Week 3 Mingle

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The last week has brought the first spilled blood. Three of the contestants are gone, with the promise of more to fall soon. The atmosphere around the house will start to get heavy around Wednesday, which is when the first game of the week is. It's almost like the house knows something is up...

The conspiracy is beginning to unravel. Dazai isn't Dazai, and the cracks are forming in his act. But that act must be held up, or the Foundation will be brought in to take control of the game. Now everyone must play the part and act like everything is normal, at least on camera. That stress of always performing is bound to make someone crack eventually.

Once again, the cameras and microphones change. The contestants will have to search out new spots for their secret conversations. Even one wrong step, one wrong word, and it's all over for this group. Everyone is watching, and they need to play their roles.

They better keep an eye out too, because storm clouds are starting to loom over the area, both figuratively and literally.

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Tuesday

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[PRINNY]

[resortghosts]

[ Anyone out by the garage right now might find a white prinny walking up and down. Huh? ]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[.........huh. It's a Prinny in a rare color. Wonder if that's significant.

Karen will observe it for a while.]

[odasaku]

[ well that...isn’t usual.

oda walks up to it, curious. ]

Need something?

[overconfidant]

[The easiest place to find Akira today is the kitchen. There are two pots of curry this time, one smells like more of the hellvolcano curry, but the other one smells mild and sweet.

And then there's coffee. And more coffee. Also, by the way, more coffee. There are several full thermoses and a couple of pots being kept warm. Despite all of that, Akira is still making more, standing patiently over the equipment and pouring with a steady hand.

Making coffee is calming, okay?

He's still wearing that belled collar, too. People might find him just a little easier to bond with. (Akira, why is a Pokemon item functioning for you? Are you secretly a Purrloin?)

He also spends some time laying on a bean bag in the rec room. He's dragged it over to a patch of sunlight from one of the windows and now he's just sprawled on it.]

kitchen

[dereban]

. . . Coffee and curry, huh?

[ She's not surprised in the slightest bit but. ]

rec room

[darkova]

You certainly look like a cat today

kitchen

[visionem]

[ Floating in mainly because of the smell of curry, but then getting distracted by all this coffee. ]

There are so many coffee lovers here. [ Said fondly. ]

kitchen

[darkremnants]

[ He's here for the curry and coffee. Leaning against the counter as he eyes both of pots suspiciously. He does have a cup of coffee. ]

How much are you even making?

kitchen

[merirut]

[Oh wow. Way to save him from doing any work this whole afternoon?! Not that he can really complain though, considering he didn't exactly feel like coming back to the kitchen several times over the course of the day.

Still, Sandalphon does pause at the kitchen entrance before gravitating to where the coffee is set out, sparing a glance at Akira's brewing technique before picking up a thermos and uncapping it to inspect the contents.]

What kind of beans are you using?

[scarsnstripes]

[Aaah... Atsushi had come in here for his own reasons, but as soon as he steps into the kitchen he can't help but stop and inhale the rich scent of coffee permeating the kitchen with a soft smile.

That's a lot of coffee, bro.]

Been busy, Akira-san?

Kitchen

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[...He's. staring at the collar.]

I know you're oftentimes like a cat, but that's taking it a bit far...

Rec Room

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[...?

She wanders over, bending to peer at him as he lays there.]

Is that actually comfortable?

[Looks kind of lumpy to her, but hey.]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

A. Lecture Time

[Today -

...wait, where did Moriarty get the whiteboard on wheels from? And why is he pushing it outside??

He's also dressed in his original clothes, though he's (comparatively) stripped down to just his white shirt and dress pants, opting to leave the vest and topcoat inside.

After making sure - through some quick calculated mutterings to himself - that the camera nearby has a clear view of the board, he stands near the board, giving a wide smile as he uncaps a dry-erase marker.]

...Good Morning! I am Professor James Moriarty, and I will be walking you through the Binomial Theorem. Now, for those of you already familiar with the subject, merely treat this as a refresher. For those wholly unfamiliar, listen well!

Now -

[And he launches into a lecture, but -

It's actually quite entertaining, and he does a good job of keeping people's interests while also making it easy for even those bad at math to keep up, bringing all of his theatrical manners to the front. He doesn't seem to mind if any of the other housemates come to see, either - only giving them a casual reminder to step out of the way if they're blocking the camera.

The most noticeable thing is that he's a damned good teacher, and he seems to actually be enjoying himself as he goes along, marker squeaking and an expression of content joy on his face.

After half an hour, however, he finally claps back on the top to the marker, pressing it down on the shelf of the whiteboard with a thud.]

-And that's all the time we have for today! I suppose I cannot assign homework, but...do at least attempt an equation or two based on the theorem we discussed today! If you're still struggling with the concept, there should be plenty of videos and papers discussing it on the internet to help you.

...Of course, if you have no head for numbers, I thank you for sticking around regardless.

Class Dismissed!

[And just as easily as he brought it out, he starts pushing it back inside.

What the heck was that??? Maybe you could ask him - or at least wonder where he's going to put the fucking whiteboard.]

B. oh god grandpa's got a gun

[If anyone's paying attention, they might feel the air in the area as a little...more dangerous. Are the shadows darker, or the temperature...colder?

It's almost like you're being...stalked....

And then, when your attention is at it's lowest - a mere glance away, a blink - suddenly Moriarty will swoop in from nowhere, a Nerf gun in his hands.]

Farewell, my unfortunate victim!! Wahahahahahah!

[And with a pull of the trigger-!!

A bunch of yellow foam balls pelt you, as Moriarty cackles, and then runs away as quickly as a shot, laughter trailing after him.

Pursue this chortling grandpa?? Yell at him for doing that? Gather the balls for revenge? It's up to you!]

C. Wildcard!

[You want to do something that doesn't require either prompt? Feel free!]

lesson time

[darkova]

[Ingway sits in on the show,not really getting it but enjoying it regardless

He follows along after, seeing where he goes]

You seemed to be having fun.

A

[dereban]

I can't believe you're teaching us math that I learned when I was seven.

[ Although she is definitely curious as to why he's doing this in the first place.

There has to be an ulterior motive here, right? ]

B

[overconfidant]

[Akira manages to roll out of the way of some of the balls but not nearly all of them.

Partly because before Moriarty even finishes shooting, his student has whipped out a water pistol and spun to return fire.

...he's actually really glad he got this, it gives him something gun-shaped to grab when ambushed that isn't the actual gun. Reflexes, man.]

Who are you calling a victim?!

[Despite the offended tone, he's grinning fiercely.]

a

[odasaku]

[ well, oda will never feel at ease with this man, but he can at least agree that the lesson is interesting.

so once that’s done, he walks up to him, casually. ]

I wish I could find a tutor with your capabilities back at home. The kids really needed help in math.

B

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[She just

screams?!

But she is absolutely picking up those foam balls and giving chase!]

mod ping for prompt 2

[darkova]

[After Prinny Time, Ingway seems to be very busy- he can be spotted hauling things from the house to the garage.

If watched it's not only his Alchemy Stuff but any other chemicals in the House he can find. By evening it's clear he turning the garage into his own personal lab.

Though once evening does roll around Ingway seems to go into hiding- but a very distressed Prinny comes out of the garage and waddles towards the studio.

It's spy time]

[visionem]

[ After breakfast Alcor will be seeking out Atsushi Otani and Aqua, a box with a ribbon floating besides him. He'll call out to get their attention, but it's likely he just dropped from the ceiling or appeared from thin air so it may be a surprise regardless.

Sometime around the evening, Alcor can be found outside in the backyward using the grill. He usually cooks inside, but trying to grill in the house would just lead to carbon monoxide poisoning and potentially fire. Either way, there's a distinct sweet smell in the air, and to his right are several skewers of already completed mitrashi dango. Also seated on one of the deck chairs is a plushie of a Cerberus, posed like it's watching all the cooking festivities.

And late at night Alcor can be found at the garden poking the various plants. ]

Receiving the same nourishment, sunlight, and care some still grow taller than the rest...

[prayerwheel]

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[ Uhhhh some time early Tuesday morning, there's a mournful wailing coming from somewhere outside. Anyone who's heard her sing can recognize that it's Azura. ]

Oh, death
Won't you spare me over til another year?

Well, what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands taking hold of me?

When God is gone, and the Devil takes hold
who'll have mercy on your soul?

My name is Death
And the end is here

[ Ah what a nice cheerful song. But she's not anywhere to be seen........on a casual glance.

>Follow the sound of this overly dramatic folk song? ]

Hallways
[ Later in the day, Azura's walking around with a box of the items she received. Mostly clothes, a few weapons...she's keeping the sword just in case, but she really wants to get rid of this gun. If she sees anyone having gotten clothes, particularly any boys that have gotten girly clothes, she'll flag them down. ]

Pardon. I received some very masculine clothes that I don't care to wear. Would you like them? [ or would you like to trade, in the case of boys with girl clothes ]

for Vanitas
[ Later after that, Azura finds the Buttlord himself and plops a regain box into his hands.

And then.

Starts walking away without a word.

God she really doesn't want to talk to him....................... ]

[scarsnstripes]

[While he's made a habit of practicing since Saki first instructed him, for the next week or so Atsushi can be found outside quite a bit-- He's meditating out in the shade on the grass, eyes closed and legs crossed, hands resting on his knees.

He'd finally been slowly getting the hang of it recently, but it's a bit more difficult than it has been, this week. His brows furrow, and sometimes he shifts and twitches, as if he can't quite get comfortable. Eventually he's starting to look frustrated, but he keeps trying anyway.]

[And closer to evening on Tuesday, he can be found in the Kitchen, rummaging about with an odd look on his face. He looks like he's contemplating a puzzle of some sort, or trying to figure out a particularly difficult problem. Maybe he'll talk to someone about it if he trusts them enough to not judge... or maybe if they ask the right way.]

[merirut]

[So, yesterday definitely happened. In-between everything about the motive and the absurdity of a house giving birth to a garage, Sandalphon just wasn't in the mood to deal with shit. However, this morning he's back at his usual habit in the kitchen, although he looks down at the cup of coffee in his hand with a sour expression as he mutters to himself.]

What in creation...? Who would be mad enough to drink this swill?

[Sometime after that though, he finds himself stepping into the garage to do a little inspection. Although there's plenty of things to see scattered about, he only does a brief walkaround, scanning the surroundings as he goes. After he finishes his circle, he speaks up:]

...Lend us a vehicle.

[And then this thing appears. He just takes a long moment to deadeye it before places a foot on it and sends it skidding out the garage door.

With those shenanigans done, he brings a thermos up with him to the roof and spends the rest of the day there. He seems to alternate between staring up at the clear blue sky and gazing at the picture in his hand, lost in thought all the while.]