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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[coldseep]

Yep! I'm going after this. It's much bigger, but much more sterile... so it wasn't really my first choice.

( Hwy hasn't the slightest clue whether this guy is just chill like that or if he's totally forgotten Hwy... the latter would be a bit offensive! He was just trying to half-heartedly shred you, you know!

But he's also not in a rush to make his final judgment. Like a game of chicken, he wants to see who'll give away what they think first. They'll wind their way to the point eventually - and not a moment sooner, so long Hwy has control of the pace. )

Have you tried it? Do you want to come with me?

( promise he won't drown you (not a wizard promise) )

[simulacres]

You want to see ants?

[safetycheck]

Truly despicable, isn't it?

[ That's what she thinks, anyway, and she's not afraid to say it. ]

And...no. I don't have any secrets on here, only things that are way too personal to be airing in front of everyone. Do you?

[safetycheck]

[ Finally, someone who also appreciates bread like she does, but – ]

...What did you say?

[ Don't talk with your mouth full, Miss! She'll begin wiping at her eyes with her sleeve, though. It's too late to hide her tears, but she can at least try to look like she's not that much of a mess right now. ]

[snakeblood]

It sucked, but whatever. Nothing I couldn't handle. [ Comparatively, his teenage years brought more turmoil, but that's neither here or there. ]

[diel]

[ there are so many western countries… cain… ]

Sorry, I’ve never been outside of Gokurakugai, so… if we were kidnapped from Japan, then west of that would be…

[ um. he’s Thinking. also the staring is making him so nervous, he diverts his eyes. he looks down at his hands. ]

… China…? [ or no, that’s still considered eastern. ] … America???

[fourtuity]

These blankets are a total trap!

[ Another grunt of frustration as she tries to detangle herself, because this is her life now. An angry, confused burrito. ]

And you didn't even introduce yourself after that!

[fourtuity]

Dunno about worlds, but in a way, that tracks.

[ She could totally map that onto morphogenetic field bullshit, that's for sure. ]

What do you think magic is anyway?

Bread

[oncefallen]

[Vanis watches her eat for a few moments, silent. This is certainly a human behavior he's never seen before... he knows crying, of course, but he also knows that humans don't tend to cry while eating, and from the way she's shoving the food into her mouth, it doesn't seem as though she dislikes what she's consuming.

How very strange.]

Shall I get you a glass of water?

[coldseep]

( A beat. )

... We had two, close friends. Twins like us. They were wizards... weaker.

( Weaker, but not weak. Dragons are simply that strong. And yet, )

They baited Gwawlyn's pride and arrogance, and they trapped him. They killed him very slowly.

( His voice is wet, but the tears slowly recede. )

I got my revenge eventually. ( Violence is still his native tongue. ) But I don't even know if he even expected me to avenge him.

Maybe for dragons strong as you and him, death is just deserved when you slip up. ( He looks to her, pensive - earnest? ) What would you want?

[fourtuity]

I'm pissed enough to do it! This has been the worst week ever!

[ thumbs up! this game is actually a secret election now ]

You know, you should totally take a swing too. I'll even help hold them down.

[ is that a joke. maybe. maybe not. ]

[fourtuity]

I dunno. Some creepy ritual they wanna recreate for some reason? How am I supposed to know?

[ She shrugs. ]

But yeah, whatever this is, I doubt it's for ransom.

[calamitish]

[ nodding emphatically. at least she understands! ]

Remember that for later!

[calamitish]

[ hello? trying to get the npc in a bath day 1... ]

Uhhhh. [ ?????????

??????????

hold on, he's blue screening. and blushing. ]

[calamitish]

You're not gonna give up, are you?

[ help him, this child is a bully... ]

It involved teleportation and I guess you would call it...the energy of life? Yeah, let's go with that.

[antline]

Yes.

[He feels the need for no explanation.]

[the_obedient_servant]

[Ah, yuri. That makes more sense.]

If it helps, there are far worse profiles around here.

[whileaway]

[If Cain is looking for two eyes, he might be here a while. Break’s singular red eye is all that greets him, his fringe covering the other side.

There’s the most infinitesimal of pauses while Break tips his head to face more towards the statues than Cain.] …I can’t say I’ve taken the time to find that yet, either.

[No close examination of the statues, no mysterious acquaintance seen. He hasn’t moved to take his hand back yet, either. Too lost in thought, maybe?]

[antemeridian]

I will admit, that is starting to sound rather tempting.

[ she's not a violent person, but also. sometimes, needs must? ]

[simulacres]

.......Why?

[fourtuity]

Right?

[ She flops around again, because she's in a flopping mood, that's why. ]

Sheesh, anger is tiring though. I should, like, look around wherever the hell this is, but my brain is basically ten dogs barking right now.

[uiscebeatha]

[ omg inverted twinsies??

Similarly, all Break gets from Cain is one gold eye, the other curtained by his red hair. ]

Oh, okay!

[ Cain is the first to let go, but only to take a step forward and sling an arm around Break's shoulder. He's grinning! And also smells like outside, for some reason. ]

Then we'll go looking for it together. Plus it'll be a good chance for me to get to know a little more about you!

[ They're friends now btw! ]

[fourtuity]

That so? Think they're missing out?

[uiscebeatha]

[ THERE'S ONLY ONE.......???

Sorry, Cain isn't listening past Japan, because he catches that pretty quick. The sinking feeling he had was right: this might not be either world at all.

Still, his reaction is reflexive, leaping to speak without giving Yoru's words a chance to breathe. ]

—Japan! [ Something familiar!! ] A good friend of mine's from there but he—

[ Stares at Yoru...then plops down on the bed. ]

He's not from my world, and if you're from his world, then you don't know what my world is, and...we still don't know where we are.

[antline]

I like them.