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

arrival

[gamboler]

[ Wow, such enthusiasm. Aventurine greets the self-proclaimed Nicodeme La Roux -- he commits the pronunciation to memory, these things matter -- with a relaxed smile, one hand on his hip, the other resting atop his (sizeable) luggage. ]

A pleasure, Mr. Nico, but aren't you one of the guests, too? You should be taking it easy, not hauling luggage.

[ Also credit where it's due for the dramatic entrance, he can appreciate it! ]

[crimsin]

Oh, I hardly mind! An extra bag or two is nothing to me!

[ Says this lanky-looking man. Okay then. ]

Of course, I will not impose if you would rather carry your own things, Monsieur-?

[gamboler]

[ Listen, he's not one to refuse an offer like that, especially as eager as Nico is. He doesn't seem the type to call in debts, but Aventurine will still keep it in mind. ]

Ah, you can call me Aventurine. One of the Ten Stonehearts of the Strategic Investment Department. Then again, that probably doesn't mean much to anyone here. Old habits, and all.

[ And they'll be watching him. Anyway, he holds his case out for Nico to take, so he can offer a polite bow of introduction. ]

[crimsin]

[ He takes the suitcase, hefting it up with one arm like it weighs nothing. ]

It is a pleasure to meet you, Monsieur Aventurine! I do not know what that title means in the least, but it sounds very impressive!

[gamboler]

[ That earns Nico an easy chuckle. Oh, he's awfully genuine isn't he? ]

The pleasure is all mine. Here we can ignore all pretense of titles and status, anyway. We're all equals in games of the heart.

[ As he steps further into the house, glancing around for the bedrooms. ]

[crimsin]

[ He thinks he heard some commotion coming from one room in particular (probably Verso getting flattened by a giant futon) so that's where he heads. ]

Aha! Well put! Are you a poet in your spare time?

[gamboler]

[ rip verso...... ]

Haha, that's a new one! Nothing quite so noble. I'm a businessman, though many like to call me a gambler.

[ on account of his (gestures to all of him) ]

[crimsin]

[ He'll be fine. Probably. ]

I did think you were dressed somewhat flashy for a mere businessman. A gambler suits you better, I think. How is your luck, Monsieur Gambler?

[gamboler]

[ a slow blink as The Horrors flash behind his eyes ]

I've never lost a bet, if that tells you anything. I like to think it might help us in the weeks to come. We're all in this together, right?

[crimsin]

That we are! We have just arrived so it is probably too soon to ask, but is there anyone you think could be a likely match for yourself?

[ Nico has been lowkey panicking this whole time because Everyone Is Hot. ]

[gamboler]

[ The question seems to catch Aventurine somewhat by surprise, even though he's been attempting to deduce that very thing since he arrived. That's the point of all this, isn't it? Yet... ]

I'm afraid the jury is still out on that one. There's a lot to take into consideration...who knows! Maybe it's even you.

[ Said with a winsome wink, ignoring his uncertainty to be shameless instead. ]

[crimsin]

[ Well, that reaction is to be expected. They did all just get here and there's a lot to take in. ]

Oh, I would be honored indeed to have a handsome man like you as my match.

[gamboler]

[ Oh dear, oh dear, gorgeous, ]

You're so certain, just like that? But we've only just met. For all you know, I'm criminal mastermind plotting world domination, or...maybe I chew with my mouth open.

[ These are crimes on the same level yes. ]

[crimsin]

Are you either of those things?

[ Those two very equal things. ]

[gamboler]

You'll simply have to get to know me and find out, won't you?

[ We have a little fun being coy. In any case, they've arrived at the joint bedroom now, where Aventurine seems to only be realizing now that they aren't getting individual rooms, but they'll all be sharing one, instead. Not ideal, but... ]

Ah, seems we'll all be getting to know each other well quite quickly, if we're even sleeping in close quarters. There's a joke about strange bedfellows to be made, here...

[crimsin]

I suppose I shall.

[ Nico just beams. He likes to have faith in people and likes to see the good in them no matter what. He relishes the chance to meet so many interesting individuals here, Aventurine absolutely included.

He takes a second to take stock of the sleeping arrangements and gives a chuckle. ]

Oh, mon ami, have you not watched the show before? Everyone must always share, in some manner.

[gamboler]

I can't say it's reached our corner of the galaxy yet...ah, well. It's not a problem.

[ He's slept in far less welcoming accommodations. It's more the company he's worried about, but he'll manage that, too. ]

So, any concerning sleep habits I should know about? Or am I safe to have you set my bag down at the futon next to yours, friend? Aha, I can be a bit of a babbler, fair warning.

[crimsin]

Well. I am usually nocturnal, but if everyone else in the house is diurnal, I will simply need to adjust.

[ That's sure a place to start. ]

[gamboler]

[ It. Certainly is... ]

You...sleep during the day? I'll admit, that may make your match-making a little more difficult...

[ But also, why. Plenty of species are nocturnal, but usually not...humans? Maybe he's made too much of an assumption on that part. ]

[crimsin]

The sunlight will turn me to ash, so it is something of a necessity.

[ So casual. ]

[gamboler]

[ ]

That's a....rather alarming aspect of your constitution, my friend. An...extreme allergy?

[crimsin]

Non, non, that is garlic.

[ ???? ]

I am a vampire. We simply cannot exist in Soleil’s light.

[gamboler]

[ What does being allergic to garlic have to do with being a-- ]

Vampire? My apologies, friend. I'm unfamiliar.

[ But very curious! ]

[crimsin]

Is that so? Well, I am happy to explain. We vampires are a race of people who, as I mentioned, cannot step foot into the sunlight because it will turn us to ash. We have some few other flaws — we cannot touch silver, nor enter a domicile when we have not been invited. We must feed on the blood of others to live.

[ BREEZING PAST THAT- ]

But in exchange, we are extraordinarily gifted in all else, from our physical prowess to our mastery of magic.

[gamboler]

[ Hol up, why he's trying to skip right over the hot part —

I mean, who said that,

His brows inch higher and higher, uncertain if he should buy this out of pocket, but Nico just seems so earnest about it. ]

That's quite the gamut of strengths and weakness, I must say! Should we worry about about you taking a bite in our sleep, I wonder?

[ He teasing. Mostly. ]