WEEK ZERO: WELCOME INTRO

[cluedin]

WELCOME

Even from behind your eyelids, the soft glowing light can be seen as you find yourself awakening. The slow swell of strings begins, and as you struggle to open your eyes, the sound of footsteps pass you by. You soon hear three feminine voices speak in unison.

"Master Blue wishes to welcome you all. We hope you enjoy your stay!"

Light temporarily blinds you as you look around, but the source of the voices has vanished. Whomever has greeted you seems to have disappeared without warning, leaving you all alone.

The music starts up and though no orchestra is present, the song can be heard all throughout the room. Crystal chandeliers hang above your head, and the waxed wooden floor gleams brightly. Floor to ceiling windows cover the back wall and a night sky full of stars twinkle back at you. The wall next to it, however, is covered by a thick crimson curtain. Those who attempt to move it will find they have little luck in their endeavor, but there are more pressing matters at hand.

Looking down you'll come to notice that you're wearing clothes that certainly aren't what you were previously wearing. You, and the guests around you, have been dressed appropriately in formal attire properly fitted for each individual.

Oh. That's right. Didn't we mention the other guests? Seated to your left, right, and across from you at the long banquet table are other people just like you. Perhaps it's a friend you know, though don't be surprised if it's a complete stranger. Each individual holds a blue and silver invitation with their name scrawled upon it, and a message to follow.

"Please respond to Master Blue's invitation at least one week prior to the event to secure your seat and accommodations.

This dinner is guaranteed to be an event to die for."

Strange, isn't it?

But rest assured! Nothing is stopping you from leaving the ballroom and exploring the other rooms of Master Blue's home. After all, you're an honored guest! It's with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that you're welcomed here tonight. Really, what's your hurry? It's not as though the front door will open for you. Don't bother with the windows either. They've all been locked tight to ensure you're all nice and cozy for your stay.

If you look under your seat, you'll find a special gift bag with your name on it. Opening these bags will reveal the following:

-A small spiral notebook
-A crayon in a specific shade of blue
-Three different candles
-A brass key (Design May Vary.)
-This cute toy

A welcome gift from the Master, of course.

Take some time to admire the decor, if you will. The house has been decorated for this special holiday with chains of paper hearts, miniature golden cupid statues, and confetti that rains down from the ceiling on occasion. Perhaps you'll get lucky tonight with love in the air, especially since Cupid's arrow seems to aim for you no matter where you go. For those of you who don't wish to partake in the lavish feast spread out in the ballroom, you're in luck. Boxes of chocolate and bowls of candy hearts can be found for all your snacking needs.

As the unseen orchestra plays on, it seems as though you've no choice but to get to know your fellow guests and make yourselves comfortable. Perhaps if you wait long enough, someone will come to greet you.

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Comments

[kazokun]

I guess if you're rich, you can hire somebody to cook and clean for you, but most families aren't like that. It's a waste of money, and you never learn how to do anything yourself.

[ You get dumped into a place where you act like you've never seen a fridge before and you look like a fool. ]

[goldpeony]

It’s their job. [Wow, the rich kid does not understand?] They would be poor and destitute without work if they weren’t servants.

[STOP]

It’s not hard to know how to cook something on a fire to survive! Anyone who can’t do that at least should just die.

[kazokun]

[ DESTITUTE

I/Ayabe cannot believe this ]

So you know how to cook, that's great. Take these eggs and whisk them for me while I cook the meat.

[goldpeony]

[listen here it's my turn to place a moron]

I--! [His face is instantly insulted. He turns a repulsed glance to the carton of eggs, as if they had killed his family, as if this were--wow!--servant's work.] Fine! [It's not like he can just show he doesn't know what the fuck he's doing. HIS PRIDE.

After finding a bowl, he begrudgingly starts cracking eggs. Kind of badly; not shells-all-in bad, but having to figure out how to not hit them so hard they splatter. He doesn't know what the fuck an actual whisk is, so he tries to find what he does: chopsticks. Hm. Are there any?

The closest thing he finds are two washable metal straws. He holds them like chopsticks, looking very ??? about the bend ends. And whisks.]

[kazokun]

[ Maybe Jin Ling's fancy organic countryside chicken eggs have thicker shells or something, Ayabe won't judge the mess and he'll give Jin Ling the benefit of the doubt. Chopsticks to whisk eggs are the way to go, after all. I use them so I only have to wash one thing, and can use them to eat later too.

AND THEN THEY MAKE HAMBURGER with whatever recipe doesn't involve onions or dog-killing spices. Egg, milk, breadcrumbs, meat, etc etc there's sauce involved, I don't know anything about cooking but Ayabe does, so it turns out well. ]

[goldpeony]

[stop making me do all the work card

dis the overflow if you wanna keep going!]