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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[okuri]

...

[There's more than a few uncomfortable moments of silence. Normally Yoite never bothered to speak much, let alone to a complete stranger, but even he realizes that this might be his best opportunity to get information]

Where is this? [This place, this town, this country, this anything. He knew nothing at all.]

[herbgrace]

Don't worry about it. I'm not sure what's too optimistic or too pessimistic in this situation. [There just has to be logic! She hopes...]

[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. ]

afternoon

[crazily]

[ Break is merely continuing his explorations when he happens to stumble upon Morrigan, at least in a manner of speaking. More accurately, he overhears her cursing the chapel, which gets him to laugh softly. He doesn't quite have the same vitriol for religion, but it's surprising and a bit funny all at once to hear someone express it so openly. When he's spoken to, he waves a hand in her direction. Though really, it's more like waving a sleeve in her direction, since his clothing is a bit oversized. ]

Ah, no, no, not at all. Confessing and begging really don't suit me, I'm afraid~! But it sounds as if they do not suit you either, madam.

a.

[fluorospar]

[Excuse you, Hinata, don't you know better than to enter a lady's room without permission.

That is, thankfully Selena is fully dressed and poking around her own room when he enters it; she looks up from where she's crouched in front of the TV, one hand reaching automatically to the spell tome kept close by, but when she realizes he's a kid, she lets her hand drop.]

Can I help you?

saturday morning

[unpleasantries]

[Now that the dog has revealed itself to be not a dog at all, Satori drops any hint of caution, sighing as heavily as one can when one is five feet even, calling out to Morrigan.]

It's a little disappointing that you're not actually a dog.

[She doesn't seem to be a youkai either, but Satori's never heard of a human who could turn into a dog???]

c

[muties]

[ Roxy's just casually looking into things, investigating but not being hardcore about it. What does she look like, a detective? She pokes into the clinic, thinking that gee, what a good creepy small town to have a clinic at least!! ]

Takin' inventory there, doctor?

[ Do doctors take inventory? Maybe?? ]

2-a

[brawlhalla]

[ Ah. This is a little awkward, then, because Astrid was also examining the void! ...By flying into it, on Stormfly. Watch the hell out, Faize, there's definitely a dragon swooping in right over your head, and the over-your-head part might have been a pretty near miss. ]

Whoa! [ DON'T STAND NEXT TO MYSTERIOUS VOIDS, FAIZE??????? Stormfly and Astrid land maybe twenty feet off, and Astrid slides off her dragon's back. ] Steady, girl. Hey, you okay?

[ Dude with...green hair. ]

[keepshispride]

[He noticed the girl watching him. Of course he did. But he has more important concerns than some insignificant child.

He can't transform. That huge well of energy within him is still there, he can still access it, but it's... less. As if he were exhausted, but he doesn't feel nearly tired enough to explain this, even after not sleeping all night. He can't transform into a Super Saiyan. After years of training, of nearly killing himself over and over, of perfecting the transformation, of having it come to him as easily as breathing- he can't transform. He's weaker than he's been in decades.

And people can tell.]

SHUT UP!

[His energy flares up around him again, sending dust flying. But this rage isn't enough to trigger the transformation all over again. This is much more like terror than anger.]

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[lastgirl]

Don't bother. [She says to the man, hearing his noises from afar.] If you try to take it off too much, you're going to get sick. I already threw up attempting it.

[herbgrace]

[Good to know they're both awkward about contact.] Yes, it's difficult enough to see here as it is. [Here by the creepy void...] ...Are you alright, by the way?

[A+ social skills.]

[takanome]

...yeah, it's a technology thing. [Takao nods slowly. "Magitech". Close enough. Maybe Magi is a Spanish prefix or something. He's the last guy who'd start a linguistic squabble.]

I'm not the only guy without a way to communicate with the outside world... [If that girl across from him with the laptop was any indication. He shrugs.] You're probably right, there might not be much point in looking. It would be pretty weird if they took those from some of us but not all of us.

[princessantly]

[ It's probably a good thing he can't see her expression, then. Alisha may have some experience with creepy places having ghost-like occurrences happening, but that doesn't make this news any better. She gapes for a moment, gaze swiveling from the room to Break's face-- before she desperately clears her throat. ]

Sir, would you know how to rid myself of these spirits??

[ SOREY ISN'T HERE, SHE CAN'T PURIFY THE TV. ]

[keepshispride]

No!

[He's not all right. How could he possibly be all right? His power, his strength, everything that makes him who he is is suddenly gone with no explanation.]

Mind your own business!

[hopefragment]

["We"... I guess I'm going with her, for now.]

There's got to be a way out, I mean... if we can get to a lower floor, there's the window, if nothing else. I'm just worried about what we might find.

[At least she's... armed? After a fashion. Should he grab a weapon?? What would he even grab, he's not the type to come up with an improvised weapon. He'll just, uh. Use his fists. Or something. But lead the way, scary girl, he'll follow.]

That necklace... that's not something you had before you got here, right?

[Points to indicate the talisman. It's a different symbol from his, far more intricate, but he can't say he's ever seen anything like it before.]

[billarious]

Maybe we got here some other way. If there's no way to leave through that place, stands to reason there could be some other exit right?

[It's not as illogical as she thinks, not to someone like him. And knowing how these kind of whimsical properties work, if he had his powers with him, he'd probably be able to get them out no sweat! But he doesn't, and for now it's better to play dumb. Even if it's really amusing seeing that kind of expression on her face.]

A hidden door, maybe?

[symbologic]

[Mostly the first option. Though maybe he does enjoy sounding smart? Could be a combination of both.]

I...see. [Bro...bro, you're not being real convincing here. You can't even walk right and you're talking this big? He's not buying it.] Might I ask why that is? My apologies, but by all rights, you appear to be a normal Earthling.

[Which is also strange but one puzzle at a time here.]

[stupidly]

[HE SURE DOES... Incredible, a club of training, patrol and chore at ass o'clock nerds. Why are there two people like this in the world...]

It is a little strange. [Not having to wake up fussy young masters?? What is this new life.] ...But I don't suppose anyone would be getting a good night's sleep here in the first place.

[brawlhalla]

[ sweet odin what a baby, though ]

I didn't even break any of your bones, don't complain. You're the one who attacked me, remember? I was just going to ask who you were.

[stupidly]

[This girl with a pair of horns is floating down to carry on their conversation, ah. WELL, OKAY. OKAY!! That's the kind of day today is going to be, huh.]

...You might be safer up there then, if that's the case. The roads are pretty slick.

[Says the person who probably found the one really icy patch to slip on.]

[okuri]

[He hadn't noticed that anyone was nearby, but it's not that surprising.

Even if he was able to hear all the man's words clearly, it wouldn't have made much sense to him. As it was, he caught only a bit of it:]

Special? Heart? Creep? [ The downsides to having your hearing deteriorate...]

[lastgirl]

[Buddy isn't dead, but she is dazed while Rhys starts rambling. Somewhere in the middle her awareness comes back and her heart seizes in a panic. She was just attacked. Crap. Looks like he's distracted though.

As he rambles she slowly reaches her arm out to get a hold of the baton, hoping he's a bit too caught up in talking to himself, and grasps it with her hand. Once she does she flings herself up and tries to smack his face back with the baton.]

[sobowtor]

I'm not arguing, I'm definitely using logic.

I'm sick to my stomach and I'm completely freezing. [Short sleeves and a dress are not the ideal choice.]

It's got to be Russia.

afternooooon

[fluorospar]

Not as such, no.

[Though from the slight quirk to her lips, Selena looks more amused than anything by the disgust.]

Rather, to get a proper lay of the land. Please, do not allow me to stop your derision.

[jackhole]

[ break, did you just... get rhys to hit himself with his own baton? because he sort of just got rhys to hit himself with his own baton! the thing smacks him square in the forehead when it bounces off break's cane which causes rhys to let out another yell, stumbling backwards into the door he was just kicking. see, you think that would be it but the sudden pain makes him fling his hand upwards to rub at where he smacked himself except --

except the hand that swings upwards is his robot hand. so, first baton, then robot hand, then another yell of pain. ow, metal. the baton drops to the floor and rhys finally uses his flesh hand to hold his forehead and whimpers pathetically as he leans against the door. ]

Okay, okay. That"s a new record for sudden self-harm. I'm actually kind of impressed with myself.