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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[diel]

It’s very… sophisticated. Like when you say tomes, I hear a capital T.

[allrounder]

A capital T? Is it truly that impactful?

[diel]

Well, try saying a sentence with ‘books’ instead.

[ a test! ]

[allrounder]

The library contains a lot of fascinating books.

[ It sounds.... wrong. ]

[diel]

[ mmmmmm ]

… Lowercase…

[ and for some reason he feels like he should apologize for that so. ]

Sorry…

[allrounder]

What are you sorry for?

[ G'raha was a bit embarrassed, sure, but there's no reason for him to be sorry either. ]

[diel]

You sounded happier saying tomes. I’m sorry I asked you to use books… It won’t happen again.

[allrounder]

Friend, there is no need to be quite so apologetic.

[diel]

[ !! ]

F… friend… Me?

[allrounder]

If that is not too presumptuous of me?

[ They're all in this together so clearly they're friends? ]

[diel]

[ a tomo... ]

No - it's just... I didn't know it was that... easy. I don't have any friends.

[allrounder]

Now, you may amend that to one friend. 'Tis easy if you're determined to seek others out.

/2

[diel]

[ ugh seeking people out… ugh!!! ]

[diel]

[ but,

one friend who says tomes. a beastman friend… ]

If you’re okay with someone like me. You saw my… uh… list of stuff. I’m not anything special.

[allrounder]

Did you not divulge that you have special powers? Granted, they are not listed, but you do possess them.

[ He smiles. ]

That said, 'tis not the special skills one has that makes them noteworthy, but rather how they conduct themselves.

[diel]

[ then even more reason… ]

Sometimes… I can’t remember using my powers. You might regret being friends, but I… we can try? How’s that?

[ and then before he can take it back - because he does want to try and keep one friend - he backs up a couple of steps. he should leave now before he says more. ]

Um, I’m gonna go around asking people… more things to figure out where we are. But let’s try. Okay?

[allrounder]

[ Ah... he can't remember sometimes? That's not good and his rush to leave makes it seem like he regrets divulging that little detail, but G'raha allows optimism to overshadow any reservations he might have over that, at least for now. ]

I will gladly accept an attempt, then.

[ He doesn't make chase for Yoru, lifting a hand up instead for a little wave. ]

This place may be expansive, but I will surely see you around.

[ Probably sooner rather than later, unless Yoru takes to hanging out in odd places instead. ]

[diel]

[ he nods and scurries off, back hunched like a big child.

he said too many things, but he’s really not used to talking with strangers for too long. a small part of him regrets it and anticipates the inevitable disappointment. still, still he’s a little happy too. ]