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

[getdrekt]

No. [what the fuck is going on] They don't exist for me.

We're not from the same place.

[he's deadpanning this. GET IT NOW??????]

[kazokun]

[ That much is obvious, although Ayabe's still under the impression that Asch is from the Baltics or somewhere and that's why he calls each country by a different name, but they're all at least still from Earth. It's not too difficult to imagine people being from different countries, but at least the same planet... ]

...It doesn't matter. When all this is sorted out, I'll make sure he buys you a plane ticket back to Daath.

[getdrekt]

[There's a long look, like Ayabe's just boarded the shortest bus to most special place.

Choosing his words carefully, and biting down on the urge to absolutely explode here and now, he replies:]

What. Is a plane.

[kazokun]

[ Ayabe wants to explode right about now, but he's also had experience explaining things to little kids, so here we go, in the simplest terms possible that's not just "large metal bird" ]

It's a vehicle, like a bus, [ he has to look at Asch's expression carefully for recognition to know how more or little to explain ] that can hold a lot of people, and has wings and engines to fly through the air.

[getdrekt]

[what the fuck is a bus.

A vehicle he understands. A "thing that has wings and engines to fly through the air" is crystal clear. A flying fon machine, powered by a flight stone and hover drive—or, in this guy's jargon, a "plane".

Okay. They're either on another world completely, or far in the past or future. This was... not how he'd expected things to go. How to make that clear to this dolt?]

Where I'm from, [he starts, picking each word,] there are only three... "planes" in the entirety of the world. [Well, two now.] They're privately owned. You can't purchase tickets aboard them to fly anywhere.

Do you understand? [PLEASE UNDERSTAND!!!]

[kazokun]

[ He can spell it out word for word, because otherwise Ayabe just looks at Asch and nods and goes ]

Yeah.

[ He understands that Asch lives in some desolate poverty-stricken country where he's barely ever heard of a plane and thinks they're luxury transportation. ]

[getdrekt]

[. . .]

Do you?

[kazokun]

Yeah.

[ HE DOES he's pretty certain ]

[getdrekt]

Good.

[So now we can move on??????]

My planet is called Auldrant. Whatever brought us here was more than your... president.

[kazokun]

[ What a weird thing to call the planet Earth. But Ayabe is fine letting pedantics slide, so he sighs and settles back. ]

Who do you suspect?

[ Who instead of a what. ]

[getdrekt]

I don't know.

But I'll find out.