WEEK ONE: MINGLE

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W̴͍̎E̴̝̊E̸͚͝K̸͕̿ ONE: MINGLE

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Good morning, esteemed guests. What a terrible day to be awake. Or perhaps it's not quite as terrible. The events of the day before were a bit extreme, but we hope you've had time to rest, regroup and refuel.

As you awaken on Monday, you’ll find that things are just as they were the night before. The kitchen will serve piping hot breakfast during the morning hours, the pool’s been stocked with fresh towels and the gardens are open for anyone who wishes to spend some time among nature. However, should you explore a bit, you’ll find that a few new changes have been made to the hotel itself.

Before you even leave your room, you will find two new items have been placed on your desk. Be sure to peruse the room service menus before you start your day!

The front door no longer spins endlessly, for one thing. Should you make an attempt to exit the hotel, you will find yourself entering a new location. Some of you may even find this place familiar.

In addition, should you enter the elevator you will find a new button appears, proudly reading 01. Pushing this button will take you to a new floor where you will also find a few new areas to peruse. Explore to your heart’s content, get to know more of the hotel, and take your time in learning more about each other.

There are several things that one may keep close to the chest. Secrets, thoughts, and most importantly emotions. In a situation such as this where the stakes are high and the questions are piling up, you may find yourself trying to conceal everything and hold back your feelings. However, that isn't the Starlight way. This week, you will find yourself a bit uncomfortable, almost as if there's something deeply lodged in your chest. Drinking doesn't help, and clearing your throat hardly works either. Before you know it, you find yourself coughing up a handful of flowers. The type of flowers may vary but they come in different shades, all representing your hidden feelings. Inconvenient, isn't it? You may wish to carry a bag around this week to collect your stray emotions before someone slips.

Finally, for those of you with a spare ticket in your pocket, feel free to visit the Starlight Gift Shop, stocked with new items for this week.

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Comments

[highestheim]

[ before hope can even say anything, there goes bucky! i assume his metal shoulder clangs very loudly against the door which remains sturdy as ever. ]

...I'll take that as a no.

[frostythehitman]

[ Bucky steps back and just rolls his shoulder. ]

Guess not. Figures. It'd be too easy if that was all it took, huh?

[highestheim]

Nothing around here comes easily.

[ he places a hand on his hip, eyes briefly flicking over to bucky. ]

Is your arm just a prosthetic or an extension of your body?

[frostythehitman]

[ raises an eyebrow ]

What's the difference?

[highestheim]

Can you feel through it?

[frostythehitman]

Kind of. Just pressure--knowing if I'm touching something or something's touching me.

[highestheim]

I see... how much control over articulation do you have?

[ uh oh, science-y side activated ]

[frostythehitman]

Getting oddly specific now, aren't you? Why do you need to know?

[highestheim]

Other than my own curiosity, I'd like to get a sense of any special physiology or anatomical functions among our group, in case that information becomes relevant at a later trial or investgation.

I'd rather have these things accounted for beforehand instead of finding out about a crucial detail with ten minutes left on the clock.

[frostythehitman]

...fine. But if you wanna get real technical, I'm not gonna have all the answers for you. I didn't make it, I just use it.