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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[hopefragment]

Sorry?

[His literal only language is Japanese, and she spoke so softly... He leans down to get closer to her level so maybe he'll have better luck hearing her, still trying for an encouraging, if uncertain and awkward smile.]

I didn't catch that. You said...?

[sobowtor]

[Poland's face immediately flushes pink as he leans down, her eyes darting up to that cowlick and down to her shoes intermittently.]

...po...land.

[Little by little she's shuffling backwards...

[hopefragment]

Poland?

[Pōrando. He tries. But at least he seems to have heard her this time, taking his own step back to try to give her some space.]

That's... where you're from?

[Maybe her Japanese isn't very good?]

[sobowtor]

[She nods, chewing on both sides of her cheeks now and picking at the nails polish on her fingers.]

[hopefragment]

Okay.

[Alrighty, let's just call her by where she's from. He's afraid she might start crying if he pushes it too hard??]

Well, it's... nice to meet you. You don't have to be scared, I'm not going to hurt you. Promise.

[Look at that smile! He's got the most harmless face.]

[sobowtor]

[Well. It is less stern than Lithuania's face, that's for sure.]

...

[Poland does a super hasty and awkward looking curtsy. It's polite. Or something?]

[hopefragment]

[OH NO SHE'S CUTE. Who curtsies anymore?? Hinata flushes and can't help but laugh self-deprecatingly, offering an only slightly embarrassed bow in return.]

I was... going to try to look around some more. Do you want to come with me?

[sobowtor]

[Hinata, if I'm embarrassed and you're embarrassed then who is flying the plane?!]

... [Poland doesn't particularly want to follow this weirdo boy around, but he seems very interested in finding out what's been going on here and how they got here and asking questions-- the latter Poland very much would like to avoid for ...obvious personality reasons.

So. She'll give a nod and tag along.]