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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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[He's just curious, and tired of trying to look at books while squinting.]
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[She... heard enough of that to get the basic idea of what he just said. Mm.]
I'm sorry if that was distracting. Um...
[Her touch lingers against the book covers, obviously a little embarrassed.]
I-it wasn't anything horribly important. [Uh-huh.] There's, um... just a handbook I was looking for...
I-I don't think luck's really been on my side, though.
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[Totally oblivious to her embarrassment.]
I already found some good stuff. Behold!
[Pulling out of his pocket a picture ripped out of a book - it's a Japanese woodblock print depicting a fireman and his matoi.]
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Um...
Why were you... Are you taking pages out of the books? This is someone else's property...
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[Sulking a little to be called out.]
Besides, I'm the one who appreciates this most. Nobody else in this dusty old library knows as much about matoi!
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[Galo???? THIS SHOULD BE COMMON SENSE...????? :( :( ]
And if you really wanted other people to appreciate it, shouldn't you just... leave it where it is and just... um... suggest people read about it?
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Why read about it when I can tell them about it? As soon as I find some tape, I'm putting this up on my door. So everyone will be able to see it.