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VELVET ROOM - FRIDAY THE 13TH EDITION
Who: Employees of the Velvet Room and You
What: It's time for some introductions, and perhaps a few job offers.
Where: The Velvet Room
When: October 13
For what is now a very small and select group of people, the experience they have that night in their dreams will be familiar. For many others, however, it is completely new.
It happens as everyone turns in for the night, prepared for a rest. The transition happens almost smoothly: One moment, you're settling into your bed (or, for the sloppier among you, a couch or suitable chair) with your eyelids sliding shut. The next, you're opening them in what appears to be a small office cubicle in a rather barren office floor where all is awash in various shades in blue. A quick inspection will show that a thick fog is rolling past the windows showing the outside, and that all in the room are dressed in business casual clothing. Those who have Awakened fully, those who haven't -- it doesn't matter. Everyone who hasn't fallen back asleep is here.
There's the sound of computers being booted up. Slowly... slowly... this will take a while.
Decorations cover some of the desks, or at least as much as one could expect decorations to be for those who don't exist outside of this world. Cobwebs cover areas, but have candy canes and plastic eggs (that contain little toys) inside them instead of spiders. There are some pumpkins all over but... nothing on them. Just dumped wherever there is free space.
A plate of food is in the kitchen next to the still woefully pathetic, non-working coffee machine -- candied apples with chocolates (Christmas and Halloween themed). Blue drinks. A...bottle of ketchup? (That was for fake blood but Mary talked William out of it).
There are other people here, as well. That much becomes apparent when a quiet but distinct voice says, "Good evening and welcome to the second team meeting. We have some assignments for you."
To the side, waiting at the entrance of the gathering room, a pair of figures are waiting: Mary and William. It's clearly the former who's spoken, but the latter is next, a lot more relaxed as he smiles. "They'll be worth your time!" he promises, and grins at those who are new to this whole experience. On his face, he has a carrot tied to his nose as a “costume.” (Mary does not seem to have followed suit.) "For the rest of you, I'm William, and this is my sister Mary."
After a brief description of what they're talking about, the siblings happy to answer questions, or just let people wander around exploring the Velvet Room to their satisfaction. There is an awful lot to look at, after all. The cafeteria, the strange computers, the busted up coffee machine in the corner... the world is your oyster.
Or, well. This particular crappy office is your oyster. That's good enough, right?
[OOC: IF you have a question for the Velvet Room’s residents, please make sure to denote it in the title so that they can reply to you! The requests are now open! Keep watching for new request to appear as well!]
What: It's time for some introductions, and perhaps a few job offers.
Where: The Velvet Room
When: October 13
For what is now a very small and select group of people, the experience they have that night in their dreams will be familiar. For many others, however, it is completely new.
It happens as everyone turns in for the night, prepared for a rest. The transition happens almost smoothly: One moment, you're settling into your bed (or, for the sloppier among you, a couch or suitable chair) with your eyelids sliding shut. The next, you're opening them in what appears to be a small office cubicle in a rather barren office floor where all is awash in various shades in blue. A quick inspection will show that a thick fog is rolling past the windows showing the outside, and that all in the room are dressed in business casual clothing. Those who have Awakened fully, those who haven't -- it doesn't matter. Everyone who hasn't fallen back asleep is here.
There's the sound of computers being booted up. Slowly... slowly... this will take a while.
Decorations cover some of the desks, or at least as much as one could expect decorations to be for those who don't exist outside of this world. Cobwebs cover areas, but have candy canes and plastic eggs (that contain little toys) inside them instead of spiders. There are some pumpkins all over but... nothing on them. Just dumped wherever there is free space.
A plate of food is in the kitchen next to the still woefully pathetic, non-working coffee machine -- candied apples with chocolates (Christmas and Halloween themed). Blue drinks. A...bottle of ketchup? (That was for fake blood but Mary talked William out of it).
There are other people here, as well. That much becomes apparent when a quiet but distinct voice says, "Good evening and welcome to the second team meeting. We have some assignments for you."
To the side, waiting at the entrance of the gathering room, a pair of figures are waiting: Mary and William. It's clearly the former who's spoken, but the latter is next, a lot more relaxed as he smiles. "They'll be worth your time!" he promises, and grins at those who are new to this whole experience. On his face, he has a carrot tied to his nose as a “costume.” (Mary does not seem to have followed suit.) "For the rest of you, I'm William, and this is my sister Mary."
After a brief description of what they're talking about, the siblings happy to answer questions, or just let people wander around exploring the Velvet Room to their satisfaction. There is an awful lot to look at, after all. The cafeteria, the strange computers, the busted up coffee machine in the corner... the world is your oyster.
Or, well. This particular crappy office is your oyster. That's good enough, right?
[OOC: IF you have a question for the Velvet Room’s residents, please make sure to denote it in the title so that they can reply to you! The requests are now open! Keep watching for new request to appear as well!]
Chikusa OTA
[Chikusa, for the most part, has been ignoring the holiday decorations as best as he can. Occasionally, he nudges some fake web out of the way so that it's not in front of the screen, but even then that seems to be a bit more effort than he really wants to bother with.]
[Instead, he's reserving his effort for flicking through the screen.]
...Everything about him...
B - The Coffee
[...Well. He guesses there's no ignoring this.]
[Chikusa is standing before what is clearly a disassembled coffee machine, dead eyeing it before he heaves out a quiet sigh. This isn't what he'd wanted to be reminded of, but when the siblings had mentioned its state...]
....They don't even have coffee here...
B
See she remembered! Just like you said. Really her dreams have been so messed up lately. But they at least let her remember who she was.
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He blinks at her question. "Ah.... Yeah." He tilts his head to the side slightly. It's hard to tell... "Did you Awaken?"
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"Thanks for nailing Sho." She scrubs cheerfully. Anyone shooting Shotaro with arrows is ok in her book. Though there's still room to change her mind about such things. She looks up at the question staring at the ceiling thoughtfully. "I don't really get it but I remember who I'm supposed to be." Her head drops and she looks at him with a frown and concern warring on her face. "I'm Natsu outside here you know. And Natsu isn't nice." There's probably nothing he can do about it but it's still upsetting. It's one thing to 'play' Natsu it's another thing to be her with real people getting the brunt of her bullying.
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....Still enough to point out that the thing he'd shot hadn't been the real deal, so.
"I think I know.." At least, Ciro had avoided her. "Being popular like that seems annoying."
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"But it is nice having friends." And there's something longing in her tone. She doesn't expect anything from you Chikusa don't worry.
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Thank god. Ran's weirdness is enough.
"...Do you need popularity for that..." Chikusa honestly doesn't know. He got his life partners in childhood, after they survived horrible experiments and murdered anyone who had a problem with them.