I.

[Someone is standing like an awkward duckling in the middle of all this hustle and bustle - a tall man in his 30s, medium-length brown hair pulled back and ending in small braids. There's a noticeable bandage tied over his right forehead, something green and hard poking out on the skin underneath. Overall, he looks like somewhat unkempt nerd what with the suspenders and all. Close your shirt up, slut.]

[He really seems extremely lost here. Someone is new to murder times!!]

Am I...dreaming? What...is all of this? This...isn't the manor...

II.

[Later, the man, Luchino, can be found looking over the mouse ears with continued confusion, looking over one in his hands, which are noticable if for the fact that his nails are somewhat sharp and black, like claws. He'll address whoever is nearby.]

Um, pardon me...what purpose do these ears serve? It seems...odd to me to just emulate some animal, even for entertainment...

[please help him,]

III. wildcard

[someone tell him to button up his shirt i can't live like this anymore]