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bluesclues2020-02-15 10:15 pm
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WEEK ZERO WELCOME MINGLE - OVERFLOW, YOU MONSTERS
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."
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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issac
Yeah, polymorph. Caleb uses it to turn into a big eagle sometimes.
Actually you're the first person to not be like offended that I called you one, here. You have those where you're from?
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[ It's supposed to be A Secret, but fuck it, he's not in Mayview and Mr. Spender can't tell him what to do. ]
I'm a spirit medium, actually. I was trying to use my powers. Reflex, I guess.
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[ hahahaha what kind of question is that
isabel and this person would absolutely get along, he thinks. ]
Ghosts aren't usually the problem so much as spirits, actually. But yeah, a spectral can physically interact with a ghost or spirit, though it's usually better to either channel your spectral energy or fight it with spirit powers. You aren't going to get very far punching most spirits.
[
unless you're isabel and you punch everything. ]
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That's what you think. I punched a ghost to death - redeath? Like a few months ago. [ And she blows her fists off like one might blow a smoking pistol. ]
That's cool, though. I don't know a lot of people who actually fight ghosts. My one friend talks to them sometimes, but it's more corpses than ghosts.
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[ ........ she called him cool. Isaac tries and fails not to look a little pleased. ]
What, like, zombies? Or are they hanging around near where the person died so they can talk to the ghost left behind?
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I just can punch ghosts because I've got training.
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Heh, that sounds familiar. What sort of training?
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[ But his tone and the way he tilts his head suggests he wants to hear about it. ]
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We're a big organization of people who root out corruption. You have some big kingdom, or an academy full of wizards, and we police them to make sure they're not hiding truths or screwing over the little people.
I'd say don't tell anybody but it doesn't really matter here, honestly.
1/2
Isaac honestly looks totally enthralled. ]
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Yeah, my thing is kind of similar. We're supposed to keep ghosts and spirits and general spectral stuff a secret so the government doesn't come and, I don't know, dissect us or something. But like you said, it doesn't really matter too much here.
You're kind of like ... I dunno, like a hero or something. That's cool.
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Hah. [ She says, rubbing her face a bit. ] I'm - I'm not, but thanks. [ Not a hero, or at least, she doesn't think so. ] You've got just as much of a secret organization thing going on too.
oh shit i lost this, so sorry!
... actually, not really. I mean, we keep secrets, but the whole secret organization is ... I'm not part of it.
[ he sounds Mega Bitter. ]
Honestly, your thing sounds way better. More important, and you're ... actually included.
you're fine don't worry!!!
ps i absolutely adore these two
[ He's far more prepared for it this time, at least insofar as knowing he can't use his powers. In a smooth motion he sidesteps and launches the book straight up into the air with a sharp kick. ]
WHAT THE HECK WAS--
[ catches the book as it comes back down ]
--THAT FOR?!
SAME?? wtf they're great
For the self-pity I could smell on you, man. [ She says, making a face at him. ] I'm sure you're fuckin' great. Don't call yourself not important. Especially after you just dodged that book like it was nothing.
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his mouth works as he tries to figure out what to say, his gaze locked on the floor. ]
... that's--
[ a pause, and he rubs the back of his neck. ]
I mean, it's not me who decided--I don't even know why they leave me out of everything! All I wanted was just to belong, but they obviously want nothing to do with me and they all hate me, so...
... it's not me who decided I didn't matter.
[ yeah, this hit a real sore spot suddenly. ]
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Other people will. Eventually. You just gotta make it through.