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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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2 sniffers
invades Asch's space
and sticks his nose in whatever Asch is sniffing. is it yummy??? ]
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Rgh! Get out of here, dog!
I don't need you getting under my feet every time I'm in here!
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I'm not in here every time you're in here. Even I don't need to eat that much!
[ he sure is in here a lot though ]
Are you trying to figure out of the food has gone funny?
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No!
I'm... looking for something!
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You are? What is it? Maybe I can help you find it!
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[he pulls it out. The Jar. Yes. this is definitely what he wanted to find.]
I found it.
[now....... go away.]
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Um, really? Are you sure? That looks like something Miss Lynne forgot about at the back in the cold box...
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It's... my favorite jar.
[...]
You can go.
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... Um, okay. If you say so. I'll go.
So do you like collecting jars-?
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[UGH]
It just... this one has what I want in it.
[He opens it up.
Sniffs it
what the fuck is this
closes it.]
Yum.
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[ the smell from the jar... sure was interesting. ]
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[UGH BUT WHAT IS THIS JAR
...]
Here. I'll give it to you as a... a gesture of goodwill!
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[ he's practicing "self preservation", aren't you proud Asch? ]
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[he
just
puts it back.
...]
Well. I'm done looking.
Go back to your... wherever.
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[ since he's a collector of them and all, now ]