WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

[cluedin]

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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[getdrekt]

[WELL. HERE THEY ARE.........

at the sound of the throat clearing, Asch freezes, and grabs the last thing his hands happened to touch—a sealed plastic container full of baby octopi, ready to be fried up and devoured wow yum!!!]

Yeah. Finished.

[He moves out of the fridge, back, and away, still clutching his prize.

He leans against the wall with an air of collect and cool, examining (or at least, pretending to) the box. No blind dudes here.

He doesn't know what he has in his hand, but it's probably something he can eat????]

[miscakes]

Thank you.

[ASCH... Akechi will grab whatever he needs from the refrigerator, which turns out to be... a drink? But once he's done, he closes the fridge's door and turns to just. Stare at Asch. Questioningly.

What you gonna do with that, buddy?]

[getdrekt]

[Stand here with it

apparently.]

Hmph.

[you're WELCOME!!!

...

...

the staring though.]

What?

[miscakes]

A— Ahaha, forgive me.

[Caught. Drats.]

I was only thinking... I'm in the mood for takoyaki today.

[getdrekt]

What?

[He reacts to the suggestion with utter disgust.

UM???????

but it's gone in a moment, back to his standard bitch of a face.]

...Do what you want. But leave me out of it.

[miscakes]

... Hm? Are you not a fan of fried foods?

[itp google said takoyaki is technically fried so shhhhhhhhh (google is maybe wrong)]

[getdrekt]

What? No.

[...]

I... I prefer not to eat... cephalopods.

[..............]

I've heard they're very smart.

[miscakes]

... But the box you're holding...

[TRAILING OFF, DUBIOUSLY...]

[getdrekt]

What about it?

[...

oh.

oh no.

in one swift motion, he opens the fridge

and slams the octopi back in.

EUGH]

Just checking if there were any that were still alive.

[miscakes]

[Well, then.]

I don't mean to pry, but... Could it be that you're blind?

[getdrekt]

Tch.

[Translation: maybe, maybe not, maybe go fuck yourself]

I'm doing fine.

[miscakes]

... I see. Well, if you ever decide you're not doing fine, let me know. I don't mind lending a hand.

[getdrekt]

Right.

[YEAH right]

Tell me when you find a sword.