciting to both of them. ]
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Haha. Then perhaps I should say the student council has a good eye?
[He pauses and ruffles a hand through his hair. It's hard to read his expression, but it's still some shade of amused for all that.]
... My ex-partner and I used to eat at the cafeteria where I lived. [yeah, there was a whole-ass cafeteria just to supply the place] I guess she wasn't the type that liked eating with people, though. But I'm okay with meeting up for mealtimes if you are.
[Truly the strange new life of having someone to sit with in the cafeteria!!!]
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Yeah. Let's eat together.
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And it looks like they're going to make it safely to the dining room, so rejoice, the place is probably getting some of its cutlery back for once! Amazing. Not that it won't lose even more things later on because this week is Subete disaster week but anyway.]