week 3

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WEEK 3

Another week gone and it's still Christmas! Or is it? The paint on the walls is beginning to crack and fade, with especially large chunks in character's bedrooms revealing scratched words like "cantgetoutcantgetout" and "god help me i just want to go home i miss my home i miss my mother i miss" etc. Yikes! The locations page might be updated throughout the week as characters discover more. Seems like now's the perfect time to investigate and hope you'll get closer to finding out what's going on here. There's always more places to look and more things to find!

As a reminder that this week's activity check is now live! And as usual, it's never a bad time to submit threads for regains! Have you been naughty or nice? Naughty children still get presents too, don't worry. And if you'd like to check-in on Thursday night, you always can! You never know what fun you might run into.

So go exploring, find something new and pay no mind to the creepy writing on the walls. We're sure everything will be fine! After all, nothing ever goes wrong on Christmas, right?

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TUESDAY

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MOTIVE

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[ Another bright winter's morning! Though this one seems a little more bleak than the ones before it... It seems several locations have changed overnight, and not for the better! The Foyer, Kitchen, Pantry, Dining Room, Infirmary and Library have seen better days.

But you're all here for the motive, so of course there's another odd piece of paper, made of the same strange magazine cut-outs as before. This one reads:

killing is easy, isn't it? some of you know what i mean. but so far all i've heard is talk. if you haven't killed someone by next week, then i guess we'll all know you're not strong enough to do it.

it must be sad to be so weak.

Rude, much? ]

[acherontiastyx]

[hm.






he's gonna dip into the arts and crafts room and come back to paint next to the piece of paper.]

BET YOU'RE NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO EAT SHIT

NOPE

[starblessed]

[You know, Lunafreya is a very patient person. A kind soul, the type of person that wouldn't harm an insect because she believes that all life is sacred. This is the woman that tried to help a being that destiny decreed would be destroyed, to purify the scourge that had twisted him so.

And yet, she's at the end of her patience when she sees another note left by the guestbook, crafted from the same cut-out letters as always.]

It takes little strength indeed to succumb to darkness's grasp. To fall prey to the grip it holds on our hearts, leading us to act upon fear, upon anger, upon sorrow. Harder yet is to stand firm in the face of despair, to trust in the light to once again drive the darkness whence it came.

Such taunts shall not be borne by those who strive to keep faith and believe in the light. This place will be delivered from the darkness--I will not sit idly by while their resolve is tested by mockery and provocations.

[That said, Lunafreya is taking up the motive and bringing it right on over to the fireplace to burn, unless somebody stops her first. That is quite enough of that, house!]

[theothermrgray]

...

[Dorian stares at her for a moment, before realizing what she's doing.]

-- No, Wait!

[Dorian rushed up to her side, meaning to snatch the note from her hand.]

Don't... There's something I ought to warn you of before you try that!

[starblessed]

[It's not too hard to grab the note from her--Lunafreya wasn't expecting anybody to stop her! For a moment she looks as though she can't believe it, but after that moment her expression settles into one of curiosity instead.]

Something you ought to warn me of? Do you expect something would happen, should this paper burn?

[thatdarkmage]

Say, what are you doing?

[ By the time he's come over is she still trying to burn it, or has she already written a response? ]

[starblessed]

[Unfortunately, Dorian took the motive, so she's been prevented from burning it for now! By this point, Lunafreya and the house are not exactly seeing eye-to-eye on things...]

It appears as though we can communicate with whatever force inhabits this house. One need only write, and it will respond in turn.

presents + investigation

[starblessed]

[Goodness. The tone of this house is rapidly changing by the day, isn't it? They're seeing it through new eyes, and the story that's being painted now is a far more sobering one than cheer and celebration.

But even though the lobby has changed so thoroughly, Lunafreya has presents in her stocking today! First is a masquerade costume, lavish in its creation and covered in pearls, but a much older style than she's used to when it comes to fashion. Decidedly not her size, either! It's set aside and then she pulls out...

Oh.

Her hand goes to cover her mouth as Lunafreya slides a brown leather-bound notebook from the stocking. It's impossible, and yet it's here, just as surely as if Umbra had brought it back to her... she opens the front cover, turning to the first page, where a dried sylleblossom is pressed, and that'll be it for Luna for a little while. Seeing the notebook, being able to run her fingers over Noctis's words, remembering writing her own messages to him and the happiness she'd felt any time Umbra had brought the book back--all of it is overwhelming, especially in juxtaposition to the hellish sort of atmosphere the house has taken on lately. For a long while she'll be in the foyer, just looking through the book and overcome with emotion.


Receiving the book the two of them had shared won't wholly distract Luna from the rest of the goings-on, though. Again she can be found picking through the infirmary, comparing its destruction now to the way things had been the day before, and later she can be found in the dining room in spite of its oppressive atmosphere. Her eyes are closed, her hands clasped as she sits in the center of the room (though she'll open them should anyone approach!). This is her duty, here and now. To be a light in the darkness, to bring what light she can to a dark world and to hold back its corrupting influence--it is her calling and her birthright, and be it here or in Eos, Lunafreya will not back down, no matter how strong the feelings in the room around her seem to get.]

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[ Is Luna investigating the infirmary or the dining room? Just making sure! ]

[starblessed]

[She's in both places, but let's go for the dining room! It's definitely the more important of the two places to her, with that ominous feeling.]

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[The dining room looks fairly ordinary (beyond the feeling of hideous doom and gloom that's settled over the place). But if she's dedicated on finding something, she might find a few white strips nestled in the leaves of a few of the potted plants . . .]

Investigation!

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[On Tuesday, you might notice that Shintaro looks a bit different––in fact, he's wearing someone else's sweater. He looks slightly less dead inside than the past three days, but it's obvious he still hasn't been sleeping.

After spending a bit of time taking in the changes to the Foyer, inspecting the walls and the signs of other holidays. He also spends a bit of time at the piano, but he doesn't play anything because it's just not the same anymore. The foyer is way too tainted for music, right now...
Sigh.

Later on, he'll bring his investigation to the Library, as he likes to do. If things are changing in the house, the Library seems like the place that would have the best clues. Having the near perfect memory that he does, and given that he's looked through the library several times already, he's checking for any additions or disappearances, as well as anything else that might be strange. At least this place is still comfortable, so you might be able to find him taking a seat and playing games or listening to music on his phone.]

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[ The walls in the foyer do indeed contain proof of other holidays. Dilapidated valentines posters, even some worn out rainbows for St. Patrick's Day can be found if you look around. There might be more evidence here later...

In the library however, Shintaro will find that there are several new books tucked away on the shelves. More bizarrely, a notebook, like the one they were all given, seems to have wedged itself in between some of those weird new books. Now what's that doing there? Wanna take a closer look? ]

[transparentanswer]

[Wow they really started scraping the bottom of the barrel at some point, didn't they?

All of the books interest him, but the notebook most so, considering the people it could have belong too. He'll pick it up and check it out before flipping through it to check out any interesting contents.]

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[ Don't judge, maybe they just got really creative! Most of the pages in this notebook contain scribbles, drawings and something they dubbed a "compatibility chart" though Shintaro won't recognize any of the names. The last page however, contains a message:

This seems to be the last. I've naught seen hide nor hair of our host, but I cannot imagine he will leave me simply to starve to death. That isn't his way. In the meantime, I've prepared as best I can. These horrid holiday decorations are hideous reminders of what I've lost, but they can serve as adequate weapons. The irony in using a metal heart for defense is not lost on me.
If someone should find this, it's likely I've died. Take care not to anger them. And beware the house itself; it is not what it seems.
RUN

How'd this get in there? ]

[secretingredients]

[ So about those kitchen changes... yeah, some people are not even remotely amused. He's a little heartbroken actually. As soon as he walks into the kitchen, he stops, disgusted and shocked in equal measure. ]

No... not my precious pantry!

[ Thug Dangerzone can be found running from the kitchen to the pantry with a garbage bag, trying to clean up all the stuff that's suddenly gone rotten overnight. ]

How am I supposed to cook like this??

[brasco]

Hey, look at this way: you could make the world's first gourmet rotten dinner?

[secretingredients]

[ Thug shakes his head. ]

That's disgusting! I don't want to kill people with my food.

[brasco]

Don't they make those poisonous puffer fish dishes that don't kill people? Come on, I believe in you. If anyone could make something out all this garbage, it's you!

[IT'S POSSIBLE HE FEELS BAD ABOUT ALL THIS . . .]

[theothermrgray]

[GUESS WHO ALSO ISN'T INTO THE ROTTING FOOD AT ALL.]

Oh, for pity's sake! What are we expected to do for food now?

Not to mention everything else that seems to be decaying lately... [Grumbles of concern and irritation.]

[secretingredients]

Right?? This is too far! I can only do so much with canned beans...

[theothermrgray]

[He huffs irritably.] And who, exactly, is in charge of making sure the food supplies don't go stale? Because if it's not you, then you had better file a complaint.

[starblessed]

[Oh... why does it suddenly reek of rot in here.......]

Does this happen every time, Thug?

[Oh goodness. She doesn't know how much of this she can handle!]

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[ Thug sighs. ]

Not always... It's never happened overnight like this before.