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

Chuuya's overflow

[shortforever]

[You can still respond to his top-level or him yelling over Dazai's 'title'.]

[shortforever]

[from here]

Maybe 'Master Blue' just likes dogs.

[recrypt]

So, a literal dog, a dog of the mafia... Perhaps you could describe some of those here as dogs of the military?

[ at least one person's from a military school, okay. ]

[shortforever]

Just how many military personnel are here anyway?

[He won't argue with mafia dogs tho, it fits both him and Dazai.]

[recrypt]

Depends on whatever a 'God-General' is. Maybe it's a title from one of those fringe theocracies?

[shortforever]

[from here]

No, the dog is fine.

[Missile is Best Dog okok]

My point is, how did a dog accept an invitation to all of this?

[hamaoned]

Maybe they accepted it for their master and they were brought here in their place?

[ this doesn't really explain things further but look. there's only so much logic that anyone could possibly use. ]

[shortforever]

Like, they took it in from the mailbox or something?

[Actually that would make more sense than a dog accepting an invite on their own.]

[hamaoned]

[ he gives a little nod. ]

Maybe. It wouldn't be hard to train a dog to do something like that.

[shortforever]

[from here]

You gotta start somewhere, brat. Don't worry, I'll get more creative once I find spray paint or something.

[shortfornow]

Wow. I can hardly wait to see how creative you can be.

[ Tone is flat. ]

[shortforever]

I got some pens too, you should see what I can do with those.

[shortforever]

[from here]

I don't see any cops here to arrest me.

[voidbreaker]

Piss off the owner of the house and they might call them.

[shortforever]

But then we can tell the cops we got locked in here, so it feels like a win/win to me.

[shortforever]

[from here]

[He'll grab one each of black, blue, and red. Might as well start with an expected color palette.]

Heh, thanks. This'll make it much easier.

[kazokun]

[ What color is Ayabe's face stars ]

Sure... What'd the kid do to you, anyways? Kick your shins?

[ I guess at this point on day 1, Dazai's got him believing his name is Ken, and so the other little kid they share a room with must be Dazai. ]

[shortforever]

[Editing again because I forgot what I meant to edit in: face-stars are blue.]

He'd probably do that if he thought he could get away with it. But no, that asshole dragged me into his business and then tricked all of my friends into thinking I abandoned them.

And then he stabbed me.

[Technically it wasn't Dazai specifically who did the stabbing, but Dazai was the one who convinced the other kid to do the stabbing, so it totally counts.

Also he totally doesn't know Dazai's misdirection here, so have fun imagining Ken did all of that.]

[shortforever]

[someone's got a gun]

I'm not a...wait, what? 'UMP45', like the gun?

[recrypt]

Das is correct, yes.

[shortforever]

Why are you named after a gun?

[shortforever]

[Time to disrespect the adults]

I mean, you gotta be what, 30? Depending on how old the kid is, you could totally be a dad. And not even in the 'teenage parent' way either.

[Totally glossing over the rest of Stefano's words, because age is the important part.]

[photorealism]

[ at least he doesn't seem bothered by this - in fact, he just looks more amused. ]

Oh, no, no, not that. I am old enough, true, but I lack the character for it. Children are too demanding of my time... And I must have privacy to work.

[shortforever]

Isn't that what a wife is for?

[Someone correct Chuuya he doesn't know what family relations are like.]

[shortforever]

[someone needs an adult]

[This guy definitely is...something.]

Yeah, none of us know where we are. And I already tried to kick the door in. It didn't work. We need a key.