week 0 - arrival

[vicedirector]

seven vices arrival ♫ saturday & sunday 36 players remaining You remember happening upon something awful and nauseating. What it was, precisely, is lost to you, but you have the instinctive feeling that by escaping from it, you've avoided something terrible. When you open your eyes, you find yourself laying in bed in a dark, dusty room, facing a digital alarm clock. Its face, reading 12:01, is one of the only sources of light in the room. The other comes from the window, shadows flickering about. Opening the blinds will reveal that it is nighttime, and what looks to be a massive bonfire has been lit in the street at the front of the building. A wooden talisman hangs around your neck, with one of seven symbols carved on the back. Attempting to take off the talisman will result in a wave of intense dread, and the all-too-familiar nausea. A brass key engraved with a unique room number lays on the bedside table beside the clock, as well. But you won't get any answers just sitting in your room all night. >Investigate? This is an open mingle for arrival in the town. Waking up just after midnight on Saturday, characters will have the weekend to explore and socialize before the plot begins. The profiles and IC rulebooks (both the personal ones and the public one at the chapel) have not been revealed/given out yet. The kitchen will still 'prepare' breakfast on these days, and the bonfire will burn continuously into the daytime. Per items: smaller items that a character could easily carry with them will be in their rooms. Animals and larger objects will either be waiting outside or in the hotel lobby. cast setting

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Sunday

[dhaosu]

[ What only draws him nearby a kitchen, is the sound of loud noises from it. And making sure no one was going crazy in there. ]

...Certainly, you are not just making that for only yourself?

[ He supposed the other could be, but... ]

[stupidly]

Hm?

[A quick glance over, and then he's looking back at his big pile of food like he's only seeing it now for the first time. Stress cooking has its downfalls...]

Oh— No! No, I'm not. [...] Are you hungry?

[dhaosu]

[ He then seems to consider the question. He doesn't really need to eat all that often. Or...at all, technically, if necessary but... ]

... No, I am not. I simply became curious in the first because of such noise.

That aside, you are readily cooking here. I do not suppose you are from here, or are you simply cooking for your companions?

[ He adds the second part out of a small bit of curiosity, but also presumed that it would be a little too far-fetched to actually get someone who actually seemed to reside here so soon. Still, he had to ask. ]

[stupidly]

I'm not from here. [Said with a briefly furrowed brow, since he knows that everyone's looking for answers and no one has found any yet.]

I'm not really cooking for anyone either, though. It's just habit...

[dhaosu]

[ He nods his head slowly. ]

Mm. No one else appears to be either.

... The last place I came from was called Aselia. Does that sound familiar to you?

[ Because of an earlier discussion, he's getting just a bit curious about something. ]

[stupidly]

[His lips purse briefly, but he ends up shaking his head without much pause.]

No, it doesn't. You probably haven't heard of Reveille either, right?

[Looks like that bizarro alternate worlds thing might be legit. He's dealt with stranger things, at least...]

[dhaosu]

[ Now it's his turn to shake his head. ]

No, I have not. I presume that is a different planet or land of some kind?

[ He is starting to think either people came from an earlier time or different worlds, now... ]

[stupidly]

It's a city in the country that I come from. Even people from other countries know of it, though.

[Someone not knowing about Reveille or Sablier is just a strange, strange notion.]

[dhaosu]

[ Well, it just further confirmed (to him) that these others were from different planets, even if that should be difficult to be made possible, but it wasn't impossible to do, evidently enough. ]

Unfortunately, it appears somehow whomever brought us here is capable of bringing others from different worlds... despite the amount of absurd power that would require.

For example, if you were from the world I was in you'd recognize my name easily--Dhaos. But you don't, do you?

[stupidly]

[There's definitely no recognition present, and Gilbert shakes his head accordingly.]

I don't. ...It looks like whoever is behind this can visit different times, too. [Time-travel and world-hopping all in one go, good lord... He's not exactly unfamiliar with it, but this is a different scale - a different matter entirely, really.]

[dhaosu]

I surmised that could be a possibility as well, but with that confirmed now...

[ Welp. ]

It's clear they either have a particularly large power source or assistance from others. However, I have a hard time imaging a single someone could perform such a feat so easily.

[stupidly]

[He flips an egg, quiet and thoughtful.]

...I was thinking the same thing. That this is too much for one person, I mean.

[Shady organizations are totally the norm where he comes from, so this is pretty much just a step away.]