GAME 1: FIRST DAY.

[thecrook]

GAME ONE the first day The elevator doors slide open with a gentle ping, and inexplicably, you find yourself inside a bar overlooking an impossible city view. Depending on your constitution, you may feel your knees begin to buckle, and fortunately several plush chairs are ready to accommodate both drunkards and weary travelers alike. Waist-high tables stocked with water and high-caliber champagne are dotted across the bar's lounge -- perhaps you will help yourself to some refreshments? Small alcoves flow off the main interior of the lounge, leading to seventeen tiny, tiny rooms with an uncomfortable (but nice looking) cot for each person still in play. The rooms even have each player's name etched above them in delicate cursive, signaling who belongs where. if you feel like investigating your room, you may decide that its interior leaves much to be desired. But most importantly, as you enter the lounge, a thin blond woman, who would perhaps be quite beautiful if it weren't for the permanent grimace across her face, will hand you a thick sheet of card stock with the game's rules stamped across it in gold foil. "You have until this evening to cast your first suspicions," she says to you, her clipped tone markedly unpleasant. "The wolves will meet in secret, of course, and the veterinarian may leave their protection anonymously. The last special role in play, the lovers, are encouraged to keep their circumstances secret." A champagne bucket sits on the bar top. Slips of paper and a pen are next to it. Will you take this time to cast your aspersions? Poll #18576 Cast your suspicions. This poll is closed. This poll is anonymous. Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 15 Who do you doubts? View Answers Akane Kurashiki 1 (6.7%) Billy the Kid 3 (20.0%) Geir 0 (0.0%) Iwatooshi 2 (13.3%) Kumiko Oumae 0 (0.0%) Magilou 2 (13.3%) Mako 0 (0.0%) Margaret 0 (0.0%) Munehisa Iwai 3 (20.0%) Ninurta Noah 0 (0.0%) Renzou Shima 0 (0.0%) Rin Okumura 1 (6.7%) Saenoki Naho 1 (6.7%) Siana Noska 0 (0.0%) Sigma Klim 2 (13.3%) Tatsuya Suou 0 (0.0%) Vern 0 (0.0%)

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[thecrook]

Sitting behind the bar sits a woman bearing the name tag of the Director. Her long, bare legs lay crossed and in front of her, one foot impatiently twitching to some unknown rhythm. She doesn't look to be in the mood for some company, but she will answer any questions that you may have.

[torching]

...The Director.

[ welp. he's totally confused on how he wound up here, the last thing he remembers being a pounding headache that turned his vision completely white for who knows how long.

well, he's here now, and it looks like there's only one person around who can answer any questions, whether or not she wants to be bothered. ]

Are you the one who brought us here?

[999blades]

Hold on a second, aren't you going a little too fast about whatever this whole thing is?

[ He looks a little lost?? So rude. He probably nearly hit his head on the doorway arch as he was walking in. ]

[geckotattoo]

[Mune radiates Not Impressed, giving her a look over with a scowl and arms crossed over his chest.]

What the hell. How long is this supposed't last?

[18x0]

...Why is this game going to take so long? I've never heard of something like this going on for more than a day.

[Akane deeply displeased with this. She's got places to be!]

[rootandbranch]

[squints at the nametag...]

[thesummation]

You ever smile or what? Turn that frown upside down!

[ it's a valid question! ]

[mayvin]

Director, was it? Or do I have to say the the every time? Anyhoo! I hear you're the one we go to with any questions we have, is that right?

[Magilou leans in, her face completely serious.]

So, what's the meaning of life?

[punchesgod]

[ Well, this isn't the first time he's been fucked over by the machinations of a mysterious power.

He doesn't bother sitting down. ]

What are you trying to accomplish?

[ Aside from causing chaos. ]

Are you working for someone?

[margarotte]

May I ask how we were brought here?

[Because it should be impossible to bring Margaret, as far as she knows]

[losingheart]

[ Seemingly completely at ease with her surroundings, not even taking in the view - as if it's same-old same-old - Siana dances around the bar and rooms - investigating!

In particular, she immediately flops on her bed when she finds it - only to make the most dissatisfied face. ]

It'll be like sleeping on a lumpy table!

[punchesgod]

[ He hears the noise of her flopping from his place of his own investigation of the sleeping arrangements.

He leans against the door frame of her "room", arms crossed. ]

We're lucky we have a place to sleep at all.

...and that they expect any of us to be here long enough to use them.

[misinforms]

[Off the elevator, Naho blinks. Confused.]

...one realm to the next-- why am I here?

[Seems she's no stranger to the circumstance, however-- for some reason that seems to have her looking uneasy. First thing she does is take some water off one of the tables and take a long drink.

Naho takes a look at the strange alcoves and the names on each before looking at and addressing the lot of them.]

I suppose first thing being first-- it might be nice knowing who you all are, since I've never once met a single one of you. My name is Saenoki Naho, for the record. Ask whatever you'd like in return, I'm used to people knowing all kinds of things about myself.

[Logical and with a pleasant enough tone, considering the situation.]

[torching]

[ he's not about to be too trusting of the strangers around here--if he's right about the rules, this is a game where wolves are hidden among the sheep, and he, for whatever reason, has been dragged into it. great.

it's not really nice to know everyone at all, to be honest.

but may as well try not to make any enemies here if he can help it. ]

Mako.

[ ...and do a little detective work while he can. ] What's the last thing you remember before arriving here?

[geckotattoo]

[First thing Mune does when his head clears enough for him to risk moving is stomp a circuit around the place, peering into the little rooms and scoffing at the champaign. He looks like he's considering the water for a long second and then changes his mind. Finally he settles, leaning against the wall with arms crossed over his chest, unabashedly watching everyone in the room in turn. If someone approaches, or just stares back, he'll speak.]

What're you lookin' at?

[Unfriendly words, but his expression hints at interest.]

[torching]

Uh, you looked at me first?

[ it's one of those things where you just kinda. accidentally lock eyes with a stranger. ]

[euphonos]

[ kumiko can be spotted wandering around. she'll poke her head into the rooms and even sit down on one of the cots to test it out. at seeing how uncomfortable it is, she makes a face. ]

Not even a futon...

[ she'll walk around the rest of the area until she reaches one of the tables. once there, kumiko will just... let her head down on it, but a little hard, so there's a loud think! ]

Ow...

[torching]

[ that's a really loud thunk there. ]

...Uh. You alright?

[ does she need ice or something? ]

[rootandbranch]

[there's a large dragon lounging against the wall, watching everything going on with head up and eyes wide in alert interest; obviously fascinated.

after a while, he leans forward and snaps an entire champagne bottle off the table.]

[euphonos]

[ SHRIEKS



and then quickly covers her mouth. ]

[18x0]

[Well, this is irritating. Kidnapped, again, and for what seems to be a completely pointless game at that. Akane does not approve of this situation at all.

Not that she's letting that show on her face. She's just looking around, smiling nervously like someone who has no idea what's going on.]

Does... anyone know why we're here?

[thesummation]

Oh, hey Akane.

[ if he sounds mildly tired, that's because he is. ]

Anyways: nope. I was hoping you'd know, since that's your shtick and all but...

[mayvin]

[This doesn't feel like an earth pulse... Still, there's not much she can really do, especially since Bienfu isn't with her. So, what's a witch to do when she's suddenly kidnapped? Well, this, of course!

Magilou climbs up onto the bar, standing proudly above everyone else. With a mischiveous grin on her face, she announces herself to the gathered crowd,]

Welcome everyone to a special private performance of Magilou's Menagerie! Come one and come all to witness our gut-busting comedy acts! Well, you've all already arrived, haven't you? Lucky you! Now, could I please have a volunteer from the audience? Who will be brave enough to stand next to the great witch feared throughout the lands... Mazhigigika Miludin do Din Nolurun Dou!

[punchesgod]

[ She's charming and she sells it, he'll give her that much. Privately. Inside his own head. Not aloud. ]

Are you going to turn someone into a toad...?

[punchesgod]

[ He's mildly surprised no one else has tried to escape via the bar already, so he tries his hand.

He kicks at the glass wall. That does nothing. ]

...

[ Then walks over to a table, picks up a bottle of champagne and throws it against the same place at the wall he was kicking earlier. The bottle, as expected shatters and leaves a mess of expensive fizz on the ground.

At least he feels a little better. ]

[thesummation]

Geez!

[ he looks down at the mess before him, an eyebrow raised as he turns his gaze towards Mr. Man. ]

The hell were you trying to accomplish by doing that? I'm at least 60% certain that the Moscato isn't rigged with anything.

[flamingprick]

[Well this is inconvenient and poorly-timed.

Also, funnily enough, Rin is dressed up in a suit. Because he was totally just at a wedding before coming here, and now he's stuck in uncomfortable clothes. This sucks.

He's going to busy himself with trying to pry the elevator door open, though he won't get very far with that. After a few failed attempts, he finally starts shouting at the door itself.]

C'mon, open up already! I gotta get back, they'll notice I'm not there!

[And then he's. Kicking the elevator door, as if that will help.

He might need someone to direct him to the actual rules and game part of this.]

[losingheart]

If you wanna go, you gotta play.

[illegintimacy]

[This guy doesn't seem comfortable with his new surroundings. He looks like he's been on the run for a while, since he's a complete mess, but other than that he is too confused to try and find a way out right away.]

I don't have time for this.

[And yes, he has horns and way too long blue-iah hair.]

[losingheart]

Nin—?

[ What are those horns doing there? Why is he in tatters? Yet coherent? Siana can barely let herself hope...! ]

[thesummation]

[ you'll likely see a man meandering about the place — wait, but he's not meandering! there's purpose in his stride. as well as mild vexation. huh.

sigma prods at a cot...looking at, underneath and into the pillow atop it. he shakes it as though he's attempting to empty it out. ]

C'mon, there's gotta be something...

[torching]

[ he's gonna guess that he's looking for a key or something for a way out. in any case, it doesn't hurt to check and see if his suspicions are correct. ]

Looking for something?

[rootbound]

[eventually, some dude unfolds himself from under the giant dragon's folded wings, yawning and peering around with a frown]

...what, where are we...

[euphonos]

You... you were in there the whole time?!

[ at least she doesn't shriek this time. ]

[margarotte]

[It's unusual to be out of the Velvet Room, much less to be in some other place like this. It's extraordinaire. The rules card she was given doesn't tell much about how she was taken here, but at least she now can see the why

If what they wanted was for someone to take part of their game, well, they could have asked instead of kidnapping them.

Margaret sits on one of the plush chairs, looking a bit too comfortable on it. It reminds her of the limousine seats in the current guest's Velvet Room]

It's unfortunate we find ourselves in these circumstances, but there's no reason to panic. It doesn't seem like we're in immediate danger.

[Because everything hints the 'slaughtering' isn't going to be real. She hopes, at least. But yeah, let's not panic]