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foolishmortals2018-01-07 10:29 am
grimgrinningghosts) wrote in foolishmortals2018-01-07 10:29 am
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Forget all your troubles
[You wake up and instantly realize something is wrong.
There is a vague feeling of dread hanging in the air and, as comfortable as this bed is, there’s just something off about everything, even before you open your eyes. The dread only grows when you open your eyes and realize that you are in a completely unfamiliar room. One that has clearly seen better days at that.
As you explore your room, you will soon find a bedroom key resting on the dresser along with a note]
Welcome, esteemed guest, to our humble abode. We hope that you enjoy your stay in this Phantom Manor, as we expect you to stay with us for a very long time.
Feel free to make yourself at home as you enjoy what this manor has to offer, whether it’s the library, our projection room, or our famous wax museum. We’re sure you will find great joy
However, before you can get too comfortable, we ask you to please come to the portrait gallery at noon so we can discuss your stay here.
We eagerly await to meet you.
-Your Host
[The uncomfortable feeling doesn’t let up as you leave the safety of your bedroom. The manor seems old and decrepit, almost like it would fall over at the slightest breeze. Despite that, anyone who tries to escape will soon realize that the walls are unusually sturdy, and there are no doors that would seemingly lead to the outside world.
Still, at least you’re not alone in this scenario, if the other bedroom doors are any indications. Maybe there are a few more people coming out of their bedrooms too, so you have someone to talk toif you want to try to figure out what's going on. But if the 30 bios in the foyer hall are any indication, whoever has you here did not do this on accident. Whatever you’re here for, it seems like you’re here for a reason.
But hey, what’s the use of being pessimistic about this? Maybe it’s all an innocent situation… right?]
There is a vague feeling of dread hanging in the air and, as comfortable as this bed is, there’s just something off about everything, even before you open your eyes. The dread only grows when you open your eyes and realize that you are in a completely unfamiliar room. One that has clearly seen better days at that.
As you explore your room, you will soon find a bedroom key resting on the dresser along with a note]
Feel free to make yourself at home as you enjoy what this manor has to offer, whether it’s the library, our projection room, or our famous wax museum. We’re sure you will find great joy
However, before you can get too comfortable, we ask you to please come to the portrait gallery at noon so we can discuss your stay here.
We eagerly await to meet you.
-Your Host
[The uncomfortable feeling doesn’t let up as you leave the safety of your bedroom. The manor seems old and decrepit, almost like it would fall over at the slightest breeze. Despite that, anyone who tries to escape will soon realize that the walls are unusually sturdy, and there are no doors that would seemingly lead to the outside world.
Still, at least you’re not alone in this scenario, if the other bedroom doors are any indications. Maybe there are a few more people coming out of their bedrooms too, so you have someone to talk toif you want to try to figure out what's going on. But if the 30 bios in the foyer hall are any indication, whoever has you here did not do this on accident. Whatever you’re here for, it seems like you’re here for a reason.
But hey, what’s the use of being pessimistic about this? Maybe it’s all an innocent situation… right?]
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I know, everyone knows humans think rats are gross. That's not a secret.
[And the disease part is because of fleas, but he refrains from saying that. That's not what she'd like to hear, that much he's sure about]
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But you look like a...kind of well-groomed little fella. So it's nice to meet you, I think. [ She hesitantly sticks out a...finger, for him to shake, he's a very small rodent. ] Sorry for screaming. I'm Kimberly.
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I'm Rémy!
[Right, humans like to shake hands. He takes the tip of her finger between her paws and kind of struggles to move it up and down just a millimeter or two. What else do humans say when introducing themselves...the place they come from? It'd be kind of pointless most of the time, but seeing how it's unlikely they're anywhere near home right now...]
I live in Paris!
[Good enough]
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Really? That's where my mom and stepdad live. I was actually gonna live there too, once school was over. Is it nice?
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I haven't seen all of Paris because...it's too big for me to see everything, but I like what I know! There's a certain charm in Paris I haven't seen anywhere else!
[...maybe because 'anywhere else' is literally the sewers and an old woman's countryside house]
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[ But she stops that train of thought as soon as she reaches it. ]
Anyway, maybe I'll like it, once I go there. Probably. Paris... Jeez, I thought you were just a...rat of the mansion too.
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It's a bit strange I haven't seen any rats...everyone I have seen around aren't rats and are trapped here too, I thought there'd be someone else in here.
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Most folks I've run into seem to be human. Guess whoever kidnapped us has a preference? [ Ugh, she scrunches her face at the thought. ]