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]

[ no :) ]

Sure. Ride off into the horizon with my beau in my arms, never to be seen again. It's the sort of thing you read about, anyway.

Hope to see it from you, at least, before the game's over. [Or anyone else who hopes to find love; this seems like a good group. They deserve it.]

[scooptimistic]

You want me to ride off into the horizon with my beau in my arms?

[ With a huff of a laugh--

Sorry, the mental image of doing that with some of these people is incredibly funny. ]

I don't know if I've got the arm strength for that! I'm such a delicate flower, you know.

[reverso]

[It honestly is, and that's why it's a great mental image. It makes Verso's smile widen.]

Appearances can be deceiving, Maya.

[the tiny 16 year old girl in his party was a dps nuke okay]

And I know anyone who claims to be a delicate flower is anything but.

[scooptimistic]

[ Good for her, honestly. ]

Okay, wow. Saying it like that makes it sound like I'm being dishonest, but I think I'd have trouble with picking up some of the more muscular types...

[reverso]

True, but I mean more than just pure physical strength. You must have some tricks up your sleeve — didn't you say something about the... er, destruction of humanity?

[And how it all worked out okay in the end?]

[scooptimistic]

Oh, I did. It's not the best conversation starter, but it's true that I have ways of fighting that aren't just decking someone as hard as I can.

[ Though. ]

Sometimes, that also works.

[reverso]

[He won't pry any more than she's comfortable with today. But he must admit he is curious — as a man who had to fight his way through many conflicts in the past, it's only natural that he wonders about everyone else's modes of combat.]

Remind me not to get on your bad side.

[Please don't punch him.]

So, how else do you fight? Chroma?

[scooptimistic]

Chroma...

... You're gonna have to explain that one to me.

[ That's not a word she knows! ]

[reverso]

[He pauses, blinks, and realizes his mistake.]

Sorry. "Chroma" only applies to where I'm from. Still getting used to this whole "different worlds" thing.

[Ha...]

I suppose the next closest thing would be "magic." Do you use magic?

[scooptimistic]

Oh!

[ Okay. Doable. ]

I do! Though it's sort of through a catalyst, not anything that comes directly from me. It's not really a big thing in my world.

[reverso]

A catalyst?

[His mind wanders to Lune; the weapons she used, her little floating emblems, that would condense the elements of her spellwork into "stains" of energy to use for later.]

You mean a weapon. Magic wand? Staff?

[scooptimistic]

Persona. It's kind of like another me, but it takes the shape of different mythological figures.

[ So no wands or such. ]

[reverso]

[Okay.

But also: huh?]

...You've lost me.

[scooptimistic]

I'll demonstrate. Back up a bit?

[ Might as well. Showing is easier than telling. ]

[reverso]

[He takes a few steps back, gesturing at the empty space between them.]

By all means.

[scooptimistic]

[ Maya doesn't really gesture, just closes her eyes briefly.

And then a figure shimmers forth, emerging from her body. ]

1/2

[reverso]

[Oh.

Strange and fantastical things are not at all foreign to Verso, but the nature of this strange and fantastical thing is still quite surprising to him. What an outfit it wears — and yet she said this was a figure of myth?

But it's Maya, at the same time?]

[reverso]

[After a moment of processing-]

Well, now I'm jealous. And I thought I was the flashy one.

[scooptimistic]

I can share the limelight every once in a while.

[ And the figure vanishes. ]

A Persona is more a less one of the many faces humans wear. The potential to be divine or demonic...

[reverso]

[One of the many faces humans wear.]

So, like a mask? If you want to generalize.

[His shoulders stiffen a bit, but he rolls that tension straight into crossing his arms, so it's fine.]

Used as a way to protect yourself... The symbolism's not lost on me. I think you win the "cool ways to cast magic" competition.

[scooptimistic]

As much as I'd like to accept that, I'd also like to see an example of Chroma from you before I make any final decisions.

[ Since! It's only fair!

If she's noticed any tension, she doesn't comment on it. ]

[reverso]

[It's fine, surely, because it's gone as he uncrosses his arms.]

I don't mind showing off, but I'll be the first to admit that I wasn't exactly the spellcaster in the group.

[Lune had all the flash and flair of someone who used Chroma as easy as breathing; Verso has to incorporate it into more traditional attacks.

Case in point, his sword suddenly appears in his hand, wisping with a whorl of painterly-like energy as it solidifies. He grips it by its hilt and holds it up slightly for her to see.]

See? Sword.

[Said like, Ta-da. (There's more to it than this.)]

[scooptimistic]

Ooh!

[ This is a very audience-like ooh. She is mildly impressed. ]

That makes it easier to carry around, I bet!

[reverso]

It's very handy.

[The sword itself seems to radiate with heat, but with a flick of his wrist, that heat is suddenly replaced with a bright, shimmering light.]

I can't put on too much of a show unless I want to shred the furniture, but this should get the point across.

[He slashes his sword diagonally to the side, and that light manifests as a "cut" that sears across the air a distance away. He doesn't actually slice at anything physical, because he doesn't want to wreck the house.]

Light!

[scooptimistic]

[ Okay. More than mildly impressed now. She's even clapping. ]

And you think I had you beat? My guns just shoot bullets, not light shows!