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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[fourtuity]

Yup! I even have a license that works internationally!

[ She gets that so often that it doesn't even phase her as long as it isn't phrased rudely. ]

You look old enough to drive too, I guess. So, can you?

[diel]

No way.

[ aaa the legal mess he'd have to muddle through for a license. ]

Other drivers are scary. Some of them get so angry.

[fourtuity]

Oh. Yeah, you can't avoid other drivers.

[ That's the sucky part about driving. ]

Well, here's hoping you live somewhere where it isn't a pain in the ass to get around without a car.

[diel]

I manage.

[ he thinks it’s pretty common to walk - or, uh, use other means. ]

Oh. What’s your name?

[fourtuity]

Oh, right, names. My bad. [ Tehe~ ]

My name's Clover. What 'bout you?

[diel]

Yoru.

[ he’s not going to hold out his hand because he actually doesn’t want to get close. ]

Is nice to meet you appropriate for… here?

[fourtuity]

[ A handshake hasn't even crossed her mind at all. ]

Dunno, but I don't really care about that, so! Nice to meet you, Yoru. Too bad it's during a kidnapping.

[diel]

[ she keeps calling it a kidnapping but, ]

This place is full of priceless things - or it looks like it. Why would they need to kidnap us?

[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.

[diel]

[ another problem with the ransom idea is… ]

Yeah, I’m not anyone important… Are you?

[fourtuity]

I'm totally important to me, but if I'm actually answering your question: nope. Just a student worrying about classes and homework.

[diel]

You don’t seem that worried though…

[ for someone who is just a student. ]

[fourtuity]

Sheesh, if I showed every worry I had, I'd be a nervous wreck unable to move for, like, a month.

[diel]

[ he laughs hesitantly. ]

Heh... hehe... Only a month?

[fourtuity]

Yeah, 'cause I'd rather not be immobile for more than a month. I'd have to force it then. But sometimes you just wanna lie down on the floor and scream. [ Shrugs! ]

[diel]

[ !!! ]

I - I get that! Sometimes, everything is so much...

[fourtuity]

Yeah, the universe likes throwing a lotta curveballs at once when you don't expect them! But at least it doesn't look like there's a time limit right now.

[diel]

[ wait he was a little excited but now he's back to being a lot anxious. ]

Time... limit... What do you mean?

[fourtuity]

[ She lightly hums as she figures out how to word her thoughts. ]

You know, like how in some movies they say "Hey, I planted a bomb, it's going to go off in a few hours! Good luck disarming it!". Didn't hear anything like that here, so that's a plus.

/2

[diel]

[ YIKES? ]

[diel]

[ but also ]

Why do they give you time to disarm it...?

[fourtuity]

For the narrative tension, I guess? Though I guess some people just wanna show off and "win".

[diel]

I feel like… you could be a good mastermind. You have all these ideas… wow…

[fourtuity]

Huh? There's soooooo many better ways to have fun and waste money. Like going on a road trip to an amusement park or something!

[diel]

Oh, I’ve never…

[ …done any of that. ]

There’s a lot of people at the amusement park, isn’t there?