WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

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W̴͍̎E̴̝̊E̸͚͝K̸͕̿ ZERO: MINGLE

(35 ḡ̴̻u̷͌͜ê̴̯s̶̢͑t̵̻͝s̴̡̐ ̴c̴h̴e̶c̴k̷e̶d̸ ̶i̴n̴)

Needless to say, marble isn't exactly the most comfortable surface to sleep on. Do you even remember falling asleep? Maybe not, but the moment your eyes flutter open and the lingering stardust fades, you come into consciousness with the distinct feeling that your dreams were very important.

You vaguely remember a shadowed hand, the pen and the scroll in its grip as the terms and conditions glow softly before you. You can't quite remember the details, the words blurring and fading fasting the longer you try, but you come to a conclusion rather quickly:

-Someone you care about is in trouble and their life is now your responsibility.
-You have signed a contract to provide entertainment to the Host in exchange for their safe return.

Your other memories begin to settle now that you're more awake. You remember that this isn't the first time you've been swept away for a game by someone else's design. You remember what those games entailed, too, but as the pieces click together you get the sense that murdering everyone around you isn't a solution. It won't get your hostage back sooner. It will only end tragically for everyone involved.

So instead, perhaps it's time to take in your surroundings. Where the hell even are you now? The marble floor of the lobby is still cool to the touch, and the front desk is before you with several keys on hooks against the wall. Each of them includes a keychain with two small, clear star-shaped crystals embedded at the bottom. Too bad you can't seem to remove the keys just yet! Guest accommodations aren't quite ready.

Ah, right. About that. You aren't alone! After all, what's the fun in playing a game by yourself? Should one try to actually count the keys hanging on the wall, you'll find there are 35 in total. You can also learn more about them should you look at the leather-bound book bolted to the front desk. Though some of them may look a bit different, seeing how everyone gathered in the lobby is dressed to the nines. What happened to your other clothing? Worry not. You do want to be presentable at the front desk, don't you?

Speaking of the front desk, while you aren't able to retrieve your keys or even leave the ground floor right now, you will find small gift boxes scattered around the desk as a complementary gift for each guest. Inside these boxes, you will find:

-A flask. Those of legal drinking age will find it filled with a sweet wine, and those underage will find juice of some kind.
-A shaving kit
- A single aspirin
-A keychain
-A condolence card
-A sheet of temporary tattoos
-A small bag of jerky
-A compact mirror with a cute pattern on the outer casing

No other items are on your person even if you were holding onto them prior to your arrival. Perhaps the bellhop has already taken your luggage for you?

But despite the front desk hosting a small cluster of bells, ringing them doesn't seem to draw the attention of anyone. The bells cannot be removed from the desk, but the hotel staff appears to be occupied with other tasks.

It looks as though you're on your own for now until maintenance is finished. But it's just like the first time, isn't it? Get to know the other guests, start asking questions, and settle in for your stay.

You can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave...

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█ LOCATIONS █ STATUSES █ PROFILES █ AUDIENCES
█ REPORTING █ PRIVATE CONVOS █ MURDER

Comments

[dms]

Mm, that's not hard to do, though. I'm more of a lover, not a fighter.

[ he leans in and flips to rin's to get the deets. ]

...Ohh, 20? Isn't that, like, one of the best scores you can have?! That's amazing, Rin-Rin!

[aono]

Yep! I'm probably one of the strongest people here too.

[He looks like a fukken awkward teenage twig.]

[dms]

You probs are! Hey, does anyone else have the same stats? You can arm wrestle to see who's stronger!

[aono]

[He flips through the profiles.]

...Yoo Joonghyuk is, but I don't wanna try against him. This Dimitri guy though...maybe him?

[dms]

Why not? Is he scary? I guess he does kind of look it...

[ sir your glowy eyes ]

We should go find Dimi, then! Someone's got to bear witness, right?!

[aono]

I guess it couldn't hurt, and it'll give us something to do. Let's go find him.

[dms]

Hella! It's not like we've got much else to do while we're waiting around except get to know each other, anyways.

What's a "daemon," anyway?

[ he saw it on rin's page and now he's curious! ]

[aono]

Oh, they're pretty cool! They're animals, but they're like, a part of your soul? So you're connected to them and stuff.

[dms]

Part of your soul? That sounds intense, but also cool AF!

But how does something like that just go missing?

[aono]

I dunno, I haven't been separated from her like this before.

[dms]

Then it must be really weird for you, huh? But maybe you'll see her again soon! She can't be far if she's listed in the book, right?

[aono]

[Suddenly he perks up.]

You're right! If she's listed there, then she'll be around here somewhere!

[dms]

Maybe she'll be waiting for you in the guest rooms, once they open up? If she is, I want to meet her!

[aono]

Yeah, of course! If she's in my room I'll bring her to show you!

Though fair warning: don't touch her. Weird soul stuff.

[dms]

Don't touch her...? Huh. I guess if she's really part of your soul, it would be really weird for someone to touch her. That's too bad... I bet she's a cutie!

[aono]

Yeah, it actually hurts if people touch her. The only things that can touch her are other daemons. But you're right, she is cute!

[dms]

Eh? Like, it's actually physically painful? That's crazy!

But you aren't in pain now, right? So it must mean she's okay, wherever she is.