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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[vicedirector]

[ Sighing again ]

I can't say anything about that, either.

[princessantly]

[ ... Just how much of a willing participant is this person, exactly? ]

Then may I ask if you are an actual resident of this town?

[vicedirector]

Born and raised.

[princessantly]

... Are the other residents safe?

[vicedirector]

There aren't any residents anymore. This town is abandoned, obviously.

[princessantly]

[ Well, if you're going to have people come here and kill each other, it sort of makes sense why it'd be a ghost town-- ]

And is this the first time people have been dragged here for this... thing?

[ Yes, 'thing', use your Princess Words, Alisha. ]

[vicedirector]

[ she shrugs ]

[princessantly]

... I see.

[ NO SHE DOESN'T UGH SHE JUST WANTS TO FLIP A TABLE ]