Mesdames et Messieurs, Voilà, C'est Vous

[lesmodsalouette]

Bievenue

You're wrapped in a soothing, all-encompassing darkness.

Well, perhaps not perfectly all-encompassing -- you can see some slivers of light here and there, just enough to realize that your current space is literally wrapped in something, and that you are a highly customized burrito at the mercy of an entirely too fluffy bed and set of blankets. Moreover: you are definitely not alone.

Depending upon the contents of your bed (two of you, waking up dressed exactly in what you wore last you remember back where each of you came from, in the exact same state as those last moments no matter how illogical or disjointed), it may not be comfortable or feasible to stay cocooned up for much longer. There's a low, muted GONG, GONGG coming from not far away, your bed creaks like a beleaguered ship in an unannounced storm, and it is joined by even more noises of movement beyond the bed canopy as you try to take stock of where you are.

Eventually, you either fall out of bed or drag yourself into this world: your new and strangely crowded personal rooms, the clock insistently sounding out the hour, and the halls and heraldry of the venerable Château Ambregris -- a lavishly decorated and fully furnished version of a more-or-less authentic French castle (assuming you know what France or a castle are).

Left to your own devices for the moment, you may find it helpful to explore the castle for your own purposes, check out the suspicious statues and personalized plaques in the Promenade of Reflexion, or perhaps to try to get to the bottom of the mysterious and frankly alarming amount of bread piled up in front of the place settings in the Banquet Hall. (Were you thinking of escaping? Any attempts to leave the property will be met with no forward progress at all, treadmill style). There's just about every kind of loaf, roll, boule, baguette, croissant or even animal-shaped bread you can think of stacked in baskets. There's absolutely nothing else save for plain bread, but at least you won't starve.

[OOC: Welcome to Château Ambregris, a perfectly normal castle receiving perfectly normal guests. Feel free to ask any questions in discord! The NPC Meet & Greet will be later today, March 8 at 6 PM EST/3 PM PST.]

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[frostlight]

Tia.

[She files his away for the future, just in case she meets this angel with a cunning smile.]

You can go back to watching ants.

[antline]

[He has been spacing out for the last hour thanks for asking.]

[Oh, he's back.]

You are. Did you find anything....?

primroseeeee

[ocenon]

The only intentions at the moment are to ascertain the situation, such as it is.

[ yes hello here is armor man, reporting for duty. ]

Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like anyone else here has any broader of indication of what's going on.

[antline]

And if I don't know?


[What then?]

Who are you?

lav im sorry i lost this in my inbox ;;

[calamitish]

M-what? Isn't that some type of candy...

[antline]

[He nods at that.]




[And then he's back to hyperfocusing on this ant, just as she suspected. Sometimes ants are really this fascinating.]

[fourtuity]

[ She sticks her tongue out at him in response. Let's leave the rest to someone who doesn't feel like throttling him!

Ugh, she's gonna get back at him for this, she swears. ]

[snakeblood]

Just a guy with more spiritual power than most humans.

[ Smile. ] Is that enough of an answer?

[dumbface]

[ nod! ]

I found food.

[ no, he found a lot of other stuff though?? but birdie is probably hungry, so that comes first. chu wenshan pads closer, juggling all of the stuff in his hands to fork over the lizard bread. ]

Here. I thought you'd be hungry. [ and don't worry about poison. he tested it first!! specifically, this piece... just ignore the bite at the end of the tail, it's fine. ]

[diel]

[ the long pause makes him shift on his feet uneasily. ]

Something wrong?

[diel]

[ does it help him? or her?? but he just nods rapidly. ]

He's important to you.

[fourtuity]

I don't know. I haven't spent enough time in it to figure it out. [ And she wouldn't want to. ] But I don't think it's typical of most chapels at all.

[arbalestrier]

[As it turns out, not much! There's a clear look of recognition even on his otherwise stony face.]

I see. I'm familiar with that country as well--my current residence is in Tokyo, and I attend school there.

[Which makes things even more confusing for him, because what are parallel universes.]

clockwork atelier

[simulacres]

[ ayaka sees homura looking at the hourglass, tilting her head to the side. ]

Is there something wrong with it?

[fourtuity]

Driving in the desert...I think. It's like an abrupt movie transition from there to wherever this is. I didn't even sense gas.

[ So much weird shit...today? This week now, she supposes. ]

You remember less or more than that?

[snakeblood]

I wouldn't call us a normal family, that's all.

[simulacres]

Well, good thing one of us knows about it.

[ or else she would probably still be at a loss. ]

Do you do it often? Travel to other, uh, worlds, I mean.

[simulacres]

...

[ she nods. ]

Which is why I shouldn't have dragged him here.

[ even if it's not like she had a choice in the matter. ]

[ocenon]

[ ................... ]

Yes. [ is he actually...... who's to say. ] I saw that too... do you want to go?

[antemeridian]

It is the same for me. It was early evening, yes, but I was out in the city, not at home in bed.

[ so they're missing time. love it. ]

[simulacres]

Oh...

[ huh. parallel universes isn't something that comes to her mind either at first, but then remembers. ]

Anna [ or is it tiamat? she had seen that in the plaque. ] told me about how we might all be from other...dimensions? It's way over my head, but maybe you're from an Earth that doesn't have magic. Although in my case I think it's supposed to be a secret, so I'm not sure many people know about magic in my world either...

[fourtuity]

And I was driving in the...early morning? With a bunch of people in the car. Uggggh. This is soooo dumb.

[ Does she even have to elaborate on how much that's freaking her out right now? Honestly, she should be getting praise for being as calm as she is! (lol) ]

[antemeridian]

[ that... actually does look like real armor. huh. it's not the strangest thing in the world to see, maybe...

well, if he were a girl, anyway. or if the armor were more of a cosplay prop ... but as it is, neither of those seem to be true. ]

I don't suppose I can ask what the last thing you remember is?

[antemeridian]

... Just wondering who might have flipped it recently.

[ is that what caught her attention? who can say. but there's been plenty of people wandering around, so even if she'd been alone in the room for the immediate past, it's entirely possible someone else set it earlier. ]

[distain]

I must be... [Her long fingers scrub at her forehead, long enough to give it a brief feeling of irritation but not nearly long enough to mar the skin.] For I am still seeing things.

I'm sure you didn't sprout beast ears and a tail in your sleep, or you'd be more disoriented than I am.