WEEKEND ZERO: MINGLE PT2

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(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

I WENT TO HAVE A DAY WITH MY DOG AND YOU GUYS ALMOST PUSH MINGLE 1 TO CAPCHA

[malewife]

ORIGINAL TOPLEVEL

jiji

[malewife]

... He can't be far. He's trapped here.

[ So are they, but hey. Don't worry about it. ]

[unsaid]

... Your squid man is a guest...? But I did not see any tentacles in the book...

lup

[malewife]

[ Closes his eyes. ]

That one. Somehow, you stowed away with the rest of us. It was a problem.

[evocationary]

[she gigglesnorts at that, actually.]

I do tend to be a problem, yes!

aikawa

[malewife]

[ Actually moves aside because he doesn't want Aikawa to tumble him down then crush him with his juicy fat ass. ]

[decaptych]

[ Thanks you know it might be canon he does have a juicy fat ass and I don't really like thinking about it that much.

Shuffling carefully, like he expects YJH to suddenly go 'NO, STOP MOVING' any time now. ]

...

Cool, uh. Have a nice day?

estelle

[malewife]

[ Right... He's somewhat injured. ]

I'm fine. My wounds were taken care of when I arrived—by whatever brought us here.

[mustbepurged]

But there's blood...

I'm a healer. Maybe I can help you!

yuri

[malewife]

[ Arches a brow like YOU are the one not moving. ]

Is it not big enough for you?

[ashenvaliant]

[ just stares back at him. ]

You’re the one bumping into people.

rin

[malewife]

[ ... well...

he's not going to correct Rin. ]

You still know how to use a sword?

[aono]

I know how to use a sword even more than I did before, actually.

[It's one of the things he's honestly improved on in the last few months.]

kaeya

[malewife]

[ He doesn't say yes, but he doesn't say no. If Kaeya starts moving to the gardens, then Joonghyuk will follow. ]

[callalilies]

[ then he'll start moving at an easy pace, heels clicking on the marble as he leads the way out towards the courtyard, walking the path towards the statuary. ]

I'm half sick of hooded figures.

Think they'll hide their faces too?

jason but he looks like a fuccboi voltron shiro

[malewife]

[ He isn't going to comment on highlandering WEIGHT, but it gets a squint like this is more offensive than being wounded as he is. ]

I came out of a fight before I arrived.

what the fck i hate this

[unrecked]

[Fight him over twenty pounds, big boy. He just smirks.]

You win?

sylvain

[malewife]

[ ... Looks at this hotel lobby. ]

Rooms. Sleeping out in the open is dangerous.

[philandery]

[ he briefly makes a face ]

That is... a shockingly practical end for shockingly unpractical means.

[ he has a point but WHAT? ]

hua cheng

[malewife]

The one here is different...

[ An assumption because Bob-chan is not the name of Tsurumaru's daemon.

Anyway, he's going to look at the statues closely. Sorry, Hua Cheng. ]

I can imagine him getting stuck for fun.

claude

[malewife]

[ Joonghyuk goes completely silent, but he hasn't let go. His expression, while like stone, scrunches heavily...

Light trauma is coming back to him. ]

You, too...

[shaft]

[ . . . ]

As a fellow frog, you should trust me.

dimitri

[malewife]

[ He gave himself a permit. ]

I'm injured.

[ Said in the same tone, but with a hint of "obviously." ]

zuko

[malewife]

You won't know unless you try.

[ Did Zuko want to see a wrestling move? Joonghyuk is going to do one while attempting to lock his shorter legs. ]

sheila

[malewife]

... I came out of a fight before the dream and arriving.

[ He doesn't seem to think it's a big deal, but some of the blood is staining his dress shirt from where it can be seen, peeking out of his vest. ]