WEEK 1

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Now that we've got that out of the way, it seems the participants are free to explore the manor at their leisure. The entire first floor is available to them at all times, and any attempts to maneuver outside or to a different floor will prove useless. Seems you're going to get very familiar with this area over the next week or so.

There may be something there that wasn't there before, namely, a set of rules posted next to the bios. Take heed of them, mortals. If you wish to have a private conversation with your Host, it's now entirely possible.

With all that in mind, exploring sounds like a good idea. Proceed with caution, mortals. There are no safety bars to be lowered here.]

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{ooc: This is the last mod post of the week - we'll have the new week log up for you on Sunday! Feel free to drop your coins into the slot machine if you've earned them. Just remember that this first week is a peace week, meaning that there will be no murder! Enjoy the quiet while it lasts, kids.}

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[arpeggiositar]

[A reward for talking? Sounds like something Demyx would like. AT some point he approaches Stanford, he seems in good mood]

Okay, what do you want to know? And what reward do you have for me once we're done?

[Yeah, it's obvious what he's aiming for, hah]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Ford offers Demyx a tight little smile.]

I'm open to any information you're comfortable with giving. I'm hoping to find a pattern that will help me understand why we were all chosen to come here.

Compensation is, of course, determined by the quantity and quality of information I receive.

[arpeggiositar]

Okay, got it. [What could be impressive enough...? And how much hould he reveal? Well, it's not like he's going to see Ford ever again after this all is over. May as well go full throttle]

When I have my powers, I can control water!

[sixfingeredstan]

[Ford's eyebrows rise above the line of his glasses and toward his hairline.]

You don't say! Are these powers you were born with, or were they learned?

[arpeggiositar]

I learned it. I had a decent enough control of it, and then, uh... [Demyx makes vague gestures with his hands] ...something I don't want to talk about happened, and my control over it increased a lot.

I use my sitar to do it.

[sixfingeredstan]

I see...

[Ford's brow furrows as he jots down a few notes.]

Your...sitar? As in, the musical instrument?

[arpeggiositar]

[Demyx nods with energy]

Exactly, the musical instrument. I'd have it with me right now, but for some reason I can't find it. By the way, if you ever find a sitar thiiiis big... [He demonstrates. It's pretty much as tall as Demyx] ...then give it back to me, I really want it back.

[sixfingeredstan]

Uh—I'll keep an eye out.

[Ford looks extremely intrigued by this development.]

Was this sitar enchanted? How did it work?

[arpeggiositar]

No, it's not enchanted, it's just like...it's hard to explain, I just play the music and the water appears, takes shapes and does whatever I want. I could even make it hit enemies pretty hard if I wanted.

[Magic, how to explain that]

[sixfingeredstan]

Hmm. But you need it in order to make your powers work? Could it be some sort of point of focus? Like a channeling instrument?

[arpeggiositar]

[Demyx's starting to get a bit confused]

Mmmmmaybe? I can do some minor control without it, but I like it more when I do it with the sitar. It's fun.

[He scratches the back of his head]

Uh, but I can't do it here. I can't even do the most basic tricks.

[sixfingeredstan]

Hmmm.

[This is all good to know. Ford jots down some more notes.]

No, it seems they've taken away any superhuman powers on arrival. Did you use these powers for combat purposes?

[arpeggiositar]

[Demyx nods]

Yes, that's exactly what I used them. There's really not much use to fighting techniques in daily life.

[sixfingeredstan]

And who, exactly, was it that you were fighting? Other teenagers?

[arpeggiositar]

Yyyyyyes, actually. [One teenager and his friends, apparently] I was on my way to do that when I got caught here. This'd have been a welcome break if it wasn't for the part about having to kill each other!

[Demyx sighs. Heartless are usually defeated by Roxas and Xion, being the ones with the keyblades]

[sixfingeredstan]

Interesting. There seems to be a disproportionate amount of battle-oriented teenagers in this place.

[MAYBE THERE'S A CORRELATION]

[arpeggiositar]

Does that mean you're not battle-oriented at all?

[You don't know how to fight, old man?]

[sixfingeredstan]

On the contrary! I'm trained as a boxer, and I have extensive weaponry experience. It's just that children and teenagers in my world generally aren't.

[arpeggiositar]

What kind of world is yours, anyway?

[Maybe Demyx has visited it and he hasn't realized it yet. Better hear about it!]

[sixfingeredstan]

My home world? Just your standard Earth, from what I've seen. Modern, polluted, full of ignorant people...

[Who's bitter? NOT HIM]

But also beautiful, and diverse, and full of hidden mysteries waiting to be explored!