suitedreams | WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

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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[ Munchin'. One could call it stress eating. But he does pause a bit when he's addressed and talks through a mouthful of food. ]

'y 'ot? 'S'ot 'i'e we're 'ayin' 'or it.

[ SWALLOW. ]

I dunno, somewhere into my muscles. I don't believe in diets, they make me sad. [ Holds out a croissant. ] Bread?

[Okay, yeah. This is extremely familiar. Sorry that you have Bizarro energy, Aikawa.]

Don't tell me you didn't pass Stranger Danger or Fae 101. [He waves the bread away politely.] Nah, not hungry. I guess I can't say it's poisoned if you aren't foaming on the floor, but you might have the shits later anyway.

[He spins a chair around to sit in it backward like a hooligan, arms over the back.]

[ I wish I knew what this meant and I hope I find out. ]

Uhh, I'm good on Stranger Danger, dunno what the hell the second one is. [ Suit yourself! More bread for him. ] I'm not feeling sick, but it takes a whole lot to get me sick anyway.

[ Welcome, welcome. You can be as hooligan as you like, you could sit on this table and he'd be like cool and? ]

[STOP. Jason is deplorable, but not THAT deplorable. Thank Alfred for that.]

What, Fae 101? [It takes a lot to get Aikawa sick. Hmmmm.] Never met Fae before? Mean little bastards. You eat their food, and you're stuck in their realm. Can't leave.

Hope it's not fae food.

[ Coward, not enough hooligannery. ]

Whoa, that's spooky -- and also, super screwed up to use food as your tricks. Never mess with food! [ DON'T. ] ...What's their realm like?

[Damn, let him live. He's the most hooligan out of all of them, at least.]

It's how they get you, right? You sat down so quick to go at the food. Not a bad tactic.

[He shrugs a bit.] What makes you think I've been? [Jason Todd in Fairyland.] I dunno. Probably so colorful it's blinding. A lot of trees and flowers, but they look weird more than likely.

[ I hope he commits many hooligan activities here, like being first man for baseball. ]

Don't praise it! If you keep saying it sucks, maybe they'll try a new tactic.

[ Swallowing some more bread, and hmm. ]

You know some shit about it more than I do, you make it sound like it might be a bad thing. If it's just colourful and it's got weird trees, that's not that bad, we probably have that.

Just be careful what you put in your mouth around here.

[Jason will play baseball, sure. I hate that, but he would.]

Didn't you just tell me not to praise it? [Don't stan the fae land, especially when it's weird as hell.] They like to play tricks, so you think it's not so bad until you get there.

Everything is probably a maze and turns you around. Or, like, I dunno, the lesser fae keep playing pranks on you while you're minding your own business. Did I mention you can't leave? Not unless you can barter your way out. Oh yeah, don't give 'em your name either. Bad idea.

[ If we want baseball we all have to make some sacrifices. Mods included. They are my hostages too. ]

Hey, noted. I mooostly promise I'm not gonna put poison in my mouth.

I'm not praising it though, just that colourful trees doesn't sound as scary as you made it sound! Damn, you some kind of -- uh, what'd you call them again? Fae?

Fae scientist?

Said exactly like the first person who is going to put poison in their mouth.

[Well. At least Jason is prepared for that. Will he abuse giving Aikawa stuff to eat to make sure it isn't poisoned? Mmmmmmmmmaybe.

(me voice) that's urianger]

You think I'm a faetologist? Listen, I'm just telling you the legends. I'm good at that: knowing the nitty-gritty of the legends.

[This is a Batman diss that Aikawa can't appreciate, but it's fine.]

Hey!

[ STOP MEAN. ]

I've got survival instincts, you know! I really am not gonna eat poison and die, okay?

[ He may or may not be disappointed when Aikawa doesn't just eat everything given without questions, but he is fully completely welcome to trying using Aikawa as a taste test machine. ]

Ohh, faetologist, that's fancy. Is all this legend stuff helping you?

[He sort of looks around at all the food, but not too pointedly, and he doesn't say anything. He doesn't think it's completely wrong, though!]

Sure. I mean, I'm not trapped in the fae realm, am I? Well--I guess I might be now, who knows. This could be the fae realm. It looks overly fancy enough. Seems very fae.

I thought you said fae realm had to be colourful and trees, we're stuck in some kinda building. Apparently it's a hotel, I guess. I wouldn't really know though.

Kinda walking into weird places a normal thing for you?

They're full of all kinds of magic. Maybe they got tired of the trees. I can see Fae building a hotel. Like Monopoly? You land on their hotel, they get you as a slave.

[He shrugs.]

I'm usually stuck in one city, but it's happened.

Like -- uh, what? Hotel to slave seems kinda a big jump there, guy.

[ Please teach him Monopoly. ]

But hey, same here -- city bit, at least. What do you do for a living?

I mean, is it really if it's fae running the hotel?

[They will play Monopoly.]

Garbage man. I take out the trash. [STOP.] Sometimes I feel a little spicy, so I run from the police.

[ The overflow of no return ]

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