You're My Friend, They're My Friends (IC Intro)

[whimsicalism]

Whatever you were doing before, wherever you were before this moment it doesn't matter. The world seems to grow dark around you: an almost inaudible giggle floats to your year before you lose consciousness completely. Other it belonging to a child there's no defining characteristics of the voice. Maybe you just imagined it? Even if you did, one thing is clear when you wake up.

You're not where you were before. The bedroom you find yourself is plush and well decorated, almost like a fancy hotel or apartment. That might be little comfort considering that it's clear that you don't recognize it. Before you rush off to explore your surroundings there's a message pinned to the door to the hall.

From the desk of the Queen:

Hello, my friends dear.

I can only hope you enjoy your new life here. For those you stirring from sleep, this is my promise that I will keep: I will let you go if that is what you desire but the price for it will be quite dire.

For my rules are quite clear that I don't wish you to leave. Yet I will, if you can take the grief.

If you wish to know my name and the reasons to my game, meet in the audience hall for tea. Tea, yes, a grand tea party for my grand guests! Cake and sweets are what we need to meet. In an hour we both will be there, no peeking before!

Signed,

Instead of a signature, there's a small feline paw print underneath as well as some strange sort of heart crest?

There seems to be others moving outside your room. Perhaps it's time to explore, to see if anyone else knows what's going on. Don't slip on the playing card (an ace of hearts, with the heart shape replaced by the strange crest). That there's a scribbled phrase of 'dormez-vous? dormez-vous?' on the card but surely one of the others slipped it under your door.

This Castle seems like a strange place ot live in... yet for now it's quiet and peaceful, even if the Audience Hall is locked.

Comments

ever-popular hands

[ballooncaged]

[The arm attached to the tapped shoulder tenses with a clenched fist. Mizuki offers the other empty palm.]

Try anything funny and you're getting a knuckle sandwich.

[scratchitti]

If I was trying to creep I'd be more subtle.

[ballooncaged]

[There's a lot to unpack there but Mizuki draws her hand back out of reach, though still chest-level and visible.]

Then you're satisfied with just that look already, right?

[scratchitti]

["Ugh, don't act like I'm going to try and sniff it!"]

Yeah, I saw what I need to see.

i'm LIVING for the snarks

[ballooncaged]

[Crosses her arms to protect herself again.]

Do you have X-ray vision or something?

[scratchitti]

Don't be stupid, of course I don't. It's just a mark on your hand. If you had it, it'd be pretty hard to hide.

[ballooncaged]

That girl over there is some kind of avianoid and X-ray vision is too hard to imagine for you?

[She can see what he means though about marks having many possible natural origins.]