[ 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

[qilinzuo]

What about a dare?

[ Because why not? ]

[combathatchet]

My dare's pretty obvious, though. [The sailor uniforms are nearby, after all.] So is that your final answer?

[qilinzuo]

[ Jeapardy music begins to play.

Childe really does enjoy living life on the edge! But, sailor uniforms are...a different world of a spectacle. ]

Alright, even a guy like me can understand the value of mercy from time to time.

So, for once, I'll say Truth.

[combathatchet]

Wise man.

[He smiles, amused in his look.]

All right, truth. What's your biggest goal in life?

[qilinzuo]

[ Childe knows the answer. In two ways, that is.

On one hand he can answer in accordance with the goal in terms of following the Tsaritsa, or he can purely do so in an individual sense. He chooses the latter. ]

...I'd say becoming the strongest - all the while improving, just so I can stand atop the world.

As you might guess, I can't exactly expect to rest on my laurels.