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suitedreams2022-06-04 01:28 pm
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WEEKEND ZERO: MINGLE PT2
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...
N̸A̵V̴I̶G̶A̶T̴I̴O̸N̷.̷
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[This guy.]
No, the emotionally constipated, taciturn dude behind you. Yeah, you. Ever been swimming? Ever bought a souvenir? You really ought to live a little. You a "duty before pleasure" kinda guy? I know a little brat like that, too.
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Don't project. Duty means nothing to me. [ ... ] I can swim.
[ Cause importantly he has to say this. ]
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[Imagine not even caring about duty.]
Wow, that's so cool! [Quickly, in the driest tone:] Me too.
[Is YJH tired of Jason Todd yet?]
You actually fight like the guestbook says?
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HE IS TIRED OF JASON. But Jason could be worse. ]
Why?
[ Obviously, yes. ]
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Spar me sometime.
[Does he like to fight...? He could win... maybe.]
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I'm not interested in men.
[ Instantly thinks Jason is hitting on him and this is an excuse for date. ]
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Uh. What kind of guys do you talk to who hit on you by beating the shit out of you? Anyway, neither am I. And even if I was, you wouldn't be my type. [Dumbass.] I just thought I found someone who would throw some hands with me.
I figured no one else would.
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He doesn't... Answer the first question, but he looks off to the side with a dark expression. He doesn't want to talk about it. ]
You'd be wrong, then. A couple attacked me unprovoked.
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Both of his brows rise; he looks suddenly rather interested.] A couple of people... attacked you. Unprovoked. [Wow. There is something fishy about this. He has only just met YJH and--yeah. Hilarious.]
Seriously? Did you know them?
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No. [ STRANGERS!! ] All I did was throw them up the steps to see if they could pass through if they had no intention to go to the next floor. They overreacted.
[ That is definitely provoked. ]
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Did they? Because if you threw me up the stairs without asking, I’d probably break both your arms.
You can’t just toss people around and expect them not to try to fight you. That’s how it works. Wouldn’t you fight me if I just grabbed you and chucked you?
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[ SO YES HE WOULD ALSO BREAK YOUR ARMS. That isn’t the point (no it is). ]
However, there is no immediate danger. They’re just stairs.
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[This is just two immovable objects hitting each other. TRY TO BREAK HIS ARMS. You wanna go, YJH?! Let's go. In the lobby area. But no, he's too chimkin.]
You didn't know that until you threw someone up them, right? They could have come out the other end with their ass on their head. Gotta take their side with this one, pal. You probably deserved those provoked attacks.
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[ This is more of a Don't Do It more than a You Can't Do It. Why does JASON WANT TO FIGHT SO BADLY. IT IS THE FIRST DAY. ]
They would be fine. If a setting is for entertainment then they wouldn't implement an anomaly that could lessen their player pool so easily this early. [ ... ] Maybe they would let it happen to one person.
I'll spar with you if you whine less.
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You say that, but the last game I was in, people died every single day for a week. No time was too early for getting royally fucked.
[He snorts.]
Who said I was whining? I was just telling you how it is.
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... How long were you there?
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[Damn, okay, Bruce. CHILL.]
A week or so.
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[ Him thinking about something, but that doesn’t matter right now. ]
Find me if you want to spar.
[ Joonghyuk walks past Jason while bumping/shoving shoulders cause he still refused to move out of the way. ]
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[He snorts in a sort of "tch" way. He takes the bump without moving or budging because he refuses to give Joonghyuk that. There is something too Wayne about this dude, and they might not ever get along because of it.
He glances over his shoulder to watch Joonghyuk leave.]