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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[herbgrace]

We can't die. [Not like this, anyway. There, feel better?]

[sobowtor]

[Poland adds jumping up and down to her walking routine while clutching her alarm clock to rub at her exposed arms.]

Astute observation.

[herbgrace]

[Lithuania's dog follows at her heels, though occasionally she turns around to circle around Poland's legs. Lithuania, meanwhile, finally stops in favor of looking out a window.] It's just as dark here as it was in the room I woke up in. [She's not sure what she was expecting.]

[sobowtor]

[Poland rolls her eyes dramatically as Lithuania looks out the window, seemingly frustrated by something.]

Yeah. Just as cold too.

[Poland gives a contemplative look to Lithuania's puppy-- before stopping to place the alarm clock on the floor and pick her up to hold instead.]

You'll work.

[herbgrace]

[Poland keeps saying that. Lithuania finally turns to face the other nation again. It seems like she's got the dog, at least, but--] Do you want my jacket? [It's not especially warm, but it's better than short sleeves.]

[sobowtor]

[Poland turns up her nose, pursing her lips.]

I have Laima.

[herbgrace]

I've noticed. [Laima wags her tail. Poland's expressions go right over Lithuania's head.] If she's warm enough, then that's fine.

1/2

[sobowtor]

[How can someone seriously be this dense for this many centuries-- Poland asks herself. Daily.]

2/2

[sobowtor]

...Gimmie.

[herbgrace]

[Why do you change your mind so much, Poland? Still, Lithuania removes her jacket and offers it to Poland as promised, leaving Lithuania with a thinner dress shirt beneath.]

1/2

[sobowtor]

[Poland gently sets Laima back on the floor to take the jacket-- before looking at Lithuania's somewhat thin looking dress shirt.]

...

2/2

[sobowtor]

[After a moment of thought, Poland drapes one end of the coat around Lithuania's shoulder and smushes up against her to wrap the other end around herself.]

Much better.

[herbgrace]

[Poland, please. But it earns another smile anyway.] I don't know how well we'll be able to search like this.

[sobowtor]

Two heads are better than one!

Besides. Laima can sniff out stuff.

[herbgrace]

What do you think, Laima? [Laima continues to wag her tail! It's warmer for her this way, too.] Really, though, it wouldn't be fair to make her do all the work.

[sobowtor]

She likes working hard, besides keeping her company in such a weirdo place is super important too.

[herbgrace]

[Lithuania does, admittedly, feel calmer with Poland here. Not entirely calm, but better than she did when she woke up. Still, they can't stand around like this all day. She moves, making sure her jacket is properly around Poland before separating.]

Let's see if we can get outside.

[sobowtor]

[Poland cracks a knuckle one handedly.] And beat up some Russians.

[herbgrace]

Don't punch anyone before you're sure they're an enemy. [But she says it fairly flippantly, so she's obviously much more relaxed.]