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

[oathic]

What? Brilith wouldn't invite anyone for drinks! ... If she does, invite me too so I can join.

[drinking! with brilith!]

But I'm saying that for your own sake. Doesn't Missile have a ton of energy? Wouldn't it be rough dealing with that if you're hungover?

[mammoney]

No, loser. We're not going to invite you.

[He just shrugs.]

You're sayin' that like Missile is my responsibility. He isn't. I'd just be having a good time at wherever the drinks are served.

[oathic]

Why not!?

[ ): ]

He might not be your responsibility, but he might see you as his responsibility, y'know?

[mammoney]

Because you'll just drag down the vibe, man. You're the person no one wants to invite because it makes things more awkward.

[He's already making a mental note to himself to invite Brilith out for drinks.]

Why would I be his responsibility? I can do whatever the hell I want.

[oathic]

Well, good luck with that...

[a pause.]

By the way, you agreed to teach Brilith, right? Thanks.

[mammoney]

Hm?

[He grins at that.]

You're thankin' me? Eh, how could I refuse. It's an honor for her to learn from a guy like me!

[please shut him up]

[oathic]

[mammon...]

Oh yeah? How good are you? Your profile... doesn't really talk about anything besides money.

[mammoney]

I'm the second ruler of the Devildom and the second most powerful demon there! Believe me, there's a lot more to me than that plaque.

[He is actually right.......surprisingly.]

[oathic]

Woooow. [he looks appropriately awed.] Who's the most powerful? Your brother?

[mammoney]

Yep, that would be Lucifer. He's the oldest out of all my siblings.

[oathic]

Think you could still beat him in a fight maybe?

[mammoney]

Ehhhh? Maybe on a bad day?

[He looks a little unsure about that. Very unsure.]