WEEK ZERO: INTRO MINGLE

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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:

✦ your item from home
✦ a pair of boxer-briefs labeled "ball hammock"
✦ a stress ball that looks suspiciously like a boob
✦ a rainbow bath bomb
✦ a Polaroid camera with 10 instant film
✦ a frozen steak in a vacuum-sealed pouch
✦ a blue and pink dual flashlight; one end has a normal white bulb, and one end has a blacklight bulb
✦ 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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Comments

[toyska]

[this icon is so terrifying I hate this so much

But Childe just! Shrugs!! I can't believe he's going to die weekend zero because he agreed to let a clown imprint on him]

Certainly, if you can't find who you're looking for. [He is not Medb and isn't going to claim he's royalty so maybe I can shove this off onto ara

But a Servant that a Master would be proud of, huh...] What does that entail, exactly?

[commedia]

How very generous and kind of you. I'm overwhelmed...thank you.

[And a bow.]

Mmmm. A perfect tool. One to be relied on, trusted, and be used for all things. I would even commit atrocities if necessary in their name, at their behest.

[toyska]

[I absolutely hate everything about this.

But also he just hums thoughtfully, crossing his arms.]

Atrocities? Such as?

[commedia]

[Douman's smile widens.]

I can slaughter, I can trample. Anything that makes my Master hesitate will not make ME hesitate. You know? I would be a terrible Servant if I couldn't follow any orders such as those.

[toyska]

Haha, can't say I haven't heard that before.

[Though he doesn't seem inclined to share how he feels about it one way or another, aside from a wry smile.]

And if you've a Master who doesn't hesitate, what then?

[commedia]

[A hum comes from the back of their throat.]

Then I shall simply go, and do what must be done. I have no qualms with that sort of thing.

[toyska]

How about this, then--take a little time to look around, and come find me after you do. We can talk a little more then, alright?

[Because who knows, maybe Douman's master is hanging out in the gym or something! Haha!]

[commedia]

Very well.

[A smile.]

May I know your name?

[toyska]

[I am equally terrified and exhausted]

Of course, as a trade. I'm Tartaglia, though you're free to call me Childe, if you prefer. [This would've been funnier if they just went with "Young Master" or something instead of "Childe" but c'est la vie]

[commedia]

...Tartaglia?

[There's a pause - and then, Douman breaks out in laughter.]

Tartaglia! Tartaglia...ah, I see, I see! I guess you really are a character. Mmm. The name is Ashiya Douman. A pleasure.

[toyska]

[I can't believe Childe's going to spend the whole game getting made fun of for his stupid aliases. It's what he deserves]

Likewise. Catch up to me later, alright?