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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i, bc i have to

[unanswering]

[well he can only sort of see things, so he's going to have to lean in to try to get a good look at that portrait... and at first he's just. completely failing to notice who it is, actually, focused on the work itself.]

Oh, this is quite well-done... is it your work? He's lucky to have had this drawn by someone accomplished in--

[annnd there's the realization, fan snapping open to cover the lower half of his face as he pales and shrinks back.]

J-jin Ling?! His uncle will break both our legs if he gets engaged without his approval, his for doing it and mine for letting him-!

[so basically she's bullying 2 dudes for the price of one here.]

[commitaphobe]

[ There's so much to unpack here.

So much in fact, that she physically packs up the drawing in the way of rolling it up. ]

No, I've never really been an artist. But he is lucky. My partner, she was the one who drew it– is in pretty high demand these days.

[ More importantly: ]

Who said anything about getting engaged? I'm just looking to help the guy have some fun.

[unanswering]

I can understand why, even with this level of sight...

[He's making a mental note to properly compliment this mystery artist partner later, reminding himself to focus on the important part, which is:]

But young master Jin definitely can't do that! [He shakes his head a little excessively, honestly, clutching his fan like a lifeline.] He's an heir to one of the Great Sects, and besides that, he's probably learned from his uncle, he'd be completely hopeless--