WEEK 1 - MINGLE

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WEEK 1

You've found a safe haven from the wind and the snow - yet, perhaps you're not quite out of danger yet. The Resort Staff are odd, but seem harmless - jumping to any whim you might have, if it doesn't make them oddly lock up.

The weather all week is perfect - the perfect temp and snow for plenty of skiing. The firepit in the courtyard is always lit too, with ingredients for smores and hot chocolate always available in the lobby. Though...in the halls, a strange bunch of songs keep playing from the hotel's sound system. Is whoever runs this place a weird cover song enthusiast?

So far, everything seems fine....but there's a weird sense of unease lingering over the Resort as everyone wakes up Monday Morning. Maybe that has something to do with that strange memory that popped in your head when you woke up? Or maybe it's that all of you woke up in the middle of a snowstorm, with no memory of how you got there?

In the end...even though everything should be fine, why does it feel like this is only the prelude to a nightmare...?

PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS | MURDER PROPOSALS/VOLUNTEERING | LOCATIONS

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Comments

[duskhound]

[For those that have been paying attention, they may have noticed that Ellie has in fact never entered the restaurant during these past few days. She's never been spotted eating or drinking anything, either...

Because she hasn't. Which is why right now, she is flopped out on a couch in the lobby complaining and not entirely aware that people can actually hear her.]

Ugh, I don't understand, what's wrong with my body lately...?

[justonezero]

[Yoshi was just passing by, but...]

You're feeling weird? Do you want me to analyze your body for you?

[duskhound]

[This would normally be an automatic "no", since that would probably also expose the truth about her body, and people would hate her if they knew the truth about her body, but... Her brain isn't working at full capacity, and it's not like there's anyone with actual knowledge of Stillbloods here to check up on her...]

I... It's worth a try, I guess...?

[justonezero]

Okay! Just hold still for a few seconds!

[And he'll begin analyzing her body, using his conversion app for some extra data. It should give him all her physical measurements and readings, so what all can he see here?]

[duskhound]

[Well, she's suffering from 3 days worth of dehydration and her body has recently entered starvation mode. Aside from the measurements which you already have, there's also weird magic stuff going on throughout her body, though notably centered on the back of her right hand. There's also something about a... "Saint Hope"...?

Oh. Also, her blood type is O.]

[justonezero]

[Analysis complete!]

...You haven't been eating or drinking?

[duskhound]

I haven't, but I don't really need to.

[She absolutely needs to.]

[justonezero]

You definitely need to! You're dying of dehydration and starvation!

[duskhound]

Huh? I'm... what? But that doesn't make any sense?

[She is... genuinely confused by this, yes.]

[perfeccion]

Mmmmm? Are you feeling unwell, my dear?

[duskhound]

A little, yeah...

[Which isn't actually saying much. Okay, let's maybe try something more detailed...]

Mostly I'm tired, but it's not like I slept any less than usual.

[perfeccion]

Hmm.. Fatigue can be a sign of impending illness... has anything changed since your arrival here?

[duskhound]

Changes? I don't think so, but let's see...

I've been having some stomach pains, but I don't believe I've been injured there, and there have been a few dizzy spells. Both of those are things that have started happening since I arrived here.

[perfeccion]

It certainly sounds like an illness. [He'll remove his glove and place a hand on her forehead briefly, trying to see if she has a fever. At the same time, he'll be taking a closer look at her soul, looking for anything strange] Or... perhaps... are you just hungry?

[duskhound]

[She kind of pulls back a bit when he moves to place his hand on her head, but can't really get away, so. She does have an elevated body temperature and dry skin. Looking at her soul shows a high concentration of magic, but not any signs of something that would explain her symptoms.]

...I shouldn't be hungry? I mean, I don't actually need to eat, so...

Um... Sorry, I don't like people touching me, so...

[perfeccion]

Ah, my apologies. You do seem a bit feverish.

[he puts his glove back on, then frowns]

You don't normally need to eat?

[duskhound]

It's something of a... special constitution some people have back home? We don't normally need to eat, and eating doesn't actually give us any nutrients, so we have to live off of our star energy. There are some methods to replenish it, but they aren't something that just anyone can get.

[Though none of that... seems to apply to her anymore, for. Some reason.]

[jumpedtheshark]

Does your body feel strange...?

[That's... odd. Don't mind Tsumugi stopping to sit on nearby chair to look at Ellie in concern.]

[duskhound]

It feels strange, yeah.

The main one is that I'm starting to feel tired for no reason, but there are some other things too...

[Tsumugi, are you up to the task of identifying that a video game character who's normally undead is now a living being?]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[He hasn't been keeping tabs on her or anything, but it's hard to miss her when she's out in the open like that.]

Uh... are you feeling alright?

[duskhound]

Not... really? for some reason I'm getting really tired, but it's not like I haven't been sleeping properly. There are also some stomach pains, but I don't think I've been hurt there...

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Huh. ...It can't be, right?]

Uhhh... [He scratches the back of his head a little.] ...Has your stomach been making any noises, by any chance?

[thejusticewagon]

[she can't help but overhear that, even if she hasn't... been paying attention... uh...]

Oh, geez, what's going on? Maybe I can help!

[duskhound]

Honestly, I'm not... sure... My body's acting strange.

[thejusticewagon]

Oh, geez! Have you been sneezing a lot? Or... do you feel less like a person.

[she thinks about what the staff said...]

Oh, gods!

Well, I mean, if you're one of the ones who's not human anymore, I have like two friends who were only kind of part human in the first place? So it's not a problem to me as long as you don't only eat human flesh or something.