bluesclues | 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."

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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If there's a fireplace, we could use its tools.

[The way he says it suggests he has definitely smashed someone's head in with a hot poker.]

If it's still there, anyway.

[ that is a prime item to steal ]

Only one way to find out.

[He turns to pursue these excellent tools, pauses, and looks at Toi.]

Come if you want, or stay here and keep trying.

[good god that's basically approval]

I'm ready to try something different.

[ i can't believe asch is the best person here wow ]

[And they're off!!!]

The furniture is breakable. If we can't find the right tool, we can make one.

[Conversationally talking about ripping this fuckin house apart, yes.]

It'll be easier if we had our own stuff...

[ toi misses ): his stuff ): ]

Yeah. And any access to fonic manipulation is locked. I thought it was a fon slot seal, but they're completely inaccessible.

[because if they weren't, he could literally just hyperresonance them out of here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[ there's a pause ]

I don't know what that is.

[oh this stupid otherworld thing again ugh

no WAY is he explaining fonons. the entire canonical game couldn't even do it right. no.

so, he breaks it down in the simplest possible way, because Toi seems like a kid with a good head on his shoulders even if he's never seen a fonon in his life.]

Energy manipulation used for offensive and defensive combat manoeuvres.

I can destroy physical objects with energy-based attacks.

Huh. Neat.

[ and it sounds very useful.

... although... ]

I wonder how powerful this master is that people's powers can be taken away like that.

I wondered the same.

It shouldn't be possible. The amount of energy it would take to move us like that, and block our-- my fonons, it doesn't make sense.

[and logistically speaking, without fonons, he shouldn't be alive??? so????]

Well, there's a lot of things that don't really make sense...

[ like the fact that they are here at all ]

But if we keep digging we're bound to find something.

Exactly.

[anyway

here they are in the library with its fireplace and lovely set of fire-tending tools: solid metal and long-handled brush, pan, tongs, poker.

Asch nods at them, appraisingly]

Good. This can hopefully make a dent in something.

[he takes the poker.]

That's the real thing, right?

[ IT'S NOT SECRETLY PLASTIC

HE HAS NONE TRUST ]

[he looks at the poker

then back at Toi, like he's simple of mind.]

Why wouldn't it be?

I don't trust this place.

[ does he expect there to be shit here to fuck up his day? yes ]

[ok well

that's a super-fair sentiment.

he throws the poker into the fireplace, and waits.

well it ain't melting or exploding, so.

he fishes it out with the tongs BUT NOW IT'S SUPER HOT? DUMBASS????]

Oi! Don't just stick your hand in there!

[ STOP!!! ]

Stop panicking. I'm fine.

[he's

wrapping part of his fancy jacket around it

see??? nice and safe!!! like an oven mitt!!!]

We should hit it against something while's it's still hot. Any suggestions?

Probably a door knob, I think. It would most likely give us a better result than an entire door.

Front door, then. If we can break that off, we can kick it the rest of the way.

Alright. Let's go.

[ this will not work ]

[literally guaranteed not to

but here they go. marching up to the door. Asch lines up the poker, and brings it down with tremendous force--

--and it clangs off, with no damage.

There is an explosion of glitter that covers both of them.]

[ he's not sure what he expected. ]

This place sucks.

[ an understatement. ]

[Asch exhales, puffing glitter off his face.]

Agreed.

[wait]

What's your name?

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