housing hub: barn

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Barn

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housing

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Home sweet home, or in your case, a dilapidated building. Of course, nothing is stopping you from finding shelter elsewhere, but at some point you must have stepped into this building or slept under its roof, so this is home; while it's not very plush, do you really want to risk sleeping outside?

There is also a small plaque on your mailbox now with everyone's names engraved on it. Trying to deface it will result in more papercuts, for some reason. The names read:

Aventurine, Boothill, Caelus, Ishtar, Izutsumi, Nina

By your sleeping arrangements, there are chests to hold whatever items you opt to place in them, which cannot be publicly accessed like the rest of your house. Otherwise, guests are free to come and go or sleep over, though going over the maximum suggested occupancy will be uncomfortable and cramped. Guests will also be unable to access to this post. Characters are also free to stay at any of the other housing locations, with the same stipulations.

Feel free to use this post for any resident gatherings, updates, etc!

For your easy reference: Through the double doors of the rustic and bland barn, the first floor is spacious and smells of fresh straw. On one end are two empty, clean horse stalls, and while there isn’t a single horse to be found, periodically neighing or hoof clacking can be heard while in another area. Nearby is a chest with seven scratchy, flannel blankets. The southern side sports some quaint windows and a table covered by a rug, crates, and a single magically lit lantern. Rats (which aren’t six-feet tall, or bipedal thankfully) chitter and sometimes pop unexpectedly out of their hiding spots in the straw. A set of stairs leads to the loft above, a space filled with nothing but familiar straw bedding. A single, large window opens in the loft at the front of the barn, and in the distance, the bonfire rolls and toils. Outside to the north, two troughs can be plugged and filled with warm water as makeshift baths.

Out front, a large, wooden mailbox sitting on a sturdy pole. There is enough room for all deliveries for every individual assigned to this housing.

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✉️ MAIL

[mygod]

[ Waiting for you all in the mailbox are a few gifts! None of them marked, so hopefully none of you got duplicates or this'll be awkward. However, those who put in an order should know what they asked for—and they will be the only ones able to take their respective item from the pile. They include:

- One (1) set of cleaning supplies. It has a broom, mop, bucket, and all-surface cleaner.
- One (1) handle of hard liquor.

Hope that hit that mail order serotonin for ya! ]

SETTING CHANGES

[mygod]

[ Anything you'd like to do to your new home can go here for everyone else to note! ]

week 0, monday

[shirtbag]

That's the fudgin' stuff! That Pesto sure came through. Clean as a whistle.

[ holding up the (his) bottle!! ]

Anybody got a glass 'round here? I'm headin' over to the cellar if not.

[trashprince]

[ holds out cupped, fingerless gloved hands. not a real vessel, but the determination and spirit is there. gimme! this trailblazer will never take the 'i'm a minor' joke option. booze him up! ]

[shirtbag]

[ ????? ]

You askin' to wash yer hands with it or what? You'd better hope you ain't.

[trashprince]

I wasn't going to waste it! I was going to drink it like this.

[ obviously

fill the handcup ]

[prochronistic]

[she laughs]

No glasses here, but I think we should snag a few from the cellar and keep them here so we have them handy!

[shirtbag]

Bright idea right there, missy. Wonder if there ain't any water jugs 'round we could fill up at the refectory.

By the way, I didn't catch 'yer name.

[prochronistic]

It can't hurt to look, in any case.

[a smile!]

Oh, I'm called Ishtar. You were... [she thinks back to the profiles] Your paper said you were "Hill of the Boot"?

[tactic]

[ HANDS HER A CUP AS HE WALKS BY ]

[prochronistic]

[oh! that makes things easier.]

Thank you, Aventurine!

w0, monday

[prochronistic]

[THIS IS A BELATED TOPLEVEL but here ishtar is with the cleaning supplies she requested! she's humming to herself as she tidies the barn up to make it a little bit more fit for habitation.

if you want to join in, she would not mind a hand!]

[trashprince]

[ this can go on the tab. caelus wears a not at all cute (this is fact) smock from the mortuary to cover his clothes. ties it in the back as he sidles up to new barn housemate ]

Do you need some help?

[prochronistic]

I'm not opposed to it if you don't mind getting your hands dirty!

[she smiles]

We're sleeping in here, so it might as well be a little cleaner, right?

[fanfictional]

[ hello ishtar!! she is coming over to help. ]

Divide and conquer! We're all going to be staying here, so we should all help out. Gotta make this barn a home.

[prochronistic]

Exactly! What's the saying - "many hands make light work"?

[she beams at her!]

WEEK 0, WEDNESDAY POST-MINI EVENT.

[nyas]

[ freedom finally from identity crisis, but now everything feels COLDER. so late at night there is one (1) cat trying to creep into your bed space without warning and request.

feel free to kick her out or deal with her idk i don't control your life or your character's!!! ]

[prochronistic]

Is everything okay...?

[she does not seem bothered by this. instead, she adjusts a bit so that izutsumi has space to get comfortable.]

[nyas]

It's too cold.

[ grumbles like this is the WORST crime. izutsumi will happily make herself comfortable, tail swishing. ]

[fanfictional]

[ she is simply writing in her diary, so it's not a bother at all! ]

Oh?

[ scoots over to give izutsumi some more space. ]

[nyas]

[ she makes some space and izutsumi follows close after. there is 0 personal space here. ]

[tactic]

[ It has been a very long day so Aventurine is passed out in the loft of the barn.

When he first feels someone creeping against his side, his first instinct in his exhausted state is to start petting because he has cats.

But then this doesn't feel quite like his cat? So he blearily opens his eyes. ]

... Huh...?

[nyas]

[ aventurine your CATS PLURAL?

the petting throws her off her GROOVE. she wiggles and squirms, the petting stimulation is too much for her!!!

which is why she retaliates with a sudden bite to his arm CHOMP. he is lucky that it isn't a particularly hard enough one to break skin given it is a Warning Chomp. but funny enough she stays right where she is instead of running away. ]

[trashprince]

[ he's sprawled out in the nest he's built in one of the horse stalls. it's hay and blankets and limbs akimbo caelus. when someone joins him, he rolls away at first, unused to the addition.

... but give it a few minutes, he'll flop back toward the kittycat and suddenly give a big hug.

zzz ]

[nyas]

[ that's okay when he rolls away, she just shimmies after to curl up into a ball against him but then he starts to hug and nevermind THIS IS THE WORSE!!!!

immediately starts to FLAIL AND YOWL. ]