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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You can always cook for yourself if you're that distraught. I hear it's therapeutic.

Too much effort.

Guess you're starving then. At least until the house pets cook you your regularly scheduled dinner.

House pets? Kind of a mean thing to say, don't you think?

[ he shrugs ]

Take as an insult if that’s how you want to. [ it’s just a general fact for the moment — they have animal features and take care of the house. ]

Hm... you must come from a very different sort of universe, then.

Don’t most of us?

You think so?

No one here comes from where I’m from, if that’s an acceptable baseline for my opinions. [ a liiiiiittle bit of snark at the end there. ]

Maybe, but you can probably still find a lot of similarities between worlds.

Big connoisseur of Orbal Tech then are you?

Well, it depends. What is it?

If the worlds were all that similar, you'd have an idea.

Not necessarily. People can call a similar concept by different names, after all.

And technology, at least, tends to progress similarly. If nothing else, humans usually have the same general needs and desires, and what they invent responds to that.

I'm not explaining septium veins and sepith masses to you. Or orbments. It'd take too long.

[ A shrug. ]

They use them for everyday crap, and arts when you're in battle. They're used in everything.

Well, I don't really pay attention to how things work... but even if it's not the exact same thing, the idea of "something" revolutionizing technology and being used in everything? Sure sounds like that could probably apply to a lot of societies.

Doesn't make the worlds the same, in execution. Societal advancement isn't surprising though. Most people want to improve their situation.

Pretty sure that's what I just said!

But you know, the fact that "humans" exist in all these worlds is kind of amazing in itself.

[though perhaps it's not something a human can fully grasp.]