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

[soba]

There's a pool table. Maybe we can turn the sticks into something that can reach?

[constellates]

Oh, good idea! Умная! You are a clever person...

[shE EASILY GOES WITH IT]

Cвязать... To find something to tie them together...

[soba]

We can look around... I guess...

[ why are they doing this again... ]

[constellates]

[she tilts her head]

Do you not want to...?

Побег? Do you wish to um... get out?

[soba]

What kind of question is that? Of course I want to get out.

[ he was BUSY doing THINGS ]

[constellates]

[she nods! she understood that part

but]

Then why "I guess"....? I did not understand... Sorry.

[soba]

You don't want to go look for a way out with someone else?

[ he hit you with a chair ]

[constellates]

Oh...

[her expression falls a bit at that]

I am sorry to not speak clearly...

[she must be hard to communicate with, is what she's thinking. it must be difficult to put up with...]

[soba]

[ slfjgjsdlsd ]

I hit you with a chair!!

[constellates]

Mm... It did hurt.

[but also like,]

Cлучай...? Was it on purpose?

[soba]

No. I didn't even know you were there.

But normally people don't want to tag along after that happens.

[constellates]

Апология? If you feel guilty, then you can say 'Sorry' and I will say 'It is okay. Thank you for saying sorry'.

[SIMPLE]

But I am not mad, because it was an accident.

[she's not horribly injured given that she's still walking around so she'll deal with the bruise and move on]

[soba]

... my bad.

[ that's

as much as he will manage for now. ]

[constellates]

[she nods! because apparently she understands easily enough, and seems pleased to receive an apology she didn't think she'd get, expression softening]

It is okay. Thank you for saying sorry.

[PLAIN AND SIMPLE and then she's wandering off to another room - maybe the study??]

Maybe there is лента... tape this way...

[soba]

[ he just trails after her.... dumb... ]

... or anything else that could do the same job.

[constellates]

Does... Mm...

[she's trying to figure out how to say this. she makes another gesture indicating a long, thin stick]

The tip of the cue... Could they... Предохранитель? How do you say... melt together? Or wood only?

[soba]

I've never tried.

But that area is pretty small compared to the rest of the stick, so even if you could melt it, you wouldn't have much room to work with.

[constellates]

[they are discussing this way too seriously]

To melt and cool... Maybe it could work to put it together - but it might not be stable...

[not to mention,,]

Пожары... More fires might make people [galo] nervous.

[soba]

Eh? A fire isn't the worst thing that could happen...

Maybe there's glue?

[constellates]

Some people are not being safe with it...

[she didn't see it but apparently people are really into arson!!!]

Glue would help... Gum? Важно! Something sticky.

[ . . . and even though she's the one who suggested it the more she thinks about the gum idea, the more grossed out she looks]

[soba]

That's... a lot of gum to chew...

[ he's vetoing that idea it's too much work ]

[constellates]

[she nods]

Валовой. Very gross.

Your ideas are better.

[iT'S BECAUSE SHE SUGGESTS WHATEVER COMES TO MIND EVEN IF IT'S FOOLISH]

[soba]

Yup.

[ he just immediately agrees ]

We'll look through all the drawers.

[constellates]

Aye aye!

[and she will actually do a very sharp and well-executed salute once they get into the room





and then realize - ]

Oh. Меня зовут Аня. My name is Anya.... You are?

[soba]

Huh? Oh.

[ ... ]

Kuji Toi.