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

[kazokun]

i.
[ Ayabe is wearing this, because it's fancy but also hideous and I laughed when I first saw it. The first thing he does when he come to is to tear the hat and glasses off his head, undo the cape, and slide the rings off his fingers, god. He can't just throw everything onto the ground, though, so the assessories get tossed into the hat and the cap neatly folded to stuff over that, and now he's forced to walk around with this stupid hat looking for a trash can. ]

ii. closed to first person
[ Do you want a hat? Please take his hat, it's ugly. ]

iii.
[ All this confetti is driving him crazy, and his sole mission for the rest of the day is to search every single room for a broom. Where do you keep brooms? There's nothing of the sort anywhere, not in the kitchen or the library or the study, and the longer he wanders back and forth in this place, the more worn down he looks, collar loosened and breathing labored.

It's been like ten minutes.

Ten minutes, and he can't breathe, coughing into his elbow and looking around for the windows or the front door. What if! he just dies here!! week 0 day 1, sitting on the stairwell between the two floors blocking the way. ]

ii

[mammoney]

[Mammon is just going to react with a very confused blink and just brandish the ugly thing back into his face.]

Hey! What're you giving me this for, huh?

[kazokun]

[ Ayabe SIGHS and takes it back, because otherwise it'll fall onto the ground and spill out everywhere and everybody's going to see those ugly glasses. ]

I don't want it.

[mammoney]

[Tough luck, buddy!!]

Yeah, well, if you don't want it, you could just toss it out. Not like anyone would even care.

iii

[disreguarded]

Whoa. You good, dude?

[ Don't mind Beau, she just crouches down next to him and slap a hand on his shoulder. It's awkward because she's perched on like two levels of steps, but whatever. She's got impeccable balance. ]

[kazokun]

[ Ayabe has terrible balance and nearly tips forward, catching himself before he goes tumbling. Don't slap his shoulder???? at least hit his back. ]

Don't do that again, and I'll be fine.

[disreguarded]

Wow, excuse me for trying to help. [ She huffs. ] Seriously though, don't die. What are you even coughing for?

iii.

[survivaltricks]

[mmmm, there is a time and a place for joking, and now certainly isn't that time or place. Akira crouches next to Ayabe as he breathes heavily, concern etched on his features]

Hey. . . are you all right? Can I get you some water?

[kazokun]

[ cough cough wheeeeeze--

He at least tries to hold it in when somebody's there— it's worse when somebody's there, and he scowls to him trying to catch the breath to respond. ]

No, it won't—

[ ... ]

Yeah, water will help, actually.

[ Akira will leave for water, Ayabe gets space... ]

[survivaltricks]

[A CLEVER PLAN, AYABE. because Akira nods before pushing himself back to his feet]

I'll be right back, then.

[goodbye he's going fetch some water]

[. . .]

[and he will return about five minutes later with a glass!!]

iii

[seasiren]

[Wow don't die right in front of a lady, maybe she wanted to get to the second floor]

... Are you quite alright?

[kazokun]

[ Damn, he can't make a lady step over his corpse. It's hard to keep his breathing under control though, so all he can do is focus on calming down, keeping his lips pressed together and nodding.

He's fine. He'll be fine, etc. ]

[seasiren]

... I'm afraid you're not very convincing.

[Folding her arms with a slight sigh]

I can fetch you water, if you think it would help.

iii

[miscakes]

[Ummm, please don't die while blocking the way. People need to go to their rooms.]

... Excuse me, is everything alright?

[kazokun]

[ Akechi can gently roll him down the stairs after he expires. Which might be soon, because talking and coughing is unproductive, and Ayabe takes the moment to try and breathe instead of replying.

His chest hurts, but he knows it'll pass. ]

...I'm fine. It'll calm down eventually.

[miscakes]

[Hm. Unfortunate.]

... You'll have to forgive me for not being entirely convinced. [Kind of, uh, not looking so hot there buddy.] Is there anything I can do for you?

i

[goldpeony]

[Ayabe will have an issue with the trashcan: Jin Ling is currently in it. Not, like, standing in it, but leaned over to try to dig around here and there with the most disgusted, sour face. He's trying to keep the stupid coat over his shoulders to cover up the ridiculous bell-sleeved crop-top he came in, and he's also trying to keep his long ponytail from diving into the trash.

It seems like he's looking for something?]

[kazokun]

[ This is the first tag Google warned me is a suspicious link and it's right. ]

Hey, don't dig around in there.

[ He moves forward to grab Jin Ling's wrist and pull him away from the trash. That's gross? He feels gross touching somebody touching trash. ]

It's dirty.

[goldpeony]

[STOP GOOGLE WHAT TF]

Don't touch me. [He jerks his arm back to himself, holding it to his chest like it's been scalded, but then it relaxes when he realizes it's just... some boy, and not another woman who can Judo toss him.] I know it's dirty! You think I want to look through trash?

Someone stole something from me, and I can't find it.

i

[shortforever]

[Oh. Oh that outfit is so unfortunate.

And it's getting a snicker out of Chuuya.]

I won't complain about my clothes anymore.

[kazokun]

[ I'm going to tag your other toplevel for a XX time later, but first—-

Ayabe throws his hat at Chuuya's face. Shut up, brat. ]

joins the iii train

[brokethefirst]

[Well, Luna WAS taking her time ascending the stairs trying not to trip on her skirt, but hearing the distinct sound of someone hacking up a lung is enough to make her pause and peek over the railing.

Thankfully, going down the stairs proves far easier than going up. She'll at least give the young man a little bit of distance, given that she's approaching from behind.]

I-is everything alright?

[PLEASE DON'T BE COUGHING UP BLOOD IT'S ONLY BEEN LIKE HALF AN HOUR MAX.....]

[kazokun]

[ Thankfully, there's no blood when Ayabe turns to look at Luna. Blood will stay safely inside him until he gets stabbed at some later week. ]

Everything's fine. It's just- [ He gestures vaguely with his free hand that's not holding onto the handrail. ]

This place.

iii yet again

[burningrescue]

[This guy has probably run up and down the stairs about three times like he's looking for something making a loud ruckus and nearly bumping into Ayabe, before he notices the coughing. But he does stop when he notices that.]

Whoa! Are you choking? Do you need help?

[kazokun]

[ No sweet release of death for Ayabe this time. He's pressed up against the wall holding himself up by the handrail, and shakes his head at Galo- both for choking and for the help. If he's choking he wouldn't be able to cough, and if he asks for him, Galo looks like he can snap his ribs. ]