WEEKEND ZERO: MINGLE PT2

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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

[aono]

[Wherever you are, whatever you might be doing, two teenage boys are going to hurry over to harass you. One of them is carrying their room's notepad and pen too, and said notepad has a chart and tally marks on it.]

Oi! Wait right there, we gotta ask you something!

Which fish do you think is the best for you!

[ He points to the two columns on the notepad. ]

Sardines or salmon! And may I remind you that sardines have three whole omega acids and calcium and... some vitamins!

Hey! If you're talking up sardines then you gotta say that salmon tastes better and is good for your heart!

[Er. Maybe give then an answer to stop their argument?]

((OOC: both Rin and Sebastian will be responding.))

[unbested]

This isn't about what tastes better!!

[ashenvaliant]

[ boys, boys the fish are both pretty. ]

[aono]

Taste is an important part of judgement!

[headmt]

[ a long, long pause. ]

I don't know, lads, I don't think I can summon the energy to think about this one enough for a satisfactory answer.

[aono]

...do you like both of them then?

[A tie...he hadn't considered that option.]

[ashenvaliant]

... I'll eat either, if that's what you're asking. Both have benefits, both are pretty good for you. It just depends on what's available at the time.

[aono]

Availability! That's another good point. Salmon is way easier to catch than sardines.

[highestheim]

[ he has opened the door to his room like rin and sebastian are door-to-door salesmen ]

. . .

I don't generally have an opinion on fish one way or the other.

[aono]

Have you at least eaten them before?

[stillnot]

Whichever one you can catch?

[aono]

I mean, both are ocean fish? So you need to go ocean fishing to catch them.

[unbested]

Sardines are more sustainable!

[ does he know what that means? no ]

[unsaid]

I believe I would need to have a sample of prepared dishes to establish my opinion.

[skyagain]

[ cloud opens the door and listens to the whole spiel

and then he shuts the door again ]

[battling]

Whichever one Nero made.

[toesies]

[h... help...]

Oookay, I'm just going to take a third option and say neither?

[ercnerd]

Are those your closing arguments? Then . . . I'll have to go with what tastes better, which is salmon!

[wisterin]

[ help

she has to walk away but her smile doesn't budge as she goes

goodbye ]

[malewife]

They're both good.

[ Simple enough. ]

[philandery]

[ u dare bring up fish, specifically sardines, after courtrooms, ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[


oh no]

Well, they are both delicious in different ways! Why do you ask? Are you perhaps planning to prepare a feast of fish for us?

[she is sparkling. are you really going to let her down, you two?]

[supremity]

[ hua cheng does not listen to the entire spiel, really.

the two of them start bickering, and he closes the door in their faces as there's a fox laugh in the background. ]

[classmate]

[ Belatedly, Marie lifts her hands and just -- seems confused? Before laughing. ]

I think both are... fine? Admittedly I eat more salmon.

[frostythehitman]

Neither.

You kids ever hear of sprats?