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

[disreguarded]

i.

[ Still sitting in her chair, Beauregard has not bothered to say hello to anybody or freak out or do anything quite yet. It's fine, she's used to weird shit like this, and she's a little worried that she can't see any of her friends, but the search will come later. She's dressed in a three-piece suit, with her hair down. Or - well, she is for about two seconds because she's absolutely just tearing the sleeves off of her jacket and the dress shirt underneath. What. Don't look at her. No, seriously: ]

The fuck are you looking at? Mind your business. [ She says, using one of the strips of now destroyed jacket in order to tie her hair up into her signature bun. ]

ii.

[ Catch her in the library because she's definitely going to be researching where she is and what this is. In fact, she's going to rope you into this, c'mere - ]

Hey - hey, hey, look at this. These books, do any of these look familiar to you?

iii.

[ Upstairs, near her room, holding a tiny bottle of booze in one hand and squinting at the plaque on the wall: ]

Who the fuck is Phoenix Wright?

ii

[oathic]

[is this the face of an intellectual

which is to say he shakes his head.]

Nope!

[disreguarded]

[ A long pause. ]

Huh. [ And then she goes back to reading, just standing there in front of him and ignoring him as she reads. How to polite conversation. ]

[oathic]

[it's fine, babo kim is nosy enough for everyone.]

What are they about?

[disreguarded]

I mean, this one's about two ladies who build - cars? Am I saying that right? [ She shoves that book into Babo Kim's hands. ] And then this one is about a guy and a girl but one's a wizard and the other's a warlock and they keep arguing about the girl's patron, who has like way more tentacles than necessary --

[ yes, these are all erotic novels ]

[slobjection]

[ hello he's here! ]

That would be me.

[ he looks like a fucking disaster. ]

Are you the lucky roommate, then?

[disreguarded]

[ what in the GODDAMN HELL is that suit ]

Guess so. [ She looks him up and down, unimpressed. Her sleeves are missing off her suit, so it's not like she has any room to judge, but w/e. ]

Not that I plan on sticking around long enough to be stuck in a room, but hey. I guess.

[slobjection]

[ the essence of his being. he seems to be very laid back about the whole thing, just completely chill. it's weird. ]

Oh? Have you found a way out already?

[ everyone else has just been bouncing. ]

[disreguarded]

[ Beau's pretty chill too, but this isn't... the first time she's been in jail of sorts? Hm. She takes a swig from her booze. What is it? Who knows. ]

No, but I will. [ rip to the rest of the game but i'm different ]

ii

[seasiren]

[Hm, well, Michiru had collected a small stack of books herself, but she beseeches to the other woman's demands without complaint, her heels clicking on their way over]

-- A few of them, yes. Though just as many are unfamiliar to me.

[disreguarded]

Yeah, same. I recognize a few of these but there's some things that I don't have. Like - cars. [ She waves a book with a big truck on the front. ] So I guess we're not in Exandria.

[seasiren]

Ah, I see. Is that the world you're from then?

[Well, seeing as they're having a conversation, Michiru will find a seat and make herself comfortable in it, placing down her burdens on a nearby table]

I'm from a place called Earth.

[disreguarded]

Yeah, that's where I'm from. [ Beau goes ahead and climbs up onto the closest table to sit on instead of a chair like some sort of gremlin. ] Earth, huh? What's it like?

i.

[madburnout]

[Listen, he's equally destroyed his fancy outfit, on account of the extremely public fight. Tearing up the suit is nothing but Valid in the Lio Book. He recoils only slightly when he's snapped at though, narrowing a look back.]

I don't care what you do with your clothes.

[disreguarded]

[ She wrinkles her nose, making sure her hair is tightly in place. ]

Good, 'cause I wouldn't give a shit if you did. [ A beat. ] Man, who won the fight? You or the other kid?

[ "kid" beau you're like a year older than either of them ]

[madburnout]

[This place is full of 15 year olds and he's being called a kid. That's just insulting.]

I am not a child. I don't know why I have to keep stating this.

[and]

No one won. It simply ended.

[kinda sounds like something that someone who lost would say]

[disreguarded]

You look like one. [ She says, raising her eyebrows. ] It's the -- [ She gestures at his hair. Sorry bud. ]

But yeah, sounds like you got your ass kicked. I'm not gonna say like, don't pick a fight, because I'm not your mom, so whatever. But why'd you pick one? You got beef with that guy?

[ nosy af ]

i

[brokethefirst]

[She's also been quietly glued to her chair, looking a little lost and dazed. The sound of ripping fabric grabs her attention, and it isn't until Beau speaks up that Luna realizes she's been staring.]

O-oh, um...

[She sputters a bit and looks down at her hands]

That.. That just seemed a little drastic, doesn't it? I thought you looked very nice.

[disreguarded]

[ Sorry, Luna. Beau grumbles something under her breath and then - flexes? She flexes. She's got fucking muscles for days. ]

Yeah, I know, but I can't move if I got all that fabric on me. Plus I hate fancy shit anyway.

[brokethefirst]

I'd be surprised if whoever brought us here expected us to be moving a lot with what they've given us to wear... though I suppose it isn't out of the question for someone to be, um... cruel like that.

Maybe they have our normal clothes locked away somewhere else...?

i.

[burningrescue]

No problem!

[He doesn't seem offended when she tells him to mind his business, and goes back to blowing out candles until she's done. But then he chimes in - ]

I was just trying to say, I'm not using this anymore if you wanted it?

[Picking up the sad untied bowtie Lio ripped off him.]

[disreguarded]

[ Oh, hey, a bowtie. She raises her eyebrows, and then takes it. ]

Yeah, thanks. That'll probably work better. [ She rips the strip of fabric out of her hair and starts tying up her hair with the bowtie. ] Was this yours?

[burningrescue]

Yeah. It was on me when I woke up, but I got no idea how to tie one of those.

[The front of his tux is a little messy around the collar, like someone tore it.]

ii.

[gitalong]

I'm afraid... All books look the same to me!!!

[disreguarded]

[ continued here! ]