bluesclues | WEEK ZERO: WELCOME INTRO

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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[ Wow. ]

I didn't say anything about my hair. It's for this.

[ Lifting the box. ]

[ Dazai should still get a haircut; the offer will stand the entire game. But Ayabe walks closer and bends over to take a look at the box. ]

What's that? If it's not yours, don't mess with it.

[ It does have a name on it, and he'll see there's two more like it on the bed beside Dazai. ]

It does have my name on it.

[ He is turning it away from the other so he can't really verify the name. ]

Did you need something?

[ Mmhm, so he'll just take Dazai's word for it, okay. ]

You were the one who called out to me in the first place.

[ He holds his hand out for the box. ]

Can I take a look at it?

I did because you were sticking your head into my room.

[ r u a peeper ]

How do I know you'll give it back?

[ He's claiming these boxes just like he's claimed this bed. ]

According to the plate by the door, it's my room too. My name is Reito Ayabe, and I promise I will give it back.

[ That's all he can give, his name and his word. His hand remains outstretched. ]

[ Looks at him. Looks at box.

...

Puts box behind him to make sure he doesn't see the name on it. Just going to grab the one with Osamu Dazai written on it and hand it over. ]

I call dibs on the bed.

[ WAS THAT NOT HIS BOX IN THE FIRST PLACE Dazai please

Ayabe takes the box and reads the name but now he's going to assume the third person in their room is Dazai and this guy is Ken, and then be mad about it later when he learns otherwise. ]

There's no need to call dibs on something large enough to share.

[ It's a big bed, and to prove that point, he does up to an empty spot to sit down on the edge of the mattress while turning the box over in his hands, looking for a seam or key hole or whatever. ]

[ look it's better to mess with someone else's box first in case you break it? ]

Sharing would be a problem.

[ Pulling on his sleeves to show the bandages keep on going. ]

I'm still recovering after all.

[ If he breaks it he gets what's inside so it's the same thing???

Unfortunately for himself, Ayabe immediately looks Concerned, almost reaching forward to touch Dazai's arm but stopping himself before he actually does so. ]

What happened? Are those burns underneath the bandages?

[ WHOA. Dazai's eyes widen for a moment, before he scoots away from the other. ]

I was in a fight recently. It's nothing to worry about.

If it's bad enough that it hurts to be touched, then that's worrisome. Go lie down and don't move- you shouldn't be fiddling around with something like this when you're injured.

[ You are now on bed arrest, Dazai. ]

Don't move isn't in my dictionary.

[ He's not even going to lie down. Just going to pick up another box to look at. ]

[ He wants to poke at Dazai's arm again just to herd him towards the bed but he does not. It's a plan he will keep in his back pocket, though. ]

You don't need a dictionary, because I'll tell you what it means. It means you should take it easy if you're injured. If you try to power through something and hurt yourself further, you'll only have yourself to blame.

I am suddenly deaf and can't hear you.

[ What if he reaches over and gently tugs at Dazai's earlobe ]

Can you hear me now?

Hey! What are you doing?

[ And look, there's an actual emotional response because ??? WHAT ]

Stopping you from ignoring me. I'm worried about your arm, alright? If you tell me about what's wrong and can say you're tending to the injuries alright, that would put my mind at ease and I won't bother you about it anymore.

[ If he continues to dodge the issue, of course Ayabe won't drop it? He'll just be more annoying. Dazai should just make something reasonable up and get him to back off. ]

[ He has a paper that says he can do whatever he wants. He wrote it himself. ]

You'll have to trust I know how to take care of myself.

[ Since he's not going to share sorry ]

Can I trust you won't get into any more fights that ends with you looking like this?

[ Weaklings shouldn't fight if they just get their asses handed to them. ]

[ ... ... ... ]

Does it count if I look like this to begin with?

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