[ week two: mingle ]

[murderhost]

MINGLE LOG

We're back, everybody! Fresh week, fresh house, fresh murder. It is indeed a fresh house as when people wake on Monday morning they'll see that — everything is fixed! The windows, the table, whatever property damage that was inflicted last week is all cleaned up and reset. There is no SOS on the roof anymore. None of that. Anyone who stayed up all night on Sunday will have seen the mannequins diligently cleaning and repairing the house during the course of the night, finished by dawn. Yay!

They've also opened a new room in the house. A cleaning room — there is a washing machine, dryer, and various cleaning supplies in the room. Mops and brooms and dustpans and swiffers and all sorts of things! There's even a basket for collecting dirty laundry too.

And then in the morning, they bring in a few things to note, dumping it all in the living room.

• A assortment of feminine clothing — dresses, skirts, blouses, etc
• Included in that pile of clothing are twenty-five sailor uniforms of various sizes
• Make up! Quite a bit — enough to last the rest of the time
• So many packs of underwear. You had underwear last week but like, this is better
• A tablet with Candy Crush and Infinity Nikki on it. There is nothing else accessible on it. There's a sticky note on the cover that says FOR ECHINACEA
• A gun with one bullet is on the coffee table
• A spear is laid across the coffee table as well

That said, it doesn't seem like the food restocked. Huh...

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PROPERTY DAMAGE | PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS

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Comments

[combathatchet]

[Oh. He can guess at why. But the bag over the head seems... just a little extreme.]

Do you think anyone here is going to judge how you look right now?

[buddy we are all going through it]

[costars]

[ he shrinks into himself ]

No.....but it makes me feel a little better...

[combathatchet]

[...Ah. Well. In that case, he's not going to question it anymore.]

Then leave it on, it's not hurting anybody. I just don't want you to feel like you have to walk around all day in that just because someone would laugh at you.

[costars]

I started wearing it whenever I had to go out so people wouldn't recognize me, so I guess I got used to it.

[ he's never heard of the hat and face mask combo? apparently not. ]

But, um, what did you want to ask, Mister Leon?

[combathatchet]

You're a popular guy, huh?

[But that's not his actual question! His actual question, because it is Tamon, is a softball. (Though none of his questions are particularly difficult ones.)]

My question was... if you could be any kind of animal for a day, what would it be?

[costars]

[ hmmmm that's a good question actually, please hold while he thinks about this






finally, after about two minutes, he answers. ]

I've always wanted to be a hamster. They're small and cute and everyone loves them. And life is always so easy for them. They don't have to worry about anything other than eating or sleeping....it sounds really nice.

[combathatchet]

[WHY IS THIS SUCH A WHOLESOME ANSWER]

... I never thought about it that way, but hamster life does sound nice. Especially if you have an owner who'd take care of you and spoil you, right?

[costars]

[ it was either hamster or tapeworm so. you know. ]

Yeah....the one we kept in elementary school always looked so happy....

[ those were good times.....until [redacted]. but better not to think about that. ]

What about you? What animal would you be?

[combathatchet]

[TAPEWORM.... Tamon please... The hamster option is so much better than a parasite.]

Me...? I don't know. [He has to actually think about that.] My name means lion, but I don't know if that's fitting. Maybe I'd be some other kind of cat.

[Like. A housecat.]

Those big fluffy ones that love being pet, but also pull their weight around the house when it comes to pest control. I'd be spoiled, but also not bored.

[costars]

[ his (paper bag) eyes go wide. ]

Really? That's so cool! I think it fits….you're big and strong, like a lion. But you can be relaxed and fun too. Though I've only seen lions at the zoo, so I'm not sure what they're like out in the wild….

[ but he bets leon could still pull it off. ]

[combathatchet]

[That's kind of sweet to hear, really.]

That's flattering of you to say, Tamon. Lions operate in a group, don't they? A pride. Maybe that wouldn't be so bad.

[costars]

You don't have one of those already...?

[ but it's leon... he's so cool. there should be people flocking to him wanting to be around him. ]

[combathatchet]

Yes and no? I have a group of like-minded people who run in similar circles as I do, job-wise. But when I'm out on assignment? It's usually alone, minus my handler in my ear.

[costars]

[ "like-minded people" are they not his friends. what goes on in resident evil. ]

Whoa....like one of those agents in spy movies. [ no one will convince him that leon isn't the coolest man in existence now. ] Are you alone because it's easier for you to get everything done that way?

[combathatchet]

[Well. Yes. But also his co-workers, but also not? And sometimes they don't see each other for years, except maybe they see each other more off-screen because Capcom doesn't like to tell us things? Stuff sure does happen in Resident Evil.]

That's debatable, but... theoretically, yes. Sometimes when it comes to investigation or infiltration, it's easier with just one agent on the job.

[costars]

[ just leon all by his lonesome..... ]

Do you ever get scared when you're all by yourself?