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

[constellates]

Soon they won't have anything left...

[pEOPLE KEEP BREAKING OR STEALING THEIR STUFF

she sounds a little sad for them]

[oathic]

It should be fine, right? Evidently, extravagance is no issue for them, so they can probably replace everything easily enough.

[constellates]

Maybe... Смешение. It is confusing. I do not know why we were brought here...

[but she'll keep drawing - in a way. it looks like she's more like... mapping out constellations, actually]

[oathic]

It really is! Makes my head hurt.

[he peers over.]

Stars, huh?

[constellates]

[she nods!!]

Do you know these stars?

[SHE'S STARTED WITH SOME PRETTY RECOGNIZABLE ONES - big dipper, little dipper,, she wrote 'Polaris' in English at least to designate the north star]

[oathic]

[unfortunately, he is definitely not from a universe where the milky way exists, so]

Sorry, can't say I do.

[constellates]

Eh...?

[she looks even more surprised at that]

За пределами? Do you know the stars outside?

[oathic]

[he shakes his head!]

[constellates]

[ :'(

she

looks so disappointed for a moment, letting her forehead rest on the wall, making a frustrated noise]

Mmn... Whose stars are these....

[oathic]

Well... if no one recognizes them, then look at this way: maybe you're one of the first people to ever see them!

[constellates]

[ . . . . . honestly it takes juuust a little longer for her to work out of her funk, but she can tell he's trying to be positive!

so!]

... you are a nice person.

[oathic]

Am I?

[constellates]

[she nods]

Да... I think so.

To say something kind in a confusing situation... it is nice.

[oathic]

Well, we're all in this confusing situation together, aren't we?

[constellates]

We are... but it does not stop people from fighting.

[like

there's so many gremlins here]

[oathic]

Ha... that's probably inevitable too.

[constellates]

... hm...

[she doesn't look convinced but what she says is]

Maybe...

[oathic]

You seem like a good girl, so maybe it's hard for you to understand... but when tensions are running high, it's pretty normal for fists to start flying.

But hey, maybe it'll be a good bonding activity for them.

[constellates]

[she seems thoughtful for a little bit at that before nodding slowly]

A heart to heart fight...?

[she's seen those on tv]

[oathic]

Yeah! Some people understand each other better after fighting, and all that.

[constellates]

[hmmmmmm]

... I hope they understand each other soon.

[so they break less things and fewer items are on fire]

[oathic]

Maybe if you scolded them, they'd listen?

[cute girls are harder to ignore than a bum like him.]

[constellates]

Hm...? Me? But I do not speak good enough to be heard...

[anya can be opinionated but she's not the type to make announcements or say a lot which means i'll never have to do catherding in trials literally ever]

[oathic]

What do you mean? We've been conversing just fine.

[constellates]

[bye captcha]