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ℬ𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓁𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒 ℳ𝑜𝒹𝓈 ([personal profile] lesmodsalouette) wrote in [community profile] bellelurette2025-03-07 11:17 pm

Mesdames et Messieurs, Voilà, C'est Vous

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.]
simulacres: (pic#17613480)

[personal profile] simulacres 2025-03-08 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
No.

[ she shakes her head. ]

I woke up with some woman I've never met, too. All of this is way too freaky to be normal.
whileaway: (Default)

Promenade of Reflexion

[personal profile] whileaway 2025-03-08 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why us," indeed.

[This wasn't who you were thinking of, surely, but Break is who you received anyway. He lets his footsteps clop clop against the floor as he approaches closer to Cain and the statues.]

These particular statues must be notable to you, considering you've been by them so long.
simulacres: (pic#17729104)

[personal profile] simulacres 2025-03-08 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
...Maybe.

[ ayaka jolts, but her shoulders...not quite relax, but at least loosen a tad upon seeing the source of voice. ]

Though I won't believe it until I see it. It might just be a bad joke.
simulacres: (pic#17729110)

[personal profile] simulacres 2025-03-08 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh... uh...

[ he sure would be right about that. how the hell does she explain that to him? should she? ]

It's, uh, his nickname. Sorry, it's silly.
fourtuity: (possibly a pink chihuahua in a past life)

[personal profile] fourtuity 2025-03-08 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Lemme guess. Sneaking alcohol onto campus?

[ Maybe someone tried to beat him up for being a nerd, she doesn't know! ]
the_obedient_servant: (4si6m8p)

[personal profile] the_obedient_servant 2025-03-08 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Very true. [No doubt they could still be used lethally by a particularly skilled killer, or by a particularly DETERMINED actor. A kitchen knife makes for a fine weapon when it comes to premeditated murder, at least.] I never much understood the need for show weapons.

Are you worried? [Their tone is dry, as if they don't share the same belief. Of course they should be worried.]
simulacres: (pic#17613480)

[personal profile] simulacres 2025-03-08 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
...

[ ayaka jolts, taking a healthy step away from the person that just walked close. she gives the woman a cautious glance, before looking back at the profile. ]

It doesn't really matter. Honestly, why would anyone waste their time in making this junk?
fourtuity: (yo that's sketchy as hell)

[personal profile] fourtuity 2025-03-08 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sure, she can be blunt. It's a chance to test out her lie detection skills. ]

I mean, you're not the reason why I'm here, right?
frostlight: (03)

[personal profile] frostlight 2025-03-08 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[If it's a matter, it comes down to one thing. This particular subject is not it, so Tia answers in a near sigh.]

Forget it. Call me Tia from now on.
snakeblood: (could try this or that)

[personal profile] snakeblood 2025-03-08 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I tried to stab someone bullying my hyung. [ He got more in trouble at home. ]
diel: (035)

[personal profile] diel 2025-03-08 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
You know him?

[ that's - well, he hadn't really thought of that possibility. he'd just assumed no one knew each other in the same way they were all strangers to him. ]

Are you related?

[ never mind all the info on the plaques and the fact that it says saber was 44 at the time of his death. yoru doesn't seem bothered by that, strangely enough. ]
snakeblood: (siigh)

[personal profile] snakeblood 2025-03-08 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Nah. That's more the temple of Misty Mountain's thing.

What about disasters? You want one?
frostlight: (03)

[personal profile] frostlight 2025-03-08 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[The frown persists for another second before she turns away, placated by his answer.]

Good. Then what you take from this place doesn't concern me.
diel: (050)

[personal profile] diel 2025-03-08 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I hope I'm not!!

[ he sounds decidedly uncertain. ]

There's this gap in my memory... We were having dinner and then -
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[personal profile] simulacres 2025-03-08 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Saber!

[ ayaka's head whips towards the sound of the unmistakable voice and clanking of armor. she stands motionless as she stares at richard, as if unable to believe the sight before her eyes.

what can she tell him? how should she react? he's asking her questions, and all she can do is stare at him with wide eyes. not in terror, but simple shock.

after a few seconds of mute surprise, though, she seems to find her voice again as she stomps her foot down. ]


You shouldn't be here?! Why are you here!?

[ doesn't matter that she doesn't know where 'here' is. the point is that saber should be in the holy grail war, winning, and most importantly, without her. ]
diel: (046)

[personal profile] diel 2025-03-08 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
No.

[ not... not right now. ]

They'll come when they do.
littlegentleman: (36)

[personal profile] littlegentleman 2025-03-08 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Worried?

[Junior considers the term, almost as if he'd never even heard the word before. It wasn't exactly wrong, but wasn't exactly right, either.]

I don't know what I expect to happen...but I feel better, being prepared for the worst.

[One thing he knew for certain: he didn't trust anything here. Not the place, not the people, and not whoever had brought them there.]

Are you worried? You seem calm enough.
Edited 2025-03-08 21:54 (UTC)
snakeblood: (i like it)

[personal profile] snakeblood 2025-03-08 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Or come when someone brings it. [ He's strangely cheerful about that though. ]
frostlight: (04)

[personal profile] frostlight 2025-03-08 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Inwardly, she huffs at the thought.]

That's fine. Displays won't protect them from me.
fourtuity: (fight fight fight)

[personal profile] fourtuity 2025-03-08 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, she can't disagree with that. Sighing, she smooths down her clothes. ]

...Yeah, it didn't sound comfy. Only sturdy. But in the end, a reunion's a reunion.

[ She'd take any shitty location if it meant having one. ]

This just means it has to be somewhere else this time.
frostlight: (02)

[personal profile] frostlight 2025-03-08 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hmm. This does sound convincing.]

That's right. This isn't normal, so be careful where you step. Chance are, there's nowhere to hide.
fourtuity: (yo that's sketchy as hell)

[personal profile] fourtuity 2025-03-08 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Are you—

[ You know what, okay, sure. Let's say that's true. ]

Congrats on screwing up and getting caught.
smdr: (pic#17729758)

mars room

[personal profile] smdr 2025-03-08 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ there's a tiny lift of jinx's shoulder, a half shrug, in response to tia's reasonable (almost boring) take. ]

Eh. Not like they wouldn't be scraps of junk without the fanshy schmancy "look at me" outside.

[ not that scraps aren't useful. not her taste, anyway, functionality aside. she's reaching fruitlessly towards one of the displays, her hand running alongside the wall after the attempt. ]

Antiques. Things are older than a senile old prune bumbling on the street, making a big show of the past.
diel: (009)

water lily

[personal profile] diel 2025-03-08 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the sound cain hears is yoru's struggle to unwrap from his burrito, followed by a dull thud as he rolls off the bed and lands on the floor. ]

O-ow... Sorry, it's me...

[ wait. it takes him a moment, a syrupy slow crystallization of awareness. once it forms, it cracks away the lingering haze, sharp and sudden. he doesn't recognize this voice. ]

... Who?
the_obedient_servant: (VoKL9kI)

[personal profile] the_obedient_servant 2025-03-08 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't rule out it being both.

[There's a certain cynical joke being set up here, they just can't entirely guess what the punchline is yet.]