MINGLE | WEEK TWO

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MINGLE LOG | WEEK 2
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Greetings, house guests. Surely you're getting into the swing of things, by now? Though, a friendly reminder: there is no escape.


Sunday is, once again, a quiet and likely somber day. At least, until there's one hopefully welcome surprise: belongings from back home that you may have missed will be delivered to your rooms today, if you did not come in with them. (Note: these should be the personal items from your applications, if your characters don't already have them on hand. The dead's personal items WILL NOT be appearing.)

Iris, Shauna, and anyone else in the house who might be considered a mother will also find a red carnation in a small vase by their bedsides. Enjoy these small creature comforts. You have earned them.

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

Come Monday, everyone will once again wake up to a most unpleasant surprise: their motive for the week. This one is more immediately apparent than the last; the house's hunger has not been sated.

Pratibha is, once again, nowhere to be found, but this time, she's absent every day this week. What's up with that? (Should you feel strongly about this, you may attempt to find her.)

Bucking tradition, this week's first puzzle also arrives on Monday; it unlocks, of all things, a huge wardrobe full of fancy clothes. What could all this be for?

On Tuesday, the second puzzle appears; and it unlocks, this time, a grand ballroom.

On Wednesday, it will become clear what this week's locations are for. Because the ballroom doors open by themselves at 6 PM sharp, and reveal:

A ball. Splendid and scintillating, this gracefully lit space is warmed by the sound of distant music that has no apparent source. There are tables for food and drink, and more tables besides at which to sit. The star, however, is the dance floor; are you feeling brave enough to step out there? More importantly: with whom as your partner?

The windows display only endless green forest before night falls. Twilight and rising darkness paint the ballroom in shadows and shades of gold. All of it is enchanting and lovely to behold. The ballroom even sports numerous little nooks for ... privacy.

Remember, above all, rule 5: Get to know each other. Become friends. Become more. Who cares. Just do it.

Thursday brings calm after the busy storm of the ball. Rest, recuperate, and reflect; you all know what tomorrow brings.

Friday is investigation time once again. The investigation post will go live at 3 PM EST, 5/16.

Saturday is the day of your second real ritual. You may find the ritual post here at 12 PM EST, 5/17.

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday

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Comments

[bouchere]

[ Shauna manages a tiny smile that doesn't reach her eyes. ]

Awesome, we can be assholes together.

[nothingbadeverhappensto]

It's a deal. [ says Leon, resolutely. He hasn't talked to Shauna much if at all yet, but given how she acts at the rituals he did not get the impression she was gonna respond to the sensitive, touchy-feely approach well anyway. At least not from him. ]

So. Guess I'll just be honest - you've seemed like you're taking all of this pretty well from the word go, and given how most people I've known responded to their first time witnessing horrific bullshit, I'm going to assume this wasn't your first.

[ He folds his arms over is chest, looking concerned. ]

Am I right about that?

[bouchere]

[ Shauna looks distinctly uncomfortable at that hint of concern. No one here needs her life story; not when they're all in the middle of some horrific bullshit, too. But she shrugs in as much of an affirmative manner as is possible. ]

My soccer team's plane crashed. Most of us survived the initial crash, but no one came to rescue us. It went about the way you'd imagine.

[nothingbadeverhappensto]

Got it. [ He nods, solemnly. It explains a lot. ] Just trying to get a sense of how well people are doing under the pressure, and how many of us sort of know what to expect.

[ He deliberately does not point out that sometimes people like to crack on their second or third go-round, and that's a big part of what he's concerned about here. It's fine. He'll just keep an eye on Shauna with this in mind from now on. ]

I know I agreed to be a dick about this, but to drop kayfabe for a second - for what it's worth? I'm sorry that happened. And I'm sorry this is happening.

[bouchere]

[ Shauna can handle herself. This is honestly easier in a lot of ways. She barely knows these people, and her only real job is to stay alive. She's good at staying alive. ]

Sorry doesn't fix anything, but thanks.

[ She means it, as much as she can. She doesn't want anyone looking at her with pity, but it doesn't entirely suck to have her pain acknowledged. ]

What about you? I get the impression you've seen some shit.

[nothingbadeverhappensto]

It doesn't, [ Leon admits. ] And my job back home is trying to make sure awful situations don't get worse.

[ Ideally, at least. ]

You remember those viruses and parasites Luis and I talked about? The ones that can turn people into monsters. A lot of what I do is investigate potential outbreaks and try to keep them contained.