WEEK FIVE: MINGLE

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Good morning, esteemed guests. You had quite an eventful weekend, didn't you? Let's see how you're able to move on now...

As you awaken on Monday, you’ll find that things are just as they were the night before. The kitchen will serve piping hot breakfast during the morning hours, the pool’s been stocked with fresh towels and the gardens are open for anyone who wishes to spend some time among nature. However, should you explore a bit, you’ll find that a few new changes have been made to the hotel itself.

Your room service menus are still on your desks if you wish to browse before leaving for the day.

The front door no longer spins endlessly, for one thing. Should you make an attempt to exit the hotel, you will find yourself entering a new location. Some of you may even find this place familiar. However, you will find that upon entering the location, the area to the north is fixed to one place.

In addition, should you enter the elevator you will find a new button appears, proudly reading 05. Pushing this button will take you to a new floor where you will also find a few new areas to peruse. Explore to your heart’s content, get to know more of the hotel, and take your time in learning more about each other.

After everything last week, you may feel like it's time to put all of your feelings back inside and bury them away. You were...affectionate? How embarrassing for you. Perhaps that's something you'd like to forget. Conveniently for you...that may happen to you this week. Throughout the week, guests will find that they will experience small instances of "loss" occurring to them. You may find yourself losing certain memories, certain skills, or even certain senses. Don't worry, they will always come back after a while! But it seems that these instances come and go without warning. Hopefully you can prepare yourself for that.

Finally, for those of you with a spare ticket in your pocket, feel free to visit the Starlight Gift Shop, stocked with new items for this week.

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WEEK 5

MONDAY

CEMETERY
► The soil on Sheila's grave appears lightly disturbed.
► Fresh white chrysanthemums have been left on all of the graves. Carnations have been left at Rupert's grave. Calla lilies have been left at Kaeya's. White roses have been left at Flayn's
► Origami flowers of varying shapes and sizes have been left at all graves.
► A s'more has been left at Rupert's headstone.
► Beautiful watercolor portraits of each victim have been left at each grave, resting at the tombstones.
► At Kaeya's grave, blue hyacinths, glory-of-the-snows, and white chrysanthemums are left. Rupert's grave has irises, lilacs, and white lilies. Sheila's grave has pink gladiolus, snapdragons, and honeysuckles.
► Kaeya's grave is slightly damp with a faint scent of alcohol. Pawprints have been left in the dirt.
► There are now two origami tombstones settled in the dirt in the back corner of the cemetery under a tree. One says, In Memory of a Beloved Sister and the other says, In Memory of a Beloved Mother. Two peace lilies are put in the two small holes in the top of each.

LOBBY
► There is now a messily put-together note that reads: "The possessed can lose all memory of Thursday night."

TUESDAY

CEMETERY
► Ridiculously large flower arrangements are left on all graves.
► A second s'more has been left on Rupert's grave.
► Sprigs of wildflowers are left on all graves. In addition, a red rose is left on Kaeya's grave. White lilies are left on Flayn's grave, along with a loosely-folded note tied to them.

LOBBY
► There's a new note on the front desk.

FLOOR 05
► Thanks to the hard work of your fellow guests, a new location is open! Wow.

WEDNESDAY

LOBBY
► Three typewritten stories have been taped around the lobby with packing tape.

THURSDAY

LOBBY
► There is now a pinned-up sign that reads: Sign your letters!!

A THING

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[did you enjoy getting locked in last night? at least you were probably used to it. well, you should have been, since it happened last week. anyway, at least it's over now, as the rooms unlock once more and you're free to go, especially since absolutely nothing happened during the night.

anyway, as you exit or make a move to, you'll find something strange happening. your feet move on their own, guiding you to a specific location.

once you stop, you and one other person are standing at the courtyard.

two people in this thread, please!]

A THING

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GOOD MORNING, GUESTS

On Friday morning, you awaken to the loud sounds of a typewriter tapping away at a message, and a shrill ding! as a line completes.

Strangely, there's no printout on your typewriter, if you're near one. Instead, when you open your eyes, there's a folded piece of paper on your chest that looks a little something like this. It also feels a little thicker than usual...

SYLVAIN JOSE GAUTIER DADDY ISSUES FEE...... $███ █ ████ BREAKING AND ENTERING....... $███ █ ████ PLAYBOY UPCHARGE...... $████ ████ SUBTOTAL $████ ████ TOTAL DUE: SYLVAIN'S LIFE CHECKOUT COMPLETE! Starlight Hotel: You Can Check Out Anytime You Like, But You Can Never Leave! PAGE 1/3 ║▌║█║▌│║▌║▌█▌│║█

MONDAY MORNING - A THING. 1/2

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[It seems there's something going on in the cemetery this fine morning...]

2/2 😒

[toesies]

[A shovel suddenly bursts through Sheila's already disturbed grave, followed by one very dirty hand, then another, and— yeah. Hm. There's Sheila, crawling out of her grave and looking very confused about it. Help.]

[ashenvaliant]

[ I HOPE SHE'S READY TO BE TACKLED BECAUSE THE SPEED AT WHICH HE MOVES ]

Sheila??

[outsidebones]

[ahhhhhhhhhhhh]

Sheila!

[evocationary]

[ALSO RUNNING HELLO HER SLUT SENSES ARE RINGING]

Sheila!

[toesies]

[HELP

they just fall back into her grave and now they are both covered in dirt.]

Yuri?! [HELP?? SHE IS SO CONFUSED.] ... Oh, my god, if this is the afterlife, I'm going to shit a whole house.

[ashenvaliant]

[ this is fitting, honestly. quick someone bury them alive.

anyway she's getting hugged and it's not even affection week. he's also trying to check where he stabbed her in the damn head yesterday to see if she's healed up or what ]

No, this is the hotel, you-- [ holy fuck mom ] You're back at the hotel.

[toesies]

—Harrow?!

[SHE IS SO CONFUSED HELP]

[toesies]

Lup?!

[Please help, she is sitting in this hole covered in dirt and confusion.]

[evocationary]

You're - alive! [kind of? this is a whole thing] Hey - hey, okay, let me help you up.

[she's laughing? anyway, she'll pull sheila weakly out of the hole.]

[outsidebones]

[giving her a hug. who cares if she's confused!!]

[headmt]

[ HEWWO? ]

Sheila?!

[toesies]

[Someone steals the shovel and buries them alive... Goodbye, sluts.

It does not need to be affection week for Sheila to hug him back, just the most baffled and relieved expression on her face.]

Holy shit. Preface, I'm not complaining! But what the fuck?

[toesies]

[Harrow is now probably covered in grave dirt, too, but she gets the shit hugged out of her in return.]

[aono]

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[Rin has ended up at the graveyard- Kazunari's grave specifically, actually- and he's staring at the dirt covering the ground. He grimaces a bit as he rubs at his arm, like he's trying to debate if something is a good idea or not. But whatever he was thinking about, he shakes his head to himself and then moves to sit on Kazunari's headstone.

He sits there silently for a few moments, staring down at the dirt. Then he looks up at the night sky.]

Hey, uh. Just wanted to tell you that I'm doing what you asked me to. ...I'm trying to do what you asked me to. It's complicated.

...I miss you.

[A pause, and a sigh.]

This is stupid. And it's probably not gonna work anyway.



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[At some point, Rin can be found around the hotel at various places, carrying an armful of bedsheets. He also seems to have stopped whatever he is doing and is staring down at the bedsheets in his arms in confusion.

If you're close enough, you can hear him mutter something to himself:]

What were these for again?

[Hm. Interesting.]



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[Should you go down to the lobby at some point, you will see that someone has pushed several of the chairs together and has laid sheets over the top. The chairs are arranged in such a way that there is a bit of space in the middle of them all, but because of how they are arranged there is only one way in and out of the chair-blanket-fort. That opening has a towel hanging across it like it's a door, and right next to it is a bit of hotel stationary that says "INFORMAYSHON TRADE" in big, blocky letters.

Should you get close to inspect or read the sign, the towel lowers slightly and a pair of eyes peek out at you.]

You're late for the meeting. Did you bring the stuff?

[He sounds like he's trying to be serious. Maybe.]

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[supremity]

[ silence, for a moment.

and then tanhua marches forward to barge into the fort while hua cheng just stands there and watches. ]

[aono]

[He was unprepared for a daemon not listening to his demands.

Yes, he had talked to Tanhua like the daemon would listen in the first place. Who could have forseen this result?]

Tanhua, no!

[There goes his towel-door.]

[supremity]

[ two, muddy colored paws with painted nails reach up, and the retriever-sized fox pushes them into rin's chest as he breaks into the fort. ]

Oops. [ hua cheng has no sympathy actually. ]

[aono]

[Over he goes!

There's actually not much inside the fort. Some snacks, Rin's pad of paper and pencil, a couple pillows. But it's big enough for maybe 3 people to fit in if they sit down. Rin being knocked over means his feet now stick out the door.]

You did this on purpose!

[supremity]

I've no control over this creature. I barely did when we were connected.

[ tanhua fox cackles, all nine tails flicking merrily, and invades the fort. he's going to stick his nose into an open snack bag, if possible, not giving the fort its due seriousness. ]

[aono]

[There goes a bag of chips. Hopefully the fox doesn't get a bellyache.]

Then at least help me- that's not fox food, no!

[Rin is trying to scramble over to Tanhua now to grab him and pull him away from the bag of chips.]

[toesies]

Molly?!

[HELLO...?! She is here and she is caked in her own grave dirt. It's not a good look.]

Not that I'm not glad to see you again so soon, but, hey, quick question. What the fuck?