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

[recrypt]

You know what I mean. Was it actual literature or important nonfiction, or was our vandal considerate enough to keep the damage, to, say, dime a dozen romance novels?

[voidbreaker]

Does it matter? It's still a book. Whether it's good or not doesn't mean you can just tear it to shreds.

[recrypt]

It's already happened, so I just wanted to see if there was a definite damage report of what kind of information was lost.

Then see who here might have really hated whatever books in particular it was they tore up so that you can impress on them the importance of changing their ways~

[voidbreaker]

Start with the people who keep starting shit and go from there.

[recrypt]

Hey, you're the one who asked who did it. But we all know it was either the grumpy redhead or the arsonist, right?

[voidbreaker]

Probably.

...

Books burn, after all.

[recrypt]

[ gestures vaguely at the fireplace. ]

So does wood, and it's not like we have a shortage of it in the furniture here.

[voidbreaker]

Yeah, look, don't say it too loud or we're gonna wake up to find the Gooseberry set the whole damn place on fire just for the hell of it.

[recrypt]

Maybe it'll finally get us outside. ♪

Knowing how things have gone so far, though, we'd probably just burn the place down only to be stuck inside a giant smoke-filled bubble after.

[voidbreaker]

... yeah. Yeah, we probably would. Getting gassed to death because someone’s having a temper tantrum isn’t my idea of a good time.

[recrypt]

Unfortunately, there seem to be more than a few people here who might need others to clean up their messes.

[voidbreaker]

[ He shrugs. ]

I'll clean up after people if I feel like it's worth it.

[recrypt]

Now, when did I ever imply that you'd be the one doing it?

[voidbreaker]

When I imply anything here was worth it?

[recrypt]

Won't you be glad to hear that I wasn't talking about you, then. ♪ Other people here seem to have started attempting to pick up the slack, judging by the commotion now.

[ of course how successful they are is a little, hm ]

[voidbreaker]

Good luck to them.

[ There is nothing sincere about his tone. ]

Sounds like too much work.