MINGLE | WEEK ONE

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MINGLE LOG | WEEK 1
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Greetings, house guests. You must be a little more familiar with how things work around here now. There is no escape.

One thing does seem to have changed: characters can now freely investigate the now unlocked Crypt.

On Sunday, nothing much at all happens. Better take the time to rest, recuperate, and decide your next steps. Maybe you have people you want to talk to after that … shit show? Now’s the time: unload those feelings.

Alternatively, with the pantry open with plenty of food available, why not wander into the kitchen for a snack and a chat with whoever is there?

(Don't forget to check out the post-trial afterparty!)

Come Monday, everyone will make up to a most unpleasant surprise: their motive for the week.

Unfortunately for those characters with questions about the motive, Pratibha is nowhere to be found afterwards. Additionally, all the profile entries for Leona, Phoenix, and Yoojin have changed. It’s a fairly clear indicator that they are dead. Enjoy this useful information!

On Tuesday, there are two noticeable changes. The first is that there is a new puzzle. The second thing? Pratibha’s presence. She's finally back. Why was she missing on Sunday and Monday? Why does she seem so … out of it? She’s all curled up in the laundry room this time, intermittently snoozing in the little nook off to one side.

On Wednesday, Pratibha is gone again. And so, unfortunately, is one of your own. What happened? Who is it? All subsequent headers, including Wednesday's, will be frozen until a Wednesday event can take place. We will announce to the playerbase once Wednesday's thread is live for you to investigate!

Thursday brings a very specific change: after 9 PM, no one get into, or out of, your rooms. Plan wisely. You may get stuck in the halls, which might be fine … except we know what happened last Thursday night.

Thursday also brings with it another new puzzle.

Friday is investigation time The investigation post will go live at 3 PM EST, 5/9.

Saturday is the day of your “first” real ritual. You may find the ritual post here at 12 PM EST, 5/10.

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday

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SUNDAY

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BACKDATED MEMORIAL SHENNANIGANS

[eldritchwaifu]

[ At some point on Sunday, Zoe spent some time wandering the halls, journal under her arm. At times she would pause, press her tentacle against a blank wall, then shake her head and move on.

She eventually gets the crazy idea to go to the dining room, take down all the picture frames from the wall, and open up three of them to replace the pictures inside with drawings of her own.

She hangs her art on the now empty wall. The likenesses of Yoojin, Pheonix and Leona now watch over the dining table. She takes a step back to admire her handiwork with a bittersweet smile. ]

Well... That's as good of a memorial as any, huh?

[ She'll have to take stock of the remaining picture frames later on. This group will probably need them... ]

Dining Room

[nothingbadeverhappensto]

[ Leon has, admittedly, not been the friendliest with Zoe since their arrival. He hasn't been actively hostile or even mean, necessarily, but even in their passing interactions during the trial it was pretty clear that her whole... thing makes him uneasy. He looks at her and he can't help but think about what was going on with the villagers and cultists back in Valdelobos, exploding into tentacles at the slightest provocation.

It's not fair to her, he's aware, and he doesn't feel great about it. So when he passes by the dining room and sees her doing something to the paintings in there, he makes himself stop instead of hurrying by. ]

... Oh. Did you draw these? [ He gestures to the new portraits. Yoojin. Phoenix. Leona. All immediately recognizable. ]

Re: Dining Room

[eldritchwaifu]

[ She's friendly, at least! She greets him with a friendly smile and a wave. ]

Yeah. I thought it would be a good idea to put something up so we can at least... Kinda respect the dead?

[nothingbadeverhappensto]

[ Stepping more fully into the room, Leon examines the portraits in silence for a moment before responding. ]

...Yeah. Not like we can do proper funerals here, like this. [ He sighs, then looks over at Zoe. ] This is... really nice of you. Stuff like this is important.

Dining Room

[mind_chess]

[ Lingering in front of the drawings. ]

They, ah... they're quite skillfully executed.

Re: Dining Room

[eldritchwaifu]

You think so?

[ Beaming smile~ ]

Thanks! It's the best I could do with what I had.

Dining Room

[disreputabeel]

It's nice of you to include Leona there.

[His smile is as genuine as his smiles usually get.]

You're quite the artist. Have you been drawing everyone so far?

[eldritchwaifu]

Well, duh. Couldn't NOT include him, especially after realizing how it went down.

[ It boiled down to magic ability going horribly wrong, after all. Hard to stay mad after knowing the full story. ]

Thanks for the idea! Maybe if I could find some better paper I could do one big group picture...

Dining Room

[ratmanreed]

[It’s very obvious what she’s doing, but Gavin still asks:]

What the hell are you doing?

[Admittedly he’s thinking about how someone might draw him and plaster his likeness up on the walls if he were to die — which isn’t going to happen. Obviously.

Still unsettling. These people don’t know him — barely knew most of the people who’ve died, right? — so it just feels weird.]

[eldritchwaifu]

[ And then there's this jerk. Way to be a buzzkill, Gavin. ]

Putting up a memorial to the people who died in here, obviously! You got a problem with that?

[ratmanreed]

[It makes sense. It really does. Even Gavin can admit that — in his head.]

You really want a bunch of pictures of dead people up on the walls? People you barely knew?

dining room

[windmilled]

Ah, so this is what you were working on last night.

[In your studious little corner, that is.]

[eldritchwaifu]

Yep! Sure was!

[ Good use for a corner. ]

What do you think?

Dining Room

[catsgothistongue]

Didn't take you for the artsy type.

[Ranma's standing close by, gaze fixed to the memorial like he's at an art exhibit. Some may find the idea of eating in a room while drawings of the recently deceased stare at the unsettling and kill their appetite, but Ranma gets the idea behind it. This was the best thing they got to a memorial. Let's hope they can try not adding to it.]

[eldritchwaifu]

Oh, I'm totally the artsy type!

[ She cheekily smiles at him. ] Mostly fanart and fanfic... Ya know, stuff based on the fiction I'm into?

[plangona]

You did these drawings? [octavia looks a bit surprised but it's a nice gesture in a way of remembering those who were just recently died ]

[eldritchwaifu]

Yep! [ Smiles! ] Thought it would make for a decent send-off.

Dining room

[screamsalot]

[The idea is a lovely one. Lovely and respectful, and had Garry not just come out of a nightmare involving paintings coming to life, he would have said so.

As it is, however, he stops and just stares for a long moment, chewing on his lip. He doesn't even realizing that Zoe is speaking at first, but when he does, the shudder that runs through him is visible.]

... y-yes. They're... excellent renditions.

[The image of a girl with blonde hair springs unbidden to his mind as he says this...]

[eldritchwaifu]

[ Oh hey! It's that cute guy who always seemed jumpy around everything. Not that she blames him in a place like this, but that shudder is cause for concern. ]

... Garry, right? Are you doing okay?

[doctopoda]

[This morning, Otto's in the greenhouse, sitting at a worktable. He's perched sideways in his chair; he can't really fit in chairs with backs anymore, at least not if he sits properly. It's minor. It's such a minor consequence, and yet...it bothers him, being faced with that every time he so much as tries to sit down.

One of his upper tentacles is laid out on the table, one spectating while the other two watch his back. Evidently he's managed to find a welding torch somewhere, because we are fixing Moe!]

- be alright. His dexterity may be off until I can do a better job, but we'll live. Maybe. Oh, calm down -

[He's muttering. Definitely not meant to be overheard!]

[selfreliar]

[It's not the muttering that gets Aqua's attention so much as the fucking welding torch.]

Wh... where did you get that.

[The house just let him have? A welding torch? Can they fire-blast their way out through the wall like they're speedrunning The Shawshank Redemption?]

[doctopoda]

Pratibha.

[He doesn't turn, but one of the lower tentacles seems to be focused on Aqua now!]

I doubt we can just get anything we want, but I was tired of walking around with a broken actuator.

[screamsalot]

[... don't mind Garry stopping to stare for a moment to try to figure out what's going on, because between the one tentacle on the table apparently undergoing some sort of surgery equivalent (is that what it would be considering they're attached? Or is it really just welding? Garry has no clue) and the other tentacles seemingly keeping watch, this sure is an entire spectacle here.]

Um... who are you talking to?

[doctopoda]

[Otto doesn't startle, though the tentacles watching his back both open their claws wider, as if focusing on Gerry.]

Oh - it's nothing.

[He doesn't sell it very well.]