week 0 - introduction

[vicedirector]

seven vices introduction ♫ monday At promptly 9AM Monday morning, every television in the hotel turns on. For a moment, static blares loud enough to wake anyone still sleeping, but it quickly fades out into a patternless gray image. After a few seconds of silence, a woman begins speaking. "Good morning. Thank you for waiting so patiently the past two days." Her voice is soft and easy on the ears, albeit a little flat and monotone. "If you would please gather in the chapel within the next half hour, we will be happy to provide you with answers pertaining to the current situation." Anyone not in their rooms will hear the voice echoing throughout the town as if via speaker system, though there are no actual speakers visible. Those who purposefully dawdle and delay going to the chapel will be subjected to their alarm clocks going off until they get up and leave. Upon entering the chapel, everyone will find that candles have been lit, and a small table with various pastries, simple sandwiches, and juices has been set up in front of the altar. More importantly, though, are the 36 booklets placed on the pews. Curiously, they contain photos and profiles of everyone in the town--some with startling details. There are also a few blank pages near the end. After the last person enters, the doors lock. The chapel is tiny, and very much cramped with 36 people inside, though the pews are still numerous enough to accommodate everyone--just barely. But you may as well get comfy, because it won't be another half-hour until someone shows up. >Mingle? This is another open mingle for the beginning of the plot. NPC interaction will come later in the day. setting profiles

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[fluorospar]

[HILARIOUS.... She arches an eyebrow at that, though she doesn't seem too fussed.]

"Greed"--right, of course. That would make me a terrible team player, would it not? I have never considered myself a particularly greedy person, but what sane person would?

My concern is rather if we are physically sorted in some way. There are some here who do not look particularly capable of defending themselves.

[She's worried about the kids okay.]

[billarious]

Depending on what you're greedy for, sure would. It's hard to say what they're basing their assumptions off of though, if these are supposed to be some kind of accurate thing. I'm hardly lustful.

[In most cases, anyway.]

Putting it that way though, I guess that's something to worry about yeah. Assuming anyone's going to have to worry about defending themselves anyway.

[fluorospar]

[Yeah, "lust" is a concerning designation to have.]

Hmm... there must be some reason behind them, inaccurate or not.

[She's a general, Bill! What else is she supposed to do besides see a threat everywhere she goes?]

...Ah. You think the situation will remain peaceful?

[billarious]

I hope it remains peaceful! There's not a lot I could do to defend myself, and I'm not looking to hurt anyone here. Not really any reason for people to get violent I think.

[They're all victims. Why should they hurt each other, right?]

These designations could be random. The Seven Deadly Sins is a popular theme. Humans seemed obsessed with them almost, always wanting to avoid being labeled with any of them.

[fluorospar]

Fighting amongst ourselves...? I certainly hope not. [She'd thought there would be an outside threat--the thought of fighting amongst themselves is unsettling for sure.]

I am afraid I am not particularly familiar with this theme. The "sins" are not unknown to me, but that there are seven deadly ones....

[also... "humans"?]

[billarious]

If we're being put into teams and there is a perceived threat, that's the biggest one isn't it? But allow me to explain.

[He hooks his cane over his arm, lifting up his hand to count them off as he lists them.]

The Seven Deadly Sins are Pride, Greed, Lust, Envy, Gluttony, Wrath and Sloth. As the story goes, these are the origins of all other vices, and if you are known to have any of them, you're a pretty awful person! So of course nobody wants to hear "wowie you're pretty prideful aren't'cha?" Or "golly, you're looking pretty green with envy right now!"

Those are also the only ones showin' up here in this booklet.

[fluorospar]

I see. So we are being sorted according to some sort of perceived, terrible sin.

[That's grand, golly gosh.]

I appreciate the explanation. You seem rather well-versed in this.

[billarious]

Yup, seems like it! And no problem. I'm pretty well-versed in a lot of things, and we're all in the same sinking boat here so why not share? I want to help out however I can!

[Even if this help will eventually come with strings attached but hey, nobody needs to know that right now right?]

[fluorospar]

[Crafty.]

Sinking boat? That is rather pessimistic, don't you think?

[billarious]

[Gotta get his ducks in order ahead of time, if this situation goes sour or something.]

Hey, you gotta be a little realistic if you wanna be as optimistic as I am! This is a pretty bad situation, isn't it? Everyone kidnapped, no idea why or how or where we are. So we're all in a boat together, but it's probably on its way down to the bottom of the deep blue sea.

Just means we gotta work together to avoid sleepin' with the fishes.

[fluorospar]

You will not hear any disagreement from me.

[Working together is a great plan!! Perfect. She can get behind that.]

But yours is certainly the strangest "optimism" I have ever experienced.