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bellelurette2025-03-07 11:17 pm
lesmodsalouette) wrote in bellelurette2025-03-07 11:17 pm
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.]
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[ Honestly, she doesn't feel like eating either, but her body's just gonna yell at her. Which equally sucks. ]
Maybe we should just pretend we're food tasting robots.
[ 'Cause that's totally a sane idea. ]
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Sure, but what's a robot?
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Uhh...think something mechanical that's meant to do something over and over? In this case, moving food to mouth.
[ With exaggerated motions, she rips and places bits of bread in her mouth. ]
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Like a Crafted statue. I haven't heard of one that's been made to taste anything, but I guess they could move like that. Like a toy.
[ Yeah... That sounds right. He'll pick at the bread a bit the same way she does and mimics the motion.
...
Stars, this bread is so good compared to what he's been eating for the past however many loops now. ]
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[ She also repeats the motion, because, well, yeah, gotta get some food in her stomach. ]
Kinda works, right?
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It's... actually really good bread.
[ ... Look at them wolf it down now. Robot who. Almost impossibly fast for that small mouth of theirs.
Mmm. New food. ]
Thanks. I'm Siffrin.
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[ Somehow that encourages her to eat a little more. ]
And I'm Clover, who's totally not a robot.
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[ Clover... That's what they call the four leafed plants, isn't it?
...
And just like that, the memory slips again. ]
This place is... kind of busy, huh?
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[ So... patterned... and rich. ]
... Maybe it belonged to royalty, or something...
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