week 8 - monday & tuesday

[productions]

murder manor week eight



monday, tuesday

10 players remaining.

This is a general mingle post. Please put your character's name, the time, and location in the subject heading of their comment. Players may also thread in logs, either posted to murdermanor or in a private locked journal post filtered to include productions.

Please remember the effects of this week's incentive.

Setting & Rules
Private Conversations
Plotting

Comments

6:00AM | Ballroom

[inthebones]

Rules for Spain
1. As we will all be dying slowly this week, guard duty for Spain is temporarily relieved.
2. Please refrain from murdering Spain without consulting with everyone else.

That is all.

Susan Sto Helit | Various | Various

[inthebones]

[Monday 6AM | Kitchen]
[Susan awakens at dawn on Monday and tentatively tests her strength. ...Nothing too terrible. Being ill wasn't something that happened to her normally, but according to the details posted by the incentive, she was likely to have gotten off better than most. Muscle pain is winced at momentarily, chills are covered with an extra heavy cloak from the closet. After taking a deep breath to steady herself, she exits her room with a steely expression.

One had the feeling she was the type of person who worked through illness by ignoring it.

Susan can be found in the kitchen early before breakfast heating up water. Lots and lots of water.]

[Monday, all day | Various]
[It has quickly become evident that she is one of very few in the house who aren't completely out of their minds with fever. The remainder of the day is spent alternatively in the kitchen and knocking at people's doors.]

This is Susan. I've brought some clear broth - you need to stay hydrated. If I wanted to poison you, I'd let you die of illness, besides which, it isn't even Wednesday yet, so you might as well open the door.

[She sways a bit as she goes about her business at times, but this is quickly shaken off.]

kitchen - afternoonish

[vytis]

[Lithuania is very earnestly going about attempting to make a cake. He's worse off than Susan, and it shows in his face, but he might be the type of person who ignores illness, too. Still, he's trying to stay out of her way as much as possible, given how often she returns for more broth.]

You shouldn't work so hard, Miss Susan.

[Lithuania says. While making a cake.]

Amethyst wing, room #2

[teenspirit]

[ Sonia is generally not okay with being ill. She has led a life where if she so much as sneezed there would be several servants and doctors at her side trying to cure her.

She's nauseous and a little delirious. Oh, wait. That is probably because she's tucked into the liquor in her cabinet. Wine is a cure-all, right? ]

Do not worry! I'm hydrated!

[ She is as pale as a sheet. A green sheet. ]

Monday

[productions]

[Early Monday morning, Susan will be approached by the Hostess, who looks unusually flustered.]

Miss Sto Helit! May I have a moment of your time, please?

Amethyst Wing, Room #1

[throe]

[ As per usual, Rapture keeps her door open whenever she's in her room. She's sitting at her desk looking morose, but not because of the illness. She hardly seems to have a dent in her anyway. Being a rockstar lends to being sick and exhausted quite a few times. ]

Thanks, but I'll be fine. I've had way worse. [ She turns to Susan and smiles. ] Besides, I have a potion for warding off horrendous diseases! My ancestors passed down the recipe to me.

Poland - Monday - Various

[notyetlost]

[Drawing Room - Late Morning]

[Poland woke up feeling terrible, but as the day progressed it really only seemed to get worse. This is not how he anticipated spending his birthday.

Poland weakly fumbles around in the medical kit looking for anything to help deal with nausea. His stomach generally didn't need any help in that department while in this house. It's like they're just begging him to throw up.]

[Music Room - Afternoon]

[Poland's pretty sure he should be resting, but he's almost entirely positive it wouldn't help. Generally Poland didn't hang out in the music room, but somehow it seemed like more fun than just rotting away in bed. Poland's slumped over the piano, plucking away at keys every now and then. He can't hold his concentration to play more than a few bars at a time, but maybe someone will manage to recognize his national anthem]

music room

[throe]

[ Rapture doesn't seem to be doing too terribly. In fact, it's almost like she's hardly sick at all. There's a little ache in her chest when she raises her usual performance voice, but the rest... it almost seems to roll right off her shoulders. ]

Doesn't sound like much of a song when it keeps breaking off like that.

music room

[humanic]

[The tune's familiar, though it takes him a while to place it - partly because of the choppy way it's being played and partly because it's been a long time since he's last heard it, and for a moment Stiles can't breathe from the sudden wave of nostalgia and old grief that swamps him.]

That's...the Mazurek Dąbrowskiego, isn't it? [His pronunciation is atrocious, but he tries.] Your national anthem?

music room

[vytis]

[Lithuania doesn't recognize the song, but considering it's Poland's birthday, he can take a guess at what Poland's trying to play. Poland looks worse off than him, as far as the illness is going, and he can't help but worry.]

How are you feeling?

[He can't ask if Poland is feeling alright, of course, because no one in the house is feeling alright.]

Monday - Afternoon - Grounds

[godwhisperer]

[Gundam looks like a bit of a mess today; his hair isn't done up but is disheveled, he's wearing extra clothes, and his complexion has somehow managed to get even more pale and sickly than usual.

On the other hand, he is much too stubborn to be sick, so he'll be going about his daily business as usual - including wandering the grounds in the afternoon.]

[teenspirit]

[ Sonia is out riding Lithium. Sort of. Okay she's kind of collapsed against the horse's neck, holding onto it like she's about to fall off. This sucks. The horse looks annoyed with her and trots up to Gundam as if expecting his help. Sonia looks like she's fallen asleep. ]

[inthebones]

[Susan will appear by his side late in the afternoon. She had felt quite capable in the morning, but as time passed, it quickly became obvious that her symptoms were increasing in severity as well. After speaking with Lithuania in the kitchen, she had needed some fresh air away from the heat generated by her work.

She appears drawn and pale as she nods to him, speaking in a low tone.]

...Can I talk with you about something, Gundam?

Monday | Billiards Room | 4:00pm

[hollowheart]

[Guess who's never been sick a day in her life thanks to regenerative powers? Annie ignores the ache in her throat and the occasional sneezing and attempts to distract herself with a game.

She keeps sneezing and missing the ball every time, though.]

Monday | Ballroom | 6PM

[throe]

[ Whoever has decided they can make it to dinner is fortunate enough to witness a performance from a Rapture who cannot even hide the bags underneath her eyes with make-up. She, surprisingly, still looks better than most of the people witnesses this illness, but it is clear that even she's suffering through it. ]

It's Poland's birthday. Happy birthday.

[ She takes a deep breath and begins clapping the opening beat to the song, though it's weaker than usual. She has to conserve her energy for when she begins singing. ]

Dazzle, dazzle, dazzle their eyes, catch them unaware. Blind them with excitement. Make them stop and stop and stare!

[ Where her clapping usually is, it's just her vocals left. To another musician, one could hear the strain in her voice caused by both lightheadedness and a pain in her chest. To an average person, it sounds how Rapture usually sounds. ]

It's all in the style, radiatin' heat! All in the style, you knock them off their feet! All in the style, puttin' on a show! All in the style, sets the world aglow! All in the style, all in the style, all in the style, all in the style!

[ Rapture gasps for air and grabs the edge of the table, wobbling around. ] I'm gonna—

[ Before she can finish her sentence, the force of making herself sing pulls out all the energy from her. There's a moment where she tries to complete the warning, but instead... faints for the second time in just a little over a week. She disappears from the table, landing on the floor beside her chair. ]

[hollowheart]

[Well.


That was different.

Annie normally ignores whatever Rapture tends to blast as an excuse for music, but the interruption is alarming, if not surprising. Pushing her plate aside to kneel by her body.]


Could someone get me water, please?

Tuesday Morning

[productions]

[No chimes ring this time, but someone is missing all the same. She's been more sick than others, but overnight, Anastasia Romanov has succumbed to illness. If anyone goes to check on her, her body is in her bed.]

[pandacea]

[With the severity of the sickness being based on popularity, May's been worried about Anya ever since the incentive was revealed. Luckily they live in the same wing, so it's no trouble at all for her to go to Anya's door in the morning and knock on it to make sure she's doing okay.]

Miss Anya? Miss Anya, are you awake yet? If you need anything, please let me know.

Poland - Tuesday

[notyetlost]

[Amethyst Room 4 - All day]

[On Tuesday, Poland feels even worse than he did on Monday. More distressing than that was over hearing that Anastasia had actually died from whatever was plaguing the house.

Poland decides to stay in bed, he doesn't need to push it being as sick as he is already. If he took care of himself, he'd get better. He always got better.]

12 PM

[hollowheart]

[Because someone got to do it. Preferably, someone who's not about to keel over dead at any given moment. Mid doing her rounds, Annie shows up with soup, black tea, and bread. There is even jam for dessert.

She can't tell if he notices her setting the tray on the bedside table.]

Don't tell me you're already dead.

late afternoon/early evening

[vytis]

[Guess who's popping back into your room again? And it's definitely again--Lithuania is looking kind of worse for wear by this point, as while his own illness is progressing more slowly than Poland's, it's still progressing.

This doesn't mean he can't fuss over Poland, of course.]

How are you feeling?

monday night | 8 PM

[productions]

[Anyone walking past the drawing room after 8 PM on Monday will find that a short notice has been posted up there among the popularity rankings and list of tools. The notice reads:]

Congratulations to Lithuania for winning this week's sponsorship! Your prize is awaiting you in your room and your card has been updated accordingly.

Monday, kicthen, 8:15PM

[vytis]

[Lithuania doesn't look super great--he's better off than a lot of the others, but he's still obviously sick. He was going to just slink off to bed early, but his sponsorship has drawn him out of his room again.

Dogs need food and water, after all, even little mutt puppies who are simultaneously a handful of months and over a thousand years old.]

Be patient, Ruta! [Said puppy is being quite insistent about being fed, actually, so Lithuania is scrambling for food.]

[godwhisperer]

[Just casually walking by when

puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy.

But he doesn't know you as well as others so he's just staring at the puppy through the doorway.]

[throe]

[ Rapture is getting food for stock so she doesn't have to leave her room. Even though she fainted earlier, she looks as if she has more color in her cheeks than most people. She still doesn't want them coughing on or around her and/or her food. Not even already varying levels of possible already planned sickness can make that any less displeasing to her. It's just so... gross and imperfect.

She looks to Lithuania and then the dog. ]

Seems like there are more animals than people here now.