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WEEK ZERO: INTRO MINGLE....2
POPULATION: 37
[At around 10 AM sunday morning, there is the sound of a very alarming, earth-shaking crash that comes from the hallway with the elevator.
Should you choose to investigate, you will come across four figures splattered across the ground in front of said elevator, covered in slime and bits of fur.
The first figure to pop up is a figure in a hooded cloak with a crossed swords symbol etched into the side of the hood. They use the rest of the figures on the floor to push themselves up and then immediately let out a blood-curdling shriek as they justโฆ set the elevator on fire.
As the elevator closes over the flames, the smallest figure in a hooded cloak with a ring of hearts symbol rolls off to the side, looking at their slime-coated sleeves with a distressed nya sound. They reach up to wipe bits of slime off of the two bumps at the top of their head, flinging it on the floor before sitting up on their knees.
The third hooded figure rolls up, and then rolls? into the air? to float? The very tip of the white, spiraled horn on the top of their head jutting through the hood is chipped. :( A wilted plant symbol is embroidered on the side of the hood. They clap their hands somewhat excitedly.]
Wow, we, like, didnโt die!
[The tallest figure finally pulls themselves up off the floor with a little groan, having been on the bottom of the pile. They reach up to rub their head, careful of the hood of their cloak, which has an eye symbol embroidered on the side. Their sleeve slips down a little, and a bright green eye opens up on their forearm, swiveling to look around before it closes and blinks out of existence.]
Jeez, did we not have enough property destruction already? Cannot believe you bitches live like this, by the way.
[The elevator is now closed, and the figure with the wrath symbol just sits down on the floor and starts shucking the slime off their sleeves like theyโre squeegee-ing it. Their cloak is pulled up a little, which means everybody can see their bare feet, which are on fire. grumbled:]
Wish I were dead.
[The figure with the lust symbol whines slightly as they get to their feet, leaving little time between the moment they stand and the moment they move in the blink of an eye to jump onto the tallest figureโs back, draping themselves over them as they look around. Please ignore the way the back of their cloak quivers just slightly.]
Aw, donโt say that. How were we supposed to know the elevator would get stuck?
Oof- [The tall figure only stumbles slightly, just taking hold of their new barnacleโs legs like this is not the first time itโs happened. They are allowed to feel tall.]
Well, now itโs stuck and on fire, which I personally donโt think is a huge improvement? Can we, uh, move on? Definitely not it.
[In the background, the wrath hood lies on the floor and expires.]
Welcome to, uh--here! We were going to come down earlier to greet you, buuuut someone broke the elevator! Weโre here now, though, soโฆ hello!
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Does that mean, then, that there's another entrance and exit from this place? Or have you just trapped us all in here for good?
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[...] Okay, well. I did set the elevator on fire for fun, but you're not gonna be trapped. It'll be fixed by tomorrow, probably, if you clowns leave it alone for half a second.
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...and what is this goo, exactly, anyway?
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And please. Please, I promise you? Vlad, look at me. I promise that you don't want to know the answer to that question.
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I most certainly do, considering I got absolutely covered in it the other day. So? It looks like it could be ectoplasm, but not quite.
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It's like, slime? It's goo. I don't know what to tell you. It's probably because you were being an asshole.
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Really? That's as specific as you know? I thought you all were running this place.
...is the answer to everything just always going to be 'I don't know, it's magic'?
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[they just give him an unimpressed look. or like, what he might imagine is one, since he can't see their face.]
Magic is a perfectly good answer to your question, even if you don't like it personally.
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[this would be the point where they should introduce themselves, but.]
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Well? What should I call you then?
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Really now! And exactly what power do you have over me?
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Don't test me.
[for the next thirty minutes, vlad will be unable to speak in anything but gibberish.]
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[ he freezes in incoherent...rage? panic? ]
Habbu gaba tunga?!
[ translation: what did you just do to me?! ]
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they just wave their hand, like they're dismissing him. have fun, vlad.]
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