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

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[disreguarded]

[ Ah, cute. Beau is busy picking apart a piece of candy to try and see what's inside it when she hears the laugh. When she glances over and spots the embarrassed look, Beau just grins. ]

Yeah, sure. What's it say? Something raunchy?

[constellates]

[!! the grin manages to get anya to smile back immediately, apparently bolstered -

before the question makes her look momentarily confused]

"Raunchy"...?

[tell her what it means

i dare you]

Um, I think it is... Милый! Something cute.

[disreguarded]

[ oh she's gonna ]

Yeah, raunchy, like - something about dicks, I don't know. [ Apparently it's not, though, it's something cute. Or whatever... that word was, Beau doesn't recognize it. Beau takes the candy heart and peers at it. ]

Man, Jester would love this shit.

[constellates]

[anya blinks like she's trying to process what she means by 'dicks'







anyway]

"Jester".... A clown?

[those two are synonyms, right]

[disreguarded]

[ please don't make beau explain dicks that'd be so bad

anyway ]

Yeah - sorta. She's a trickster. You haven't seen her, have you? Little blue tiefling in a cute dress?

[constellates]

[hmmmm]

There are many cute dresses...

But I do not know what you mean by 'tiefling'?

[disreguarded]

Yeah. Yours is cute on you. [ Beau agrees. ] Wait, you... you don't? Like the horned guys and girls. With the devil tails. They kind of look like devils, actually, but Jester's way sweeter than one. She's got freckles and curly horns.

[constellates]

[wh]

Devil? Like... сказка? Fairytale?

[thAT'S WHAT SHE'S GETTING OUT OF THIS]

It sounds like something in a story... or play...

[disreguarded]

[ WELL ]

You really don't know what a tiefling is? Man. Okay, uh. I guess it doesn't matter. You'd know who I was talking about if you'd seen her. Anyway. [ She straightens her suit, which is missing the sleeves because she ripped them off. ]

You're pretty not freaked out about being dumped in a random mansion.

[constellates]

Mm... That also feels like a story or a play.

[if she's being honest,,]

Паника... To be scared will just make more people worried, yes? [like someone already proposed to anya out of panic, she's pretty sure!] So I would like to help more than I want to be afraid.

[disreguarded]

Huh. [ She's not smiling. No, what, shut up. ] Yeah, that's cool. Just not panicking makes you better than the guy who thought it was a good idea to set the curtains on fire earlier.

What's your name?

[constellates]

[she

makes a little face like she doesn't understand it, but she won't say anything rude!! even if it sort of reads on her features that she's like 'lmao???']

Анастасия. [oh - she says it again, this time more slowly and with more distinguished syllables] Anastasia... What is your name?

[disreguarded]

[ thank god she repeats it because Beau was floundering there for a second. ]

Beau. Beauregard, I guess, but Beau's fine. Nice to meet you. [ And if Anya lets her, Beau will gently take her hand and kiss the back of it in a very gentlemanly fashion. ]

[constellates]

[THAT'S CUTE, anya is charmed and will allow it to happen! she smiles brightly in response before picking up one end of her skirts and curtsying politely]

Приятно встретить тебя.... It is nice to meet you, Beau.

You are very kind.

[disreguarded]

[ That makes her laugh, though she tries to stifle it. ]

Hah, fuck. That's the first time anybody's said that about me. [ Beau says, almost ruefully. ] You keep uh - you're talking in a language I can't understand. What is that?

[constellates]

Oh.... It is Russian.

[she tilts her head]

Is it hard to understand...? The thoughts in my head... They are in Russian first. So I will have to make my words out loud match, but I hope that it does not seem too... Mm...

Cтранный? Too strange...

[don't think she's weird!! she is self-conscious....]

[disreguarded]

[ what is russian, is that an elven dialect ]

Nah, it's not strange. Just different. [ which fits beau to a t so she's fine with it. ] I've just never heard it before. And I know a lot of languages.

[constellates]

[oh!! she seems to perk up at that, suddenly very interested]

You do? Which?

[disreguarded]

[ prepare to be disappointed ]

Uhh, let's see. Common, Halfling, Elvish, Deep Speech, Dwarvish, Undercommon... I wanna learn Celestial and Infernal, but I've been busy.

[constellates]

[how the fUCK IS SHE SUPPOSED TO BE DISAPPOINTED WITH THAT

HER EYES ARE SHINING

SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE'S MEETING HER LIFELONG HERO]

Впечатляет! Beau is very cool! Like a hero out of stories...!!

[disreguarded]

[ omfg don't call her cool her heart can't take it ]

Aw, I'm - nah. [ She sort of laughs, embarrassed, shrugging her shoulders, rubbing at the back of her neck. ] Nothing like that. Just a language nerd, I guess.

Besides, you know one I don't.

[constellates]

[beau is VERY NICE and VERY COOL and anya will never be convinced otherwise]

Учат! I will teach you - if you want to learn. It would make me very happy.

[she's so shameless]

But please teach Anya one too.

[disreguarded]

Yeah, sure. [ Anya gains +1 approval with Beau. ] Which one? You got a preference? We can trade words.

[constellates]

Any! All!

[tERRIBLE SHE'S SO SHAMELESS ABOUT WANTING TO LEARN but at least she'll temper it back]

Любимый? Do you have a favorite?

[disreguarded]

[ NO IT'S CUTE WTF beau loves anybody who likes to learn ]

Man - Halfling's pretty fun? Dwarvish is probably closest to what you're speaking, I think. Either one, I'm fluent in both.