suitedreams | WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

W̴͍̎E̴̝̊E̸͚͝K̸͕̿ ZERO: MINGLE

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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

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[This lil grumpy Damian Wayne stand-in. Lookit him.]

That sounds exactly like something a poor sap with a bad childhood who had never seen magic would say.

[ he's not that baby ]

Just because I had a bad childhood doesn't mean I don't know what magic looks like.

[ god!!! ]

[Wow, it's only three years.]

Damn, you too? Join the club. What's magic look like then? If you say friendship, I'll break your kneecaps.

[ i forgot damian isn't 10 anymore... ]

I mean, it's... magic! It doesn't look like anything. It just... makes impossible things possible, or whatever.

[a growing boy

This makes him laugh a bit.]

It makes impossible things possible. You think the hotel is magic? Or you mean all of us being here?

Both! I mean, how else would all of us have gotten kidnapped? And why do we keep bouncing off invisible walls? There's obviously some magic or something at play.

[ he is defensive at being laughed up despite deserving it ]

[He's so funny. It's unfortunate the Damian vibes make him more of a gremlin. He clicks the dino at Zuko.]

I mean, maybe you agreed to be here. Can't give you an explanation for the walls. It's a force field. High tech. Who knows.

Just because we agreed doesn't explain how all of us got here. Things like this don't exist in my world.

[ eyes the dinosaur sourly..... ]

You don't believe in magic? Didn't you go through one of these before?

[He gives a bit of a shrug.] Sure. Zatanna Zatara does magic. [The joke of this won't even reach Zuko. Jason is so stupid.]

We've got interdimensional travel, too. We don't always need magic to explain a lot of our wild shit.

I don't know who that is.

[ yeah he doesn't get the joke!!!! god. ]

Well, whatever it is, technology or dimensions or magic, it's weird. And we're doing this.

I know, kid.

[HIS JOKE! Damb.]

We're doing this. You scared? Please don't tell me this is your first go around the merry-go-round.

I'm not a kid. My name's Zuko.

[ he's an adult!! a 16 year old adult!! ]

[ he scoffs, though. ]

No. I've been through one of these stupid things already. Haven't you?

I know. I read the guestbook.

[This is so Damian, he's gonna have to leave.]

Why? Are you going to be surprised if I say I haven't?

[ i need jason to call zuko zuzu ]

Nothing surprises me anymore. [ .... ]

So have you or haven't you? If you haven't, I can fill you in.

[zuzu]

Not even magic? That's a shame. You'd have the worst time at Disneyland. [Hehe.] Don't waste your breath, Zuzu. I have.

[there ya go]

I don't know what country that's supposed to be.

[ he already went to disney...... ]

[ also why was he so cagey about it? ]

Alright. Uh, good-- I mean, bad. Murder kidnappings are bad.

-- It's Zuko!

[ how has this already started he hates his life ]

Yeah. Murder kidnappings are bad. Good job.

[The reaction makes him cackle a little to himself.]

So many people wish Disneyland was a country, but it's a theme park. Ever been to one of those? You probably need to; it'd do you some good.

[ grumbling to himself because he hates his life. ]

I don't have time for things like that, even if we weren't having to deal with.... [ gestures something vague that's supposed to be murder ]

[A snort. He glances around.]

You've been in one of these before, right? I thought that'd knock some sense into you, kid. You going to squander having a good time at a theme park when you have the chance? You might not come back from one of these things one day.

Not that I think you should've been in them to begin with.

I'm not a kid. [ he grumbles, but he can tell this is going to be a losing battle. ]

[ also unfortunately this is captain buzzkill jason is talking to ]

And I've survived worse than this. You should worry about yourself.

WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

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1/2 thank u

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anna lets pc