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

fisheye lens

[fireball]

[ The number of cameras around is kind of unnerving, but if this prettyboy can put on a brave face, then surely so can Poppy. Her smile is strained and she keeps turning to look at too many cameras, but, you know, brave face. ]

Oh, yeah. Nothing but good angles, right?

[ Why does she feel so unconvincing. God damn it. ]

[beatmatching]

[ a newbie.... pat, pat, it's okay they were all here at one point. ]

For me, yes. For you— [ he looks her over, searching. there's a certain type of appeal she has, he thinks. ]

—you have to embrace it more.

[fireball]

[ For you, and she tenses, ready to spring into outrage at the crass, insulting remark she's sure he's about to levy at her. Fucking prettyboys—

Relaxes, because wait, that wasn't so bad. ]

Oh... huh. Hm.

[ Hmmm. ]

Do you have any tips for how to do that?

[beatmatching]

[ tmw we were one second away from minami and mark pt 2. ]


First, how do you see yourself?

[fireball]

[ i believe in these two. surely ]

[ The question earns a blink. How does Poppy see herself? At least talking about herself puts her at ease. ]

Well... I'm really, really cool, for one thing. [ Yup. Yup, definitely. ] And smart. Dare I say brilliant, as a matter of fact. So those are two great qualities right there.

[beatmatching]

Smart and cool.

[ he looks her over, though it's more analytical than anything else. ]

Then start by dressing the part.

[fireball]

[ .....................................

fucking prettyboys ]

What's that supposed to mean? [ What is wrong with her tasteful hoodie? She is practically wearing the perfect programmer's casual uniform. And she is very cute in it already. ] What, you think I should wear, like, a blanket? Like you?

[ Why is his shirt like that. ]

[beatmatching]

[ he blinks once and then smiles.

he wasn't trying to be particularly pointed but he is himself so, alas. her look and words slide off of him like water on a duck. the look is elegant slutty, thank u~ ]

Well, a blanket pairs with sleepwear, yes? Not that this level of tailoring fits your look, but I'll ignore that problem for now.

[fireball]

[ He only did something a little wrong, she's just very sensitive and takes everything personally. Their feud will be great.

Glaring at his elegant sluttiness. ]

Oh, I see, so you think you're better than me because you're wearing a poncho. Well, I sure hope you don't trip over that ego of yours into one of the ponds outside or something. Would ruin your whole vibe, wouldn't it?

[beatmatching]

[ you'd think he'd be fussy over this, and yet- ]

I don't know, there's all types of performances.

[fireball]

Sure, some people like clowns at the circus.

[beatmatching]

[ clowns at the circus... ]

Now there's an insult from the archives of humanity.

[fireball]

Sure is a timeless classic, right?

[ agree with her!! ]

[beatmatching]

A timeless classic from the time humans were treated as more than pets.

[ so yeah have your agreement

i mean what- ]

1/3

[fireball]

[fireball]

3/3

[fireball]

What?

[beatmatching]

[ luka just smiles. ]

Humanity found the stars and then the stars grabbed ahold of them. We, pet-humans, only exist because of their continued generosity.

[fireball]

[ ... ]

You're fucking with me, right?

[beatmatching]

I'm not.

[ there's a certain look in his eyes that's almost wild, raw, and unpolished like his usual expressions.

this is him speaking the truth, in all its glory. ]

[fireball]

[ yeah that expression on his face is scary. Like, she thinks of Luka as a pompous asshole, full of himself and the type to look down on others. Probably a sociopath? But that look is... she doesn't think it's possible to fake.

The thought does cross her mind: she could tell him, Good, you deserve to be someone's pet. But that might be a bridge too far, even for her.

There's also the thought that he's like this because he's someone's pet, which is a whole other. fucked up thing.

So, basically, she's just gawking at him for a while, until: ]

That's fucked up.

[ very eloquent. very insightful.

also, what the fuck. ]

[beatmatching]

It happened a long time ago.

[ ancient history. water is wet and humans are the pets of aliens.

it really has been weirder interacting with others where the structure is so different, to be honest. ]

[fireball]

I'm sorry, it just— It kind of sounds like the plot to a movie. You know?

[ To what little credit she has, she is more subdued now. ]

You've really just... lived your entire life like that?

[beatmatching]

That's right.

[ he really doesn't have anything else to say there because it is what it is.


depressingly. ]

[fireball]

[ ... She also has very little else to say. She could try to pat his shoulder, but she also still kind of doesn't want to touch him? Hm.

... ]

That's rough.

[ He doesn't even get a buddy. ]