Mock Week

[sinphony]

[ After the day before, with the reveal of the full extent of the rules and how the game works along with their hosts, the only thing everyone could do was have a meeting with alcohol and go to bed. And when awakened, everything is the same. It's still the large mansion, they're still locked inside, and there's still the idea that they have the choice to murder each other hanging over them. But now the mansion is free to explore to their hearts' content, save for the room under the stairs outside the mud room. All anyone can really do is just enjoy their week and hope for the best. ]

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[voltrounds]

I don't know.

[Here's a big wide one made by folding the paper the "wrong" way. She folds up the wing tips on this one.]

I'm just doing what feels right. I don't even know how I knew the name "paper airplane."

[telecosmetic]

Well, it's just two words put together, right? That should be pretty obvious!

[voltrounds]

Except this is the first time I can remember seeing paper. And I'm not sure what an airplane is. I know it flies...

[telecosmetic]

Huh. [Eliza looks a bit confused as well now.] I think airplanes look like this...? I mean, the kind that people ride in. [She sketches out a rough design of an airplane on a spare sheet of paper. It looks okay, if somewhat awkwardly proportioned.]

[voltrounds]

[She squints. It looks right, but she can't begin to guess why.

She ends up clutching her head with both hands.]

Nn. I don't understand this.

[telecosmetic]

Maybe you have some secret hidden memories that are coming back? [Eliza gasps.] What if you're secretly a princess or something like that?

[voltrounds]

Could be. There are a lot of things I still know, even though I don't remember how I know them.

Hm... Princess Frederica.

[telecosmetic]

It does sound pretty fancy! Maybe your age is so big because you were in an enchanted sleep or something!

[voltrounds]

Yeah, that's probably it. I hurt myself on a spinning wheel and fell asleep for a thousand years.

[...ahem.]

Wow, now I feel cheated. I didn't even get a kiss to wake me up.

[telecosmetic]

Maybe they made you forget the kiss! So now your prince is traveling over mountains and through valleys in search of you!

[voltrounds]

So he can save the princess from a weird murder mansion, huh? I hope he has the right address.

[telecosmetic]

Well, we'll have to hope he picks up one of these notes then, right?

[voltrounds]

Either that or he just magically knows where we are. Fairy tales don't usually explain that part very well.

[telecosmetic]

Or maybe there's some little creature he was kind to that's going to lead him here.

[voltrounds]

Maybe I should be finding some little birds to befriend or something.

[telecosmetic]

You could try singing on the patio!

[voltrounds]

I'm not really much of a singer...

[telecosmetic]

Just hold your hand out and hum, then? [Eliza uses her own hand to demonstrate proper bird-attracting procedure.]

[voltrounds]

Hmm...

[All right, she'll give it a try. She starts out humming... well, random notes, mostly.]

[telecosmetic]

Ooh, try this one! [Eliza starts humming the song that played when their hosts first appeared.]

[voltrounds]

[Ricky hums along with the tune, following along well. Apparently her amnesia doesn't extend to preventing her from remembering recent things.]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza's just going to keep humming as she folds paper airplanes.] I thought the song might open some secret passage too...it doesn't seem to be working so far.

[voltrounds]

[Aaaaand she stops.]

Why would it do that?

[telecosmetic]

Well, there was a secret passage that opened when someone sang the right song at it in the last place I was in! It wasn't an escape route, but it had lots of clues about what was going on!

[voltrounds]

[...]

That's really weird. Were you trapped in a giant puzzle?