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week 0 - 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. profiles |
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You will not hear any disagreement from me. But regardless, we have been sorted, and to ignore that would be foolish.
[Insulting as it is. Ugh.]
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I don't intend to ignore it... I would just like to figure out what it means.
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[...]
Or it may be something else entirely.
[Though... greedy...]
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Any situation where we must be provided answers is a poor situation indeed. This cannot spell anything good.
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Then I suppose all that remains is waiting to see how our situation grows worse, correct?
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[ Because they will. ]
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[A beat.
She inspects the room, of which there are many people screaming about their profiles.
Uh. Hm.]
... Perhaps some of us shall, anyway.
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[She doesn't sound angry, at least.]
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[ She'll make that point clear immediately. ]
But I wanted to be known as 'Alisha' first, not by a title that might give others ideas.
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I take it you do not have much in the way of power from your title of princess, then.
[Knight is all well and good, but if you're idealistic and yet ignore the princess title...]
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I became a knight because I couldn't help the people as just a princess.
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I understand.
[It's not like things are so different from her.]
You have made a wise choice.
[After all--]
There will be much you will be able to accomplish as a knight, of that I am certain.
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[ Even if her position was hardly an easy one. ]
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[In that case--]
Then I shall continue to refer to you as Dame Alisha, for your knighthood.
[Because that's what she'd like to respect right now.]
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