[ 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

[hyompora]

[She thinks about it for a moment, then summons up an impish little smile.]

Well... I do enjoy a harmless little prank on occasion.

[combathatchet]

Ha. So we've got a troublemaker in our midst.

[Somehow, that gremlin energy suits her.]

What kind of pranks are we talking about?

[hyompora]

[Just a purely innocent smile right here.]

Oh, I dunno. Like turning the offices of some annoying coworkers into lil jungles.

[combathatchet]

[He laughs, surprised. The mental image...]

Jungles? That's not what I'd call a small prank.

[hyompora]

Just a teensy one. It was good for morale.

[Her morale.]

[combathatchet]

[Uh-huh. Her morale.]

Were your co-workers less annoying after?

[hyompora]

If only. Turns out it's an unfortunate flaw in their personality.

[A sad state that many suffer from.]

[combathatchet]

That's too bad. You know what the cure for that is? More pranks.

[Heh.]

So, what is it you do, exactly?

[He is imagining her terrorizing their cubicles now with faux jungle plant life.]

[hyompora]

[Yes, exactly Leon! You see the vision. Nodding vigorously.]

I'm just the teensy weensy director of the ecological sector of a research lab back home.

[The jungle plant life was very real, in fact.]

[combathatchet]

[Woah? Eyebrows flying straight up.]

Oh? A scientist, then.

[A director, too, but mostly: a scientist.]

That explains the plant pranks.

[hyompora]

Bingo~

[RE protags love scientists.]

I'd much rather be back home tending the plants, right about now.

[combathatchet]

[Well, if it's just plants and ecology research for the betterment of the planet, then it's probably fine! Right? RIGHT??????]

Who can blame you? So, what kind of research did you do?

[hyompora]

[right! :) ]

Oh, all sortsa things over the last decade. Comparative studies of sub-species, evolutionary adaptations to shifts in environment, conservation efforts...

[She could go on and on.]

[combathatchet]

[WHY THE SMILEY FACE

Conservation efforts, though. He can get behind that. He thinks of Claire, and her own work to keep the planet and its ecology safe, which is growing harder and harder to do by the day.]

Doing what you can to save your planet?

[are things as dire in your world as in his!]

[hyompora]

In a way. Sometimes a Catastrophe rolling by can really mess with the local ecosystems, and new mobile cities popping up causes some unavoidable displacement. Things just need a little push to stay steady.

[Sometimes your planet is beset by really souped up and frequent natural disasters and your major cities move around. Normal things.]

[combathatchet]

[Uhhh.]

A catastrophe is just a thing that happens frequently?

[He does not hear the capital C, which does not necessarily make it better.]

[hyompora]

Yessiree. Originium buildup in the environment affects the strength and frequency of natural disasters--which I'm hoping is not a thing where you're from?

[It had been music to her ears to learn that Originium isn't a shared trait among the worlds of people here.]

[combathatchet]

[Yeah, no, that's a new word for him, too.]

Never heard of originium, so no, it's not. Sounds like bad news, though.

[hyompora]

The absolute worst! The stuff is useful, sure, but it gets people real sick too. Especially people like me. Maybe when all this is done, I can go to your world instead.

[lol]