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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[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.

[jackhole]

[ yeah... yeah. rhys just lets out a whine at astrid's words and jabs up at her with a finger from his place on the floor. ]

This is a high anxiety situation and I am relatively, completely alone here! You can't blame a guy for being a little bit jumpy.

[ a pause and then he slaps his hands to his face. ]

I can't believe you flipped me!

[brawlhalla]

That's what happens when you attack someone who knows how to fight back.

[ She rolls her eyes, but extends one hand to help him up. He doesn't seem like much of a threat, honestly. ]

You're not completely alone, muttonhead. There seem to be a lot of us.

[jackhole]

[ guess who is NOT going to take her hand because he's a big baby. he just waves her off and pushes up from the floor then, giving a huff. ]

Well, how was I supposed to know you could fight back, when you were sneaking up on me!

[ okay. right. yes. he glances around, narrowing his eyes at every sort of. mulling about. ]

Because being kidnapped with a bunch of people I've never seen or talked to before really brings comfort to a guy. You do know there are like... not human people here, right? Monsters.

[brawlhalla]

You've talked to me now. I'm not going to let anything happen to you.

[ Protecting people is what a warrior does, and this guy's panic kind of reminds her of Hiccup in a way. Overdramatic, sarcastic - it's enough familiarity to her friend that she relaxes a hair. ]

What do you mean by "monsters"?

[jackhole]

Wait, what? Really? [ rhys just looks genuinely shocked then, and a little bit wary. ] That's... that's really nice of you.

[ wait ]

I mean, unless you're lying.

[ meanwhile, rhys just falls back into the snark because -- well. he comes from a place everyone would kill you for a dollar. he's not really okay with new situations. ]

Monsters, man. Monsters. I was walking through the hall earlier and saw like, fish people and a guy with a cat ears and skeletons. That's so weird, right?

[brawlhalla]

I don't lie. [ Not usually, anyway. She does it better now than she did at fifteen, but Astrid doesn't like doing it any more than she did then. ] And I'm a warrior. We're supposed to protect people weaker than us.

[ NO...NO OFFENSE? but you're def in that category, Jack. Y...ay? ]

Wait, skeletons? Are you sure they're not...dressing up?

[ THAT SOUNDS CRAZY? ]

[jackhole]

Pfft, don't lie. Everyone lies.

[ guess who is not self-aware enough to realize how stupid that sounds. but he also doesn't bother arguing the weak thing -- he is weak! he is so weak! ]

Uh, good job then? I guess?

[ also, rhys would actually be flatted if he was called jack. sadly though, he's not cool enough to be jack. ]

No, no, they were definitely skeletons! Like, walking and talking skeletons. Unless I'm going crazy which you know, wouldn't be really surprising to me.

[brawlhalla]

[ WHOOPS, RHYS. HIS USERNAME KEEPS THROWING ME... ]

I don't like to lie, so I don't do it. Why should I need to, anyway? None of you are my enemies.

[ unless you trap and/or kill dragons in which case she will fuck you up. ]

If you say so...I'll take your word for it for now. I've seen weird things, too. Boxes that make weird lights and sounds.

[ ah

she's comparing walking talking skeletons to tvs ]

[jackhole]

[ IT'S OKAY. not jack but a jackhole indeed.

anyway he's just going to go pfft and then start giggling, slapping a hand to his mouth. ]

God, and I should just like, what? Take your word for it? You've gotta be out of your mind.

[ no but really, that's so dumb. ]

... I don't even know what that could be. That's such a weird thing to say.