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

[oathic]

CLOSED TO BRILITH — after waking up

[though tbh since it's right after they wake up, everyone can see this dude in a red suit and swirly glasses (the mods didn't say i couldn't have them) just

launch himself over the table as he rushes over to a familiar face.]

Brilith!

AROUND — later

[hello... babo kim is approaching you. he looks friendly, at least! though the fact that you can't see his eyes clearly might not be great.]

Hey... do you know who Mammon or Missile are? Or where I can find them?

BALLROOM — much later

[it's been a while, so everyone's had time to explore, figure out that there's no way out, etc. so, it's basically lull time now.

you can find babo kim in the ballroom, a pile of crayons next to him. he seems to be doodling on the walls. what is he, five. anyway, the drawings are terrible because babo kim is a shitty artist but if you look closely, one of the drawings might look like... you?]

How do you like it? It looks like just like you, doesn't it?

ballroom

[constellates]

[lmao she loves it

she looks delighted, expression lighting up as she nods]

Да! That is Anya! I love it.

[oathic]

It is you! I'm glad someone else appreciates my artistic genius.

[for some reason, no one ever does?]

[constellates]

You are very good.

[is he]

Другие? Did you draw more?

[oathic]

They call me Art Kim, you know.

[do they]

I'm trying to go through everyone here, unless you have another idea.

[infire]

[ JKSDGJTRH

she's never really had the reflexes to avoid him, but she does try to back up in surprise! ]

Ag- Babo Kim?! You're here, too?

[ WITH THE SWIRLY GLASSES? ]

[oathic]

[guess what i'm already moving this to a pc]

around-later

[mammoney]

Yeah, Mammon? That's me! The GREAT Mammon himself! What's up?

[SAYS THAT LIKE. SO CASUALLY WITHOUT ANY CONSIDERATION FOR WHAT INTENTION THIS GUY MIGHT HAVE]

[oathic]

[oh






places his hands on mammon's shoulders]

I see. So you're Mammon, huh?

[mammoney]

[He just smiles REAL wide, because yay!! Someone recognized him!!]

Thaaaaaaaat's me! The one and only!

[pictures taken seconds from disaster]

ballroom

[survivaltricks]

It's brilliant.

[NO AKIRA DON'T ENCOURAGE THIS BEHAVIOR]

Do you take requests? Commissions?

[oathic]

Of course! Name it.

[survivaltricks]

Draw yourself.

[oh]

Every artist should try a self-portrait.

ballroom

[seasiren]

... It appears I didn't offer you my good side during your artistic endeavors.

[Hmmmaslkdjfaldsaff that is. quite the drawing Michiru is looking at. she doesn't quite laugh as that would be very rude, but her smile is wide all the same]

Though I do award points for effort.

[oathic]

You mean you don't like it...? I thought it was pretty good, myself.

[seasiren]

Hmmm.

[Granting him a look before she looks at the crayons]

Might I try to draw you? It's only fair to repay the favor.

Ballroom

[madburnout]

[Hm! Well. It is certainly A Drawing. Actually stopping to inspect this.]

. . . Why are you wasting time on this?

[oathic]

What should I be wasting my time on instead?

[madburnout]

Not this.

[Hm.]

ballroom

[kazokun]

You—-

[ A CHILD Babo Kim is a child and Ayabe looks scandalized ]

Do you have any idea how hard it is to scrub crayon off walls?!

[oathic]

Nope!

[kazokun]

It's tough, so cut that out.

[ HE WILL CONFISCATE THOSE CRAYONS MISTER ]

AROUND

[getdrekt]

Do I look like I do?

[he looks like a bitch baby]

[oathic]

Yes?

[getdrekt]

No!

[ugh]

Go ask someone else.