[ 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

[murderhost]

What's up, Mr. Fukuhara?

[costars]

[ this sounds so much like being in school........now whever he goes to school he's going to think of murder robots.



oh god.

he turns away, briefly gags, then turns back. his face is definitely very pale. ]

C-can we.........k..............................kill ourselves.....................

[ louder for everyone in the back ]

[murderhost]

[ hehehehe. ]

Yeah, sure! Suicide is always an option.

[costars]

[ okay well












goodbye everyone, he's going to head for the kitchen now. it was a nice (checks notes) three days with y'all. ]

[asimilate]

[ABSOLUTELY NOT GET BACK HERE]

[costars]

[ which one of these cutlery drawers has the knives.............. ]

[asimilate]

[Attempts to drag him out of the kitchen like trying to pull a husky in a direction they don't want to go]

[costars]

[ wiggles and cries but ultimately gets dragged because he has no stamina ]

[asimilate]

[Shakes him by the collar like he's a maraca.]

You gotta stay with me, buddy!

[costars]

BUT THEY'RE KILLING PEOPLE!

[ technically not yet but the point remains ]

[missdemeanor]

[ oh my god, she's reaching for the back of his shirt.

hearing that and then seeing him leaving??? tamon??? ]

Oh no you don't.

[costars]

[ desperately tries to flail out of her grasp! ]

Let me go!! It's better than staying here!!! At least if I die this way it'll be my own fault and no one else's!!

[missdemeanor]

[ no!!! bad boy!!!! she's holding on as tightly as she can. her shoulder. her shoulder, ]

You can go out and lie in holes in the garden- [ wait ] -without putting dirt on top, but you're not doing that.

[costars]

[ thank you for the permission miss desscaras, he will find something else to cover his deceased body with ]

Why not? It's better than waiting for someone to find me first!

[missdemeanor]

[ cover his alive body with why are all of them like this ]

Uh, no. One of them you're dead for sure, the other one you've got a fighting chance.

[ tugging him back a little ]

Even if you're shaking in your boots, give the people who wanna keep you alive an easier time by keeping yourself alive.

[incurse]

Fukuhara-san. Please try to stay calm.

[ Just snagging the collar of Tamom's shirt and holding on tight. ]

[costars]

[ HOW IS HE SUPPOSED TO STAY CALM IN THESE CONDITIONS?!?!?!?! ]

How can I stay calm? Someone's going to find me in my grave in the middle of the night and stab me three times in the kidney and then four times in my small intestine and leave me to bleed out alone only for someone to find me when they step in a puddle of my blood and ruin their brand new shoes forever and then I'll have to pay for those from the afterlife!!

[incurse]

[ oh girl your intrusive thoughts are winning ]

I won't let that happen.

[ Tamon is not the kind of person who should be anywhere near something like this. He's not a jujutsu sorcerer or a curse user or a resurrected being. He's innocent and afraid and...

He reminds Yuta of the way he used to be. ]

I'll protect you, Fukuhara-san.

[dresscode]

[ !? ]

NO! You're too handsome to die!!!

[costars]

[ is haruaki only saying this because he hasn't seen tamon in a sailor outfit yet ]

Isn't it always the handsome ones that die first in horror movies? And the stupid ones! My brain is smoother than a chicken egg, I'm definitely going to die first!!

[dresscode]

[ ??? decline to answer ]

I don't know! Horror movies are too scawy! [ grownass man saying scawy ] I can't watch them! I'm not equipped for any of this, but you don't see me trying to kill myself! You have to stay alive, Fukuhara-kun!!!

[costars]

[ two pathetic men trying to outpathetic each other, who will win ]

I don't want to! It's too hard!! I couldn't even juggle both my idol responsibilities and studying for entrance exams, there's no way I can do this!!!

[dresscode]

[ Oh damn, Tamon's actually about to win the pathetic-off, because that tripped a trigger in Haruaki's brain to get him to calm down. ]

Eh? You're an idol and a student?

[costars]

[ cool, because he's full-on sobbing now ]

I won't be anymore! My career will be cut short and I won't even get to take the entrance exams and I'll be forced to live in a cardboard box out on the street with nothing to eat but my shoes.

[ actually he'll be dead but details ]

[dresscode]

[ Wow, this guy makes Ogoso's idol-related self-esteem issues seem like a walk in the park.

Luckily, that just fires Haruaki up! He grips Tamon by the shoulders and gives him a gentle shake. ]

You're way too handsome and charming and talented to fail like that, no matter what happens! You have to believe in yourself, Fukuhara-kun! And to believe in yourself, you can't just give up and die! Abe-sensei won't let you!!!