week 0 - day 1

[productions]

murder manor week zero



saturday

[Saturday begins much like Friday, with no further answers provided, and no means of escape. However, at 3 PM on Saturday, the old grandfather clock in the foyer begins to chime. From the foyer, the ballroom doors stand open, and the room is bright with sunshine. Soft, dreamy music plays from a radio inside.

Inside the ballroom, what seems to be a magnificent party is laid out. There is a buffet table laden with finger foods - vegetables and dips, finger sandwiches, pastries, fruit, and cheeses. Next to the table are glasses filled with wine, champagne, or juice. Most of the room is empty, with room to stand and talk, although towards the windows looking out on the courtyard are six tables with five place settings each, set for a larger meal.

And then there's a seventh table, at the back of the room, on which are thirty small notebooks. Inside, the notebooks appear to be some sort of album, with each page containing a picture of and information about your fellow guests.

After everyone has filed in, the doors shut and lock behind the final guest; the doors to the courtyard close as well. You'll have some time to talk amongst yourself, for it will be another hour of dining before anyone else appears]

This is an open mingle log for the welcome feast. Please tag one another. There will be NPC interaction in the post later in the day.

Setting
Information Cards

Comments

[herpreciousrival]

How thoughtful! Generally I prefer my business cards for this sort of thing, but I'm sure not everyone carries one.[Speaking of which, please have one!]

I am Sailor Aluminum Siren! [Her page says Reiko Aya, but Karasuma-san isn't here to chide her about not using her alias.]

[speakveryclearly]

[She accepts it with a slightly raised eyebrow, tucks it between the pages of her own notebook.]

I don't have a rank or card like you, I'm just Kanaya Maryam.

[herpreciousrival]

[Visit her at that address if you ever need a talent agent. Or your starseed removed fro your body. Either or.]

It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Maryam. [Siren bows politely.]

[speakveryclearly]

The same, the same. [Her head just inclines; her culture isn't quite as bow-happy.]

So, I take it your story is similar to everyone else's in its attributes of amnesia before abduction?

[herpreciousrival]

Amnesia?

Did I forget something? I can't remember. [That's probably the point.]

[speakveryclearly]

That is... do you remember how you got here?

[herpreciousrival]

Now that you mention it, I suppose not. [And yet she still doesn't seem concerned.]

I didn't think too much of it, the bed I woke up in was really wonderful to sleep in.

[speakveryclearly]

...isn't it odd? Were we all drugged or something?

[herpreciousrival]

Maybe a little odd. [In the grand scheme of things it doesn't really seem too serious.]

[Siren will just help herself to some finger foods. The more Kanaya makes her think about this the more hungry she seems to become.] How could they possibly drug thirty people so easily?

[speakveryclearly]

Not just thirty people, but thirty people in very disparate locations. [She's trying not to look at the food. She's a thirsty vampire here and this second day of nobody to feed from is making her antsy.]

[herpreciousrival]

You're not from Earth either then?

[speakveryclearly]

Either?

I didn't think I'd meet another alien here! [you don't look like it tbh]

[herpreciousrival]

[She's got humanoid privilege.]

Yes, I was transferred to the frontier planets, focusing on Earth recently! The majority of my work has taken place outside this solar system.

What planet do you hail from, Miss Maryam?

[speakveryclearly]

Alternia. It's actually very distant from Earth by most evaluations, to the point that I'm not even too familiar with the geography of that galaxy.

[herpreciousrival]

Alternia... [Siren taps her chin thoughtfully.]

My apologies Miss Maryam, I can't say I recognize it. [Either it was an insignificant planet or it must have been one of the planets Karasuma-san raided.]

[speakveryclearly]

I hadn't expected as much. The distance between our civilizations of origin is clearly astronomical.