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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asch

[disreguarded]

[ from here! ]

[ She'll take the punch with an oof, but she's really used to being knocked around. In fact, she's not even really opposed to leaving, but she also needs to prove a point, which means she's going to grab him in return. And aim a knee directly into his stomach. Into his crotch, if she can manage, but honestly she just wants to knock the wind out of him in general. ]

[getdrekt]

[And because that's super funny, the knee finds its target exactly, and slams directly into Asch's Kimlasca-Lanvaldear-grown peas and carrots.

There goes the wind. There's a sound, a clear hiss of pained air escaping between gritted teeth. He's really seeing the whole fireworks show tonight.

The fight's not completely gone out of him—to his credit, he manages to execute a right hook aimed at her temple, or at least the side of her face, but all things considered, there's a very reasonable chance it doesn't hit its mark.]

You...!

[Whether his punch connects or not, he's nearly doubled over in pain.]

Get... get out, damn you!

[disreguarded]

[ hah. She wins - or at least, she considers this a win. He does get her but the angle's weird - it hurts, but it won't leave a bruise or anything, which is a shame because man does she like her bruises. But he's doubled over, and she has absolutely not sympathy. ]

Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way out. Enjoy that. [ She huffs at him, and she'll head out of his room, slamming the door behind her. ]

[getdrekt]

[oh he's enjoying alright

you ever seen a shrimp when they get fried and they just curl up in the same place

it's sort of incredible he hasn't fallen over

after some time, he slowly, slowly unwinds, and totters to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.]