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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[muties]

Symbology... ok, whatever you want to call it but I'm calling it wizardry.

[ If it meows it's a meowbeast, if it does spells it's a wizard. Which is TOO COOL. Wizard!! ]

Yeah, my powers are kaput, too. All I can do is fly for, like, a minute. It's pretty jacked up.

[symbologic]

[There he is. The space wizard.]

It's not "whatever I want to call it," it's what it is. [Huff huff. Use the proper terminology, dangit!] But...I suppose that's less important than the other issue. Does flying make you feel tired and drained? Is that the reason you can only stay airborne for a short time?

[muties]

[ Soooo cooool. ]

True enough. [ ur a wizard faize accept it ] I don't think so. It's more like... dropping out of the sky. Like so. [ She flies up just a few feet, floating there for a count of about 60 Mississippis, then crashes back down to her feet. ] Can't go higher than the hotel either.

[symbologic]

[Oh no, somebody who thinks he is cool. *^*]

Strange. Though it does confirm my suspicious that our captors intend to keep us here for some time. If you were able to fly unrestricted, you could simply fly away. Though limiting the height as well as the time seems a bit redundant...

[muties]

[ You now have a fanclub, congrats Faize. ]

Maybe they were worried I'd fly too high too fast then fall to my horrible death? Tho I'm usually immortal, that'd still be a bummer. I do wonder what the fuck they want us here for, ain't like we've been given nothing to do.

[symbologic]

[Is this the real life.]

...usually immortal? Could you elaborate on that?