week three | mingle

[marriagebroker]

No outright changes this week either. Week three rolls around, braced for impact as ever. The estate is still intact, the contestants are still motivated, things are looking good.

Well, aside from the fact you all had a blackout this weekend. That wasn't so good.

Either way, when Monday rolls around, Wei Wuxian seems to be in a cheery mood as he greets everyone Monday morning.

"Everyone, come here, come here. I have an announcement!"

Better go see what that's about, huh?

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[anathemaw]

[ She cuts as alluring a figure as ever, even with the strange taint working its way across her body. It calls to mind his sister, though Yingying's affliction is much more palatable to look at than the scarlet rot. Maybe she, too, is affected by a curse. Luckily, Messmer has the libido of a Ritz cracker, so Yingying's practically-naked appearance warrants nothing more than respectfully casting his gaze elsewhere. ]

Such was my suspicion, as well. [ it's DEFINITELY a sacred tree. ] One among us hath hanged upside down from it in "Los Angeles."

[ a city, probably...? ]

... What shame lieth in this confession?

[embellwish]

Messing with a place of worship might be something they could get in trouble for.

[ Such places are not to be played around in. Do people hang off the Erdtree? ]

Or maybe they're embarrassed to do something so childish?

[anathemaw]

[ they built a got dang castle on top of the erdtree. let the people go monkey style on it!! ]

... Perhaps. This group hath pride to spare.

[ Messmer is included in that... ]

[embellwish]

[ True, they do. She hums quietly in agreement, before reaching over to look through some of the envelopes herself. ]

Shall we look at more of them? I can't help but be curious about our fellow contestants...

[ She fans the envelopes out so they can both read some of them... ate macaroni? Has a dad's shirt? Schemed with a coworker they hate? What kind of secrets are these???? ]

[anathemaw]

[ his thoughts exactly! This is why he's having a hard time - even of the secrets he can parse, most of them range from silly to downright absurd, and almost all of them barely count as something to be hidden, at least in his not-so-humble opinion. ]

Yi Sang hath no culinary knowledge. To hear he subsisted on one dish alone would be no surprise.

[ Messmer doesn't know what macaroni is, though, so he's going purely off the second half of the secret. ]

[embellwish]

[ That makes her laugh. Messmer's got jokes, even if he doesn't realize it. ]

That's true... though, this "macaroni," I can't say I've heard of it.

[ What if it's actually an elaborate dish? Wouldn't that pretty much ensure it isn't him? Then again, among them all, he does seem the most likely to eat the same meal everyday and not care. ]

As for this one, [ She taps the one that says 'has a room that's an utter pigsty.' ] It's difficult to imagine who it might be. No one seems that messy.

[ Or at least, not to that extent. Jokingly, lightly teasing: ]

It's not you, is it?

[anathemaw]

[ he shakes his head as well in sympathy - he also has no idea what macaroni is. Maybe it's actually a complicated dish, just as Yingying thinks, and the person behind the secret simply has an inordinate fondness for it?? Who can say? Her question, too, he shakes his head at, even though she asks in jest. ]

Thou wouldst find my lodgings dire sparse.

[ bro has no hobbies ]

... In truth, I am uncertain which card wert intended for me.

[embellwish]

[ She chuckles, neatening the stack of cards up before setting them carefully on the ledge of the pool, where they won't be in danger of being dropped in. Looking at them enough times ensures they get memorized, eventually. ]

Is that because several of them apply to you? Or none?