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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Comments

[unanswering]

If you wouldn't mind terribly... I don't think I'll be able to get it myself.

[he's at very high 'falling down the dang stairs' risk, and also walking into things. eating might also be hard, but he'll face that struggle when the time comes.]

[survivaltricks]

Of course I don't mind.

[he offered!!]

Stay right there; I'll be back.

[and with that, Akira vanishes]

[BUT THEN REAPPEARS FIVE MINUTES LATER WITH SOME WATER!! he is at least mindful enough to step into the room and like. . . try to put the water directly into Huaisang's hand]

Here you go. It's just tap water, but it's something.

[unanswering]

[well, water is water, he assumes, and if this is a poisoning attempt then that's just how his life is right now. it may as well happen! he's already gone blind! if anyone wanted to kill him it wouldn't be hard, anyway.

so huaisang takes it carefully, both hands wrapping around it as he lifts it to his mouth to take a gulp from it. as long as he's careful, it's fine.]

Thank you, young master, er.... [oh, awkward.] Forgive me for asking, but I don't know who you are, only that you've been very helpful.

[SOMEBODY didn't read profiles, not that he could match a name to a blob of a face anyway.]