WEEK ZERO WELCOME MINGLE - OVERFLOW, YOU MONSTERS

[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

[photorealism]

[ wtf ]

Don't shout at me.

[burningrescue]

Well, don't accuse a firefighter of setting a fire!

[Anyway, he's not that mad. Shouting is just how he communicates.]

[photorealism]

That's why you're worried? I believe we have bigger things to worry about than a house fire.

[ good thing he didn't say he thought it was a good idea out loud... ]

[burningrescue]

That's where you're wrong. We're locked in here with no windows or open doors and only one fire extinguisher! Now imagine this place goes up - we're sunk!

[photorealism]

Alternatively, we burn ourselves an exit.

[ he shrugs lightly. just saying!! ]

[burningrescue]

Uh-uh. That's not gonna work. You'd fill this place up with smoke before you managed to burn through a wall, and the doors and windows are made of some kinda ultra indestructible material.

[photorealism]

So I've noticed. Nothing in this place wants to break.

[ in the end, Galo is right about the fires, though, and fortunately, Stefano wasn't planning on trying it anyway. ]

A perfect little pen to hold the cattle. I can only wonder when we'll be sent to the slaughterhouse.

[burningrescue]

[Yeesh.]

You really think so? I mean, I already was in - well, I'm not a cattle, but I was in a bad spot. And they busted me out and brought me here instead. It can't all be bad, right?

[photorealism]

You were in jail? A firefighter?

[ judging by his tone, this is an unexpected development. ]

[burningrescue]

Uh. Yeah. Not jail jail, where the police arrest you and you have a trial and all that. More like a secret prison?

[This doesn't make it sound better.]

[photorealism]

[ he gives Galo a look that says "no, that doesn't sound any better at all." ]

Don't tell me that you're also a terrorist.

[ why are all these people gathered here. this is a recipe for disaster. ]

[burningrescue]

No! I'm no terrorist.

[Immediately defensive.]

I pissed off somebody pretty important, that's all.