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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[princessantly]

[ SHE COULD TAKE ON A DOOR... but her shoulders do slump a bit, as she sighs. ]

Locked doors in several places, no one available to tell us how and why we've been brought here... I keep searching for a reason, but for the moment, I can do little but guess.

[disapproved]

Let your reason be reason itself. Do not conjecture when you can find evidence.

[ she turns away from the chapel, and alisha. she was done here. there was nothing else to do, for the time being. she had searched every nook and cranny she could, and uncovered little of use. it was clearly on purpose. it had to be — it wouldn't make any sense otherwise. ]

I believe our respite will be brief. A perfect time to familiarize ourselves with our fellow villagers.

[princessantly]

[ What comes after that, she wonders-- but she gives her head a shake, calling quickly after her. ]

Then you may call me Alisha.