WEEK SEVEN: MINGLE

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W̴͍̎E̴̝̊E̸͚͝K̸͕̿ SEVEN: MINGLE

(18 ḡ̴̻u̷͌͜ê̴̯s̶̢͑t̵̻͝s̴̡̐ ̴c̴h̴e̶c̴k̷e̶d̸ ̶i̴n̴)

Good morning, esteemed guests.

Ha. Hahaha.

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.

In addition, should you enter the elevator you will find...nothing? There are no new buttons. However, if you look on the Mezzanine you will find a few new areas to peruse. These rooms are still locked from the outside, but perhaps you may ask politely and be granted access. In addition, as you explore the hotel you will find that you have now lost access to certain rooms. How odd.

The portraits from the week before continue to hang in various parts of the hallways and in the rooms themselves, continuing to depict innocuous scenes. Like before, if you linger just a touch too long, you'll soon find that you and whomever you're with will be lost in a swirl of shadows and pulled directly into the portrait itself. You will have to find your way out just like before.

Strangely, however, you no longer have that connection with the person you are with. You're no longer in sync, unable to feel their thoughts or movement or really even have to cooperate. Instead, regardless of where you are in the hotel whether it's inside a portrait, a door, or even your own room, you will begin to experience a feeling of numbness. Perhaps it starts in your body, the inability to feel pain or the touch of someone's hand. Maybe it infiltrates your emotions, quieting everything you've been feeling lately to an even, neutral stance. After a while, you may become so numb you feel yourself fading away entirely, a limb slowly being erased, but you can quickly snap back if someone addresses you.

Try to keep yourselves grounded, everyone.

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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█ LOCATIONS █ STATUSES █ PROFILES █ AUDIENCES
█ REPORTING █ PRIVATE CONVOS █ MURDER

Comments

VULPECULA

[feminitis]

[the shortest figure in the group is a delicate-looking person, who has landed on their feet and is holding a katana at the ready. a second, shorter sword is strapped to their waist alongside a sheath that matches the katana in their hands. their expression is severe, though they seem more tense with panic than with anger.]

Forget wasting his time...! I still think I should just go stab the bastard. Ahaha, the veils are already off, so I might as well, right...?!

[the staff member formerly known as vulpecula takes a deep breath and looks around their surroundings.]

…at least we made it out of there, but...

[insincerely]

And I'm sure we all wanted to go stab Hal in Whole Ass, but too bad we can't always get what we want.

[feminitis]

Well, even if we'd gotten close enough to do it, he was a... "robot," wasn't he? So it would have just damaged my katana.

[GRUMBLES]

[insincerely]

That's what we get for being poor pathetic normal folk.

[anyway]

But seriously, if, say, the dead would like to set more crap on fire or whatever you do over there, I think we'd all probably support that right now.

[ashenvaliant]

[ my guesses may have been wrong but yuri's still biased so unlike his literal canonmate, vulpecula gets some genuine concern and a hand on the shoulder. ]

What did you guys even do?

[feminitis]

...that's a bit of a loaded question, Yuri.

[ashenvaliant]

It's a bit of a loaded situation-- do I still call you Vulpecula? Or is the entire cat out of the bag along with everything else?

[outsidebones]

...Oh.

[she looks so tired.]

[feminitis]

[just. bows. immediately.]

I am so, so sorry.

[outsidebones]

[she's flashbacking to the ten thousand times she held hands with some random guy. but also, she just laughs, a bit tired.]

I feel I ought to have learned a lesson about assumptions after Gemini, but evidently not. [but vulpecula was always very nice to her anyway.] I'm not angry with you, just...embarrassed at myself.

[toesies]

[britt gaslighting...]

Glad made it out. But also, what the fuck happened to you guys?

[feminitis]

All of a sudden, we were in one of the portraits, and...

[a hand comes up to rub at a smudge of ink.]

...well, our cover is obviously blown now, since you can see our faces, but I think he'd started to figure out something was wrong already...

[skyagain]

I think if stabbing was a real option, we'd have taken it by now.

[feminitis]

[grumbling]

I wasn't even allowed to try to stab him when we first got here. That would have been "reckless" and "foolish" and "You need to sit down and be calm, Seizaburo"!

[


sei does the airquotes. yaaay, learning new things.]

[skyagain]

You lasted at least eight weeks. I'd say you deserve the stab now.

[preowned]

We should stab him, yes.

[feminitis]

See, you get it!

[dON'T JUST AGREE WITH HIM]

[preowned]

It would make it way easier.

[technocool]

Oh, I understand now.

[feminitis]

[ ? ]

You... do?

[please explain, futaba, because sei does not.]

[technocool]

[ points ]

Time shenanigans.

[evocationary]

[makes a slightly embarrassed face]

Man, you really got me good.

[feminitis]

[BOWS]

I am so sorry, Lastname-san...!

[shaft]

Ah, you haven't tried the stabbing option already?

[feminitis]

I wanted to, but they said I couldn't...