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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Comments

[allfornone]

[The joom is under 24/7 lock and key so that the jurse doesn't leak out and jestroy the integrity of yet another game?? This is very important?? And yet... and yet... all it takes is a little bit of musical sensory play and all of a sudden security goes out the window, bounces off the barrier and rolls off into the sunset.

Speaking of rolling, Subete is absolutely on a roll when he gets in here, at least still mostly confident that he's in his own space (all the rooms look the same, OK, and they haven't had much time to personalize yet) and so he's already settled himself on one of the beds with a book and a notepad when--]

Eh? Mammon-san? I don't think I've seen him this morning, but I don't think I made it to his usual haunts... He's usually in the dining room, isn't he?

Speaking of which, you're... Brilith Ruin-san? It's good of you to visit.

[infire]

[ i have some regrets ]

He does seem to like it there. Maybe I should have checked there before coming back.

[ that said… she suddenly startles, cheeks turning pink with embarrassment. ]

Oh! Did I get the wrong room? I thought for sure this was ours.

[allfornone]

[So will both of them in a little bit, probably. Currently:]

Well, it looks like the, ah, deep cleaning restored a lot of the house -- it's kind of amazing, really -- and we never seem to run out of anything in the dining room. So if you can't find him, that's a pretty good bet. He doesn't seem to have gotten tired of betting, or running after shiny things.

[Sorry Mammon but that's still his shorthand for literally everything he's seen you do. F. Subete blinks and then holds up his hands placatingly!! Which she probably can't see!!]

Ah? I... really thought this was our room, but it's possible that I'm wrong, too! I've been wrong about a lot of things today...