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Mesdames et Messieurs, Voilร , 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 Chรขteau 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 Chรขteau 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.]
observatory
They watch this figure drift between this location with a certain belonging. It doesn't take too long for their curiosity to get the better of their general propensity toward self isolation - and they approach.]
You look like you belong here.
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I'm... used to instruments, like this. On a smaller scale. But the way they work is the same.
[ The large telescope, anyway. The astrolabes are about what they'd expect to find. ]
Though I don't think it's much help anyway. The charts don't map any sky I've seen before.
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It's been a while since I've seen the stars to begin with. [Did they miss it? Looking at the sky, pretending to be far far far away? There were times of course when they were on the surface for an extended period of time. They saw the stars, the clouds...]
Are you from Earth? [It's important to establish setting.]
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They know stars. Siffrin seems to light up a little more (when had anyone remembered stars??????) and scurries over a bit to better converse. ]
No, I'm from...
[ ... ]
An island. Is Earth a country?
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[ It sounds pretty grand though, to Siffrin. The birthplace. Wow. ]