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bellelurette2025-03-07 11:17 pm
lesmodsalouette) wrote in 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.]
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But-- stars, what a warm welcome? Siffrin pauses in the doorway, then steps out and shuts it behind them. Let them just... scurry over to shake Cain's hand, which is what they presume this is. ]
Siffrin. I guess so. [ To both. ] You don't seem very bothered, though.
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I am pretty bothered. [ A wry smile flashes over his face. ] But I'm not all that good at staying upset about stuff. I figure we all wanna get out of here, so what better place to start than making friends with my roommates, right?
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... That's a way of thinking about it. Isa and Mira would've agreed.
[ The friendmakers, Cain can assume, of Siffrin's... some numbered circle. ]
Have you met the others yet?
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Just one other. Yoru, he said his name was. Black hair, about this tall? [ He cuts the air with a hand to show Yoru's height, approximately. ] Dunno if you saw him, but...I haven't seen anyone else. Well, besides you, now.
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The man doesn't appreciate good wordplay. ] Maybe everyone else already left, or they're sleeping in.
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[ Cain tilts his head. ]
Was anyone else still in there? Did you see?
[ Maybe they're popping into existence one at a time? ]
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.............. ]
A tall man with nice hair.