week one | arrival

[marriagebroker]

The characters will arrive one by one, in whatever vehicle suits them the best to the front of estate. It's a beautiful estate filled with plants and trees and little ponds and all kinds of little hideaways. But it all cumulates at the main house, where they will be dropped off and greeted by a familiar face who stands outside the house and welcomes them in. They will be able to bring one suitcase with items and clothes as well as their pet(s?).

The main thing to notice when you step into the house though is that cameras are everywhere. Despite the many little hideaways of this house, there's no privacy whatsoever. Oh well!

When everyone is gathered together, the host from earlier will greet everyone with a merry:

"Welcome, my affection seeking friends! This is where you'll be staying the next few weeks. Find a place to settle in and get to know each other! I'll be around, in case you need anything."

He genuinely seems to mean it, at least?! But that seems to be it, he'll slip away in the meantime and leave you all to it.

A few things to note, of course:

• There is only one "bedroom" which is a large room, with a closet full of futons to roll out and use in said room. Sleepover time!


• There is an extra, extra, extra, extra large futon for Messmer.


• In one of the rooms of the estate, there is a lovely piano ready for use. Feel free to ask for more instruments, if you'd like.


• The kitchen is filled with food of all kinds and modern appliances so folks can cook whatever they'd like! There is also a bar in the kitchen, stocked with alcohol.


• In the living room, there is a screen showing everyone's profiles. It is touch screen, so feel free to swipe through!


• There is, of course, a banner in the living room reading 有緣千里來相會 (which, for the keen-eyed, translates to "Fate brings together those that are a thousand miles apart"). This was definitely written by the host.


• There is a welcome cake.

Boom Boom Room | Property Damage
Truth Booth Voting | Match Ceremony Voting

Comments

[reverso]

Oh, a winner of a competition.

[He doesn't know what that competition is, precisely, nor the real context for idol. But Verso can read between the lines.]

We've a celebrity on our hands. Don't worry; you can make your name known a second time, I'm sure others here would love to hear you sing.

If that's what you want, anyway.

[beatmatching]

Of course. This is the wrong type of place to be if you were inclined to hide, isn't it? Reaching new heights of fame is as natural to me as the desire of birds to fly.

Though I'll confess this is my first time on this particular brand of TV show.

[ it's okay it's a totally normal competition as per idols in media standards! ]

[reverso]

[are you sure about that]

That's the making of a real performer, I think. Always striving to perform, to put their art out for all to see. And what a stage this is.

[Though he could argue that there'd be various reasons for others to be spotlight adverse, even with creativity in their veins, but he won't.]

What, you mean a... dating show?

[beatmatching]

[ positive

crosses my fingers behind my back. ]

Why thank you. [ nod. ]

Right. I've done many interviews, dramas, and even a comedy or two.

[reverso]

Oh, then all this must be old hat to you. Feeling confident?

[beatmatching]

I always am. [ humble is antithetical to his entire being. ]

What of yourself?

[reverso]

[Makes a waggly gesture with hand.]

So-so? I've been out of the dating game for a while.

[beatmatching]

You'd let that stop you? I haven't dated before, actually.

[reverso]

[A scoff.]

Surely not. Someone as popular as you?

[beatmatching]

Cross my heart.

[ he even brings his hand to his chest, stopping just short of making his words a reality. ]

I haven't had the time for it, nor the mind.

[reverso]

[He quirks his lips at the gesture, then strides forward to lean in closer to the piano. He examines the back half idly; all the strings and hammers.]

No? So what's changed?

[beatmatching]

To put it quite simply, I won. As winner of ALST 49, that gives me the opportunity and time to explore other things.

[ the top is only the top before you reach it, and then it's on to new heights. ]

[reverso]

[Quite an artistic mindset, that.]

And now you're going to throw your hat into the ring of love and romance. That's a whole different beast than music, you know.

[beatmatching]

I have sung about love before, so it's not as if I'm completely awash in naivety.

[ maybe he's even written a song or two about a certain someone? the thought floats through his mind like a petal in the wind, but it's already swept away in his next breath. ]

But if that's an offer to mentor me, I'll listen.

[reverso]

Oh?

[Something about that makes him chuckle. Oh, yes, the people here seem definitely suited to a dating game...]

Is the part where I pretend that I'm an expert in the art of wooing and flirt shamelessly in return?

[beatmatching]

Sure. What do you have to lose?

[ live your best life!!!! ]

[reverso]

My pride, of course.

[But he shrugs and rounds the piano to the front.]

But I prefer to do things a little more sincerely. [(lmao)] Room for two to sit?

[beatmatching]

Be my guest. [ he moves over so he's on one side instead of squarely in the middle. ]

[reverso]

[He sits, placing his hands on the treble side of the keys, tinkling out a bright little melody.]

Come on. Let's play together for a bit.

[beatmatching]

Sure. On your lead.

[ he'll return the melody with something equal with ease. ]

[reverso]

[He takes the lead as requested, spinning a melody that straddles the line between whimsical and melancholic, but leaving enough room for his companion to add his own interpretation.

He wants to hear what he comes up with.]

[beatmatching]

[ whimsical and melancholic... like before, he has no problem plucking keys that follow along the path that's been laid out for him. but he does add a touch of his own, heavier keys and more striking cords that spin a bolder composition. ]

[reverso]

[Heightening the mood rather than turning it in its own direction. He can appreciate that; and he wonders what it says about Luka, too.

The melody flows organically. In a few minutes' time, he wraps it up with a little trill of a flourish.]

C'est joli. [Pleased.] Ah, we should have written the progression down.

[But alas nothing to write with!!!]

[beatmatching]

There isn't anything to write with here, is there? [ he remembers that from his debriefing. ]

But I should have no problem remembering it, either way.

[ this sounds like a brag but he doesn't even mean for it to be one, for once. ]

[reverso]

Thanks. I can help, too. Mind's a steel trap.

[Taps his temple. is it tho]

Did you enjoy yourself?