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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Comments

[doctopoda]

[It's a good question. Otto would have considered it himself, early on, if he'd been in the right frame of mind. But he hadn't, and now it's been months without any sign of rejection, so he shakes his head.]

They weren't meant to be...permanent, like this. We hadn't tested for it. But if I were going to experience transplant rejection, for lack of a better term, it should have happened by now.

[selfreliar]

That's something, at least.

[If Pratibha was willing to give Otto a welder, maybe she wouldn't be stingy with immunosuppressants, either, if he needed them. Then again, maybe not. It's harder to imagine using those for murder than an oxy-acetylene torch.]

...It was an accident, then?

[doctopoda]

...it was, yes.

[He's never really had to describe it to anyone before. He'd refused to tell the young Peter, of course, and then everything happened so quickly. Otto...simply does not begin to describe it now.]

[selfreliar]

[Aqua tries to imagine adjusting to such a changed figure, it might as well be a different body, because of an unexpected accident.]

I'm sorry.

[It can't have been painless, either.]

You helped a lot, during... you know. [The "ritual."] But it must have been hard for you since then.

[doctopoda]

...well, I'm sure it's been hard for everyone.

[It has been for him. But why worry about him in particular?]

[selfreliar]

[Well, Aqua meant since the accident. Must've been rough, fusing with semi-sentient robot arms without pre-planning or intent, but they sure came in useful breaking up fights.]

I guess that's true.

[...]

I didn't mean to interrupt. I just... wanted to know if there's any way I can help.

[doctopoda]

[Oh, we don't need to talk about THAT!]

...I don't think so. [But he doesn't mean it as a brush-off. There just isn't much anyone else can do to help, even if they were another engineer. He's got hands to spare, and only one torch besides.] But you can...watch, if you're interested?

[selfreliar]

[He considers that. It's not not interesting.]

...Okay. If you don't mind the company.

[And if something goes horribly wrong, he can--well, probably not do anything, realistically speaking, but better to have an unequipped medic around than no medic at all! Maybe?]

[doctopoda]

[More medical attention than Otto really got for any of the other shit that's happened to him, probably...]

It's alright. I may just not be much of a conversationalist.

[He prefers to focus in! Though, this work is familiar enough to him that he can technically afford a little distraction.]

[selfreliar]

I'm not much of one, either. I just fake it when required.

[Which is Often.]

I'm comfortable with the quiet if you are.

[doctopoda]

Very well.

[He offers Aqua a nod, then gets back to his work. Despite the size and heft of the actuators, what he's doing is quite delicate work, carefully repairing each of the severed wires inside the arm and its half-detached claw. He's had to remove some of the metallic outer layer to access them; much more of their innards are visible now than typical.]