WEEK ZERO: INTRO MINGLE
POPULATION: 37
There's the soft, chiming ding of an elevator as you slowly grow conscious. You remember the sound of a voice whispering in your ear, and then a very gentle, easy darkness as you fell asleep.
Then the elevator jolts, and you promptly ram into some of the thirty or so other people also waking up from their nap. Time to trample people on your way out! Be careful not to rip your flattering outfit with light up furry ears of an animal of your choice. On this elevator there are a total of 10 buttons and they're all lit up! But they don't work. A shame. The elevator doesn't go anywhere else.
In any case, once you exit the elevator, you'll find that you have a decently wide area to explore. There doesn't seem to be any sort of exit to the outside world, but that's okay. You didn't want to leave without what you came for, right? Besides, it's wonderful here: the temperature is perfect, every surface is as soft as clouds, and the atmosphere is so, so inviting. The base itself is low-lit in fluorescent neon colors which shift and pulse over time, and there's a soft, reassuring humming sound under your feet. It would be comforting if you didn't feel like you were being watched every time you walk along the hallways.
But hey, don't worry about that! Maybe you should be more concerned with the phone in your pocket! The phones have a few functions, as well as a low pixel camera. Pictures are in black and white, so no brightly colored selfies for you. Oh, and while you're taking those selfies, you might notice the symbol of your Avatar tattooed and glowing faintly on the back of your hand. Hope you're fine with impromptu body mods.
Eventually during your wandering, you'll find your room with roommates included! On the floor of your room, there is a big gift box with your name on it. Upon opening it, you will be absolutely obliterated with glittery confetti. But once you manage to get past that, the gift box contains the following:
β¦ your item from home
β¦ a pair of boxer-briefs labeled "ball hammock"
β¦ a stress ball that looks suspiciously like a boob
β¦ a rainbow bath bomb
β¦ a Polaroid camera with 10 instant film
β¦ a frozen steak in a vacuum-sealed pouch
β¦ a blue and pink dual flashlight; one end has a normal white bulb, and one end has a blacklight bulb
β¦ a tiny crown
Welcome to your new home. Take some time to look around, talk to your fellow indulgers. All of you can see each other's symbols on the back of your hands - maybe it'll strike up a conversation. After all, there's no better way to get to know each other than talking about your sins on the first date!
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No it just feels like normal skin. Though there's lots and lots of scars across his hands and up his arms. The red eye on the back of his hand seems to be surrounded by a tattoo of a snake that . . . uh, snakes its way up his arm too.]
Contacts?
[It's the whole eyeball zone. Also there's no iris? Definitely not contacts. Or if they are, he's having a hard time seeing right now.]
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Like... these little things you can use to cover up your eye - either to see better or change the color! But uh....
[ . . . yeah, not a cosplayer then.
though to mineo's credit he seems to take that remarkably in stride]
Can I ask more about you? I don't think I've met somebody like you before - but I don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything.
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Uncomfortable? Talking about myself? Never. Ask away, darling.
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[and apparently with that, he'll just squeeze molly's hands once before letting go]
I'm Enomoto - Enomoto Mineo.
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[Said jokingly enough. So hopefully just in jest? Putting his hands on his hips then, prepared for questions.]
Mollymauk. Just Molly is fine.
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Molly-san, then.
[and he just grins]
Are you different from humans? Faster, stronger, smarter - by default or are you just lucky?
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Oh, all of the above. Also lucky. And if you're asking about the location of my guts, totally different from a human, so don't try anything funny.
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[he's not just going to attack someone hello??]
But you know where all my guts are.... So do me the same favor, okay?
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[Look a robot threatened him and now he's a little paranoid.]
So, we've covered smarter, faster, strong and more good-looking than a human. Anything else?
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Uh... I mean, I kind of wanna know everything?
[but he can manage to look sheepish]
Anything important you think I need to know especially though?
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Oh-- people tend to think this one is fun.
[Sticking out his tongue? It's forked.]
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but he's nontheless lighting up at that because - ]
That is fun! Does everything taste the same or what?
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If it didn't, how would I know differently?
[philosophical . . .]
Oh-- you wanted to see the rest, right?
[Shrugging off his big, sparkly coat - under it is only a gauzy open shirt that's basically entirely open in the front, more of the tattoo visible at the edge.]
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anyway he's just going to have a soft 'oh shit' look on his face when molly points out there's no way for him to know... whoa....
and then it's just gonna give way to the surprise and awe of all those tattoos? whoa!]
That's crazy - in the best way! Did it hurt? Do all of them have stories, or did you get 'em just for fun?
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Some have stories, but I can't give those away entirely for free. You understand. I will tell you that some of them hurt like fuck, however.
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Oh yeah? What's the cost? All you're doing is making me even more curious! Do you have a favorite at least?
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[stop]
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[stop!]
I'm not a master chef or anything, but is there anything you like a lot?
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[gonna just go through this whole gaming making boys serve him dinners. Literally all you have to do is press a button, Molly.]
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Oh... ever had ramen before? Chef Enomoto Mineo's Luxury Deluxe Spicy Ramen coming right up!
[it's just fancy instant ramen. i'm sorry]
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[He has no idea what ramen or instant food is, so! This is all great to him.]