[ week one: overflow ]

[murderhost]

MINGLE LOG

The way you arrive might vary from person to person. Perhaps, you wake up on the beach, with your pet cat licking your face. Or you wake up tucked away in your bed, an item of yours nearby and a card on the bedside table reading your name and Welcome to the manor!

Either way, you end up in a modern mansion on a empty, lonely beach, with no explanation of why you're there or what's going on. In the driveway, there is a car with keys in the ignition but, unfortunately, no gas in the tank. In the living room, there is a touch screen television featuring a variety of profiles featuring you and the many other lost souls trapped in this mansion alongside with you.

There is also a camera crew. A camera crew? Really? But following the characters along are blank faced mannequins in a variety of colors, dressed in all black, operating cameras to film them. If you try and talk to the crew, they say nothing (as they have no mouth or eyes or... anything) and just continue to film them. Trying to touch them results in the mannequin falling over and going immobile, only to be replaced by a new one that appears from... somewhere? Weird.

The kitchen is fully stocked. There are spare clothes in the closets. There's even a few video game systems with games in the living room as well. There are books to read in the library. There's writing and drawing materials in the office. There's things to do. Just... why? To what end? What's going on here?

For those intrepid folks who decide to walk as far as they can away from the manor and the beach will find themselves blinking at one point and suddenly being back in the front yard of the manor. Huh. Strange.

Answers don't seem to be coming anytime soon. You might as well just... settle in?

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PROPERTY DAMAGE | PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS

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Comments

[noirges]

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You don't think you're friends already?

[asimilate]

I do! He's my best friend. But I'm... not his friend...?

[He sounds confused by his own explanation]

Mmm... basically, he got really mad at me pretty recently! So I've gotta think about his feelings more.

[Was this the actual takeaway from the Scarabia arc? Who's to say.]

[noirges]

[ thinks about hugo and adolphe

he nods in understanding ]

Oh... I get that. But I bet... that you're still a lot closer than you think. After all, you can't argue that much with a stranger.

[ someone who doesn't know you at all ]

I hope that your relationship can grow stronger from here, though.

[asimilate]

[Puts his hands on his hips with renewed determination]

Yeah! I don't want him to hold back for me anymore. I'm gonna keep trying until we can be equals who tell each other everything, and then we'll be best friends for real!

[This is never going to happen]

[noirges]

[ wowwwww ]

I think that sounds beautiful. It really is hard when it seems like someone's already five steps ahead of you, huh? But you want to look out for that person too, so the relationship doesn't feel so lopsided...

[asimilate]

Oh, he doesn't need me to look out for him. He can do everything!

[Perhaps this is part of the problem

Pauses like something has occurred to him]

If we did go on a date with just us, then would that mean he'd have to cook his own feast? That's no good. I'll have to hire some chefs.

[WHAT HAPPENED TO BEING FRIENDS FIRST]

[noirges]

[ no no yves thinks this is a great development ]

That could be your way of looking out for him! So that way he doesn't take everything upon himself...

[asimilate]

[The magic words]

Yeah! Okay, once we're friends, I'll hire some chefs and we can have a big date, and then we can dance and play games and stuff.

[Jamil will never agree to this]