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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Comments

[preowned]

a. tourism.....

[ when he wakes up, tsurumaru does not really waste too much time in jumping to his feet and booking it. goodbye he's leaving the hotel.

... or not. he walks back a good 15-20 minutes later, and seems to be mumbling to himself. ]

No trees... good sign...

[ it's fine. ]

b. pwesents

[ later, you can spot him digging through a gift box. he sets each item down before pulling out another.

he picks up the aspirin. squints at it.

and just eats it. ]

That didn't taste like anything.

[dms]

Trees don't usually grow indoors, after all!

[preowned]

You never know with places like this! They like to defy the impossible often enough.

a

[technocool]

[ hey tsuwu have a growth attached to your back now ]

Do fake plants count?

[preowned]

[ he glances behind him, sees who it is, and just reaches over to pat her on the head. it is a little awkward because of the angle but futaba gets a headpat. :/ ]

I am willing to let those slide.

pwesents

[ashenvaliant]

What's the point of it then?

[ was it candy? what's medicine. ]

[preowned]

Hm.

I don't feel poisoned.

b

[aono]

[Oh!!! Rin perks up when he sees Tsurumaru, and he's walking over to say hi, but then Tsurumaru wholeass eats a pill and Rin yelps and runs for him.]

What are you doing? Don't eat things if you don't know what they are!

[preowned]

[





spits it out. ]

a

[unrecked]

[He doesn't say anything. In fact, he isn't really close at all.






He's looking at Tsuru from across the hotel lobby(?). He squints.]

[preowned]

[ he's having a great time mumbling to himself ]

b

[stillnot]

... Thaaaat's a waste of medicine.

[preowned]

That was medicine?

b

[shaft]

[ hm ]

Do you feel ill?

[preowned]

No... not yet.

[ he looks at his fingers, like confirming he still has them. ]

a

[philandery]

[ ? ]

What did trees ever do to you?

[ does he rly want to know... ]

[preowned]

That is a very loaded question.

a

[agleam]

[blinks]

Is it...?

[preowned]

Hm... it wouldn't match the decor?

a

[sageguidance]

[ ... questionably fine. ]

Have you an issue with trees?

[preowned]

I am allergic.

b

[classmate]

[ HELLO??? ]

It's not supposed to? Spit it out!

a

[fishingforcompliments]

...

[no trees for this bird.]

Tsurumaru?

b

[evocationary]

[watching with a vaguely amused look:] Tell me if you start seeing pink elephants on parade in the next few minutes.

handcuffs you until captcha kicks us out (a)

[toesies]

What, not a big fan of nature?

[all he sees are trees for forever...]