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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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. ]

[prochronistic]

[she'll adjust again so that izutsumi can have more of the covers... and then, after a moment, she shifts a bit and undoes her cloak to spread it over her like it's another blanket.]

Does that help?

[nyas]

[ more covers... cozy. this seems fine, but she still shifts and curls into a tighter ball against her side, huffing. ]

A little.

[prochronistic]

[she pats her head lightly. there, there.]

I suppose there are nicer places to sleep than a barn, but better this than a haunted house, no?

[nyas]

[ tolerates it for like 0.2 seconds before she shifts to angle a little. that cat reaction to lean away. ]

Don't mind the barn, I could sleep anywhere. Even outside in the trees.

[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. ]

[fanfictional]

[ this is honestly pretty familiar to her, so she will happily share her space. brings the blanket up and over izutsumi. ]

Comfy?

[nyas]

I guess. It'll do.

[ the cat way of thinking This is Enough For Now. ]

[fanfictional]

Feel free to let me know how to make it comfier for you.

[ she will just go back to reading/writing, not making much noise or moving a whole lot. ]

[nyas]

I don't need anything. Just sleep as you normally do.

[ in which she will do what she wants to do, tucking and curling up. this will be scored by the morning. ]

[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. ]

[tactic]

[ WELL NOW HE IS FULLY AWAKE

He yanks back his arm with a grunt, sleepy eyes landing on the TRAITOR in HIS loft. ]

Izutsumi...? [ sleepy mumbles as he prods her with a knee ] Did you just bite me?

[nyas]

[ what do you mean HIS loft. it's OUR loft, COMRADE. ]

You were petting me! [ biting and petting is truly the same level to be distraught about. squirms at the prod but she is not being chased off just yet, just moves to get more comfortable. she needs the Body Heat. ] Who pets in their sleep like that.

[tactic]

[ HE IS SO TIRED... HE MIGHT BE DRIFTING BACK TO SLEEP ]

I thought you were one of my cats...

[nyas]

You tall-men and your pet cats...

[ INSULTED TO BE COMPARED TO A PET.... but she makes herself comfortable again, eepy time. ]

[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. ]

[trashprince]

[ gotta earn those scratches, i guess, so the initial flail and yowl does nothing. he's in dreamland, baby! starts snuggling. ]

[nyas]

[ the most horrible timeline, with no escape and the feeling of being Trapped she will absolutely resort to scratching. FREE HER, FIEND. ]

[trashprince]

What--!

[ he releases his assailant, one hand reaching for his trusty bat which has fortunately rolled outside of immediate grabbing range. no early (and quite unjust!) murders this game! ]

What's happening--!

[nyas]

[ jabs a finger at him ]

You hug too hard!! It's suffocating! Feels awful!