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

[allfornone]

Ah, and she would be an American girl, wouldn't she?

[Something to clarify right off the bat?? He ain't taking anything for granted in the middle of all this. There's a small, uneasy hum and a nod as he writes down the description, just in case...]

I've got it, I think. [...] I don't know how I feel about the clothes, if I'm being honest. It matches my wardrobe pretty well, but still.

[photorealism]

[ again, he nods, although he can't help commenting on the second bit. ]

Being undressed and redressed by a stranger doesn't bother you?

[ he drawls, raising an eyebrow. ]

[allfornone]

I think it's more... I don't know which is worse? Not remembering accepting whatever this invitation is, and coming wherever this is, and dealing with whoever this is, or... being brought here somehow without knowing or having any input, and being put in these clothes and all of that.

[He might simultaneously be thinking too hard and not hard enough, but can it really be helped....]

And I guess in the end I don't really know what to do about that part.

[photorealism]

I can tell.

[ what is this bland confusion! Stefano is reminded of why he doesn't like associating with teenagers. Or anyone. But especially teenagers. ]

You are aware your life is in danger, aren't you?

[allfornone]

[Bland confusion, bland choices between different fridge horrors, the deeply bland and terrible life of being stuck in a mansion, the horror, when you've been stuck in a mansion all your life. Who knows anymore!! Subete certainly doesn't.

He raises an eyebrow at the question, sure.]

Is my life more in danger than in any other type of kidnapping?

Don't get me wrong -- I'm not happy to be here. But this is probably the best I can do right now.

[Or is he falling back into bad habits? It's hard to tell when everything is so jumbled still.]

[photorealism]

[ hmmm. He rests his chin on his hands, looking thoughtful. ]

You speak like someone who is often kidnapped.

[ which is wild, but not impossible, he supposes. ]

[allfornone]

[He'll just ruffle a hand through his hair and laugh sheepishly.]

I feel like that's a danger for anyone with any kind of... socioeconomic status. But no, I don't get kidnapped all that often; I guess I'm just a little more prepared than average, and there's a few reasons to regret kidnapping me... or just to hurry it up.

[A faint shrug.]

What about you, Valentini-san? You have more experience in all kinds of things, I'm sure.

[photorealism]

[ Ah, a little rich boy. That explains it. Stefano immediately imagines that he's expecting Daddy to pull through with a wad of cash to get him out of here.

That, and the following comment, makes him smile. ]

What makes you say that?

[allfornone]

[He certainly could use a goddamn wad of cash right about now.

Alas, they've all been locked into the equivalent of a wad of cash. This is probably karma, but does capitalism care?? No.]

Well, you're certainly older, and you've been saying we're in all kinds of danger, but... you're pretty calm, yourself.

So, I was wondering if you were just an ordinary guy or not.