It's all happened before...

[grimgrinningghosts]

[You wake up in a plush bed, well rested but very confused. As you become more conscious, one thing becomes abundantly clear: this is not your room, nor does this look like any bedroom you’ve ever been in before. It’s relatively clean room, but immediately something feels… off about all of this.

When you start exploring, a thing you’ll soon notice is that on the bedside table, there is a room key sitting ontop of a neatly typed note.]

Dear hotel guests,

We cordially invite you to come to the downstairs library at noon for an important meeting regarding your stay in the Hollywood Tower Hotel. Before then, we invite you to make full use of the amenities this hotel has provided for you.

On behalf of the hotel staff, we dearly hope you enjoy your stay in this marvelous hotel.

-HTH Management

[But, as you leave the comfort of your new bedroom, any hope that you somehow booked a hotel room the previous night and just forgot is immediately dashed. It looks like this hotel hasn’t been cleaned in decades, and despite the mention of hotel staff in your note, there doesn’t appear to be anyone working here.

Not to say that you’re alone, however. As you explore the hotel, you’ll soon find that there are 23 others in the exact same situation as you: confused and with no memory of how they got here. And to make matters worse, if the bios you stumble upon in the dining area is anything to go by, this clearly isn't just a freak accident.

Get comfy, because you are all in for a wild ride.]

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[greatwidesomewhere]

[Belle's eyes grow very wide at the sight of a man dressed all in black, with a metal face. The Beast was one thing to get used to...but this man looks nothing short of menacing. Her hand is already groping behind her for something to defend herself with.]

Nothing! I've just woken up here...please, I mean no harm!

[darthfanboy]

And no harm will come to you. So long as you remain calm.

[kylo ren is definitely all about the "im gonna loom over you and intimidate you" factor, so he's gonna try to get in as close as he can - provided she doesn't just slap him away or something.]

It appears we are in a similar situation then. Do you know why that might be?

[greatwidesomewhere]

[She is...really not liking the way this man is looming over her. Especially because it reminds her so much of a certain hunter who liked to employ a similar tactic in his professions of romance. Slowly, she shakes her head, and slips sideways to try and dodge him.]

I have no idea. I just woke up here, and if you don't mind, I'd very much like to try and find a way out.

[darthfanboy]

[oh, no. he's going to turn and extend a palm out to her. you're not going to go anywhere, girl.]

Perhaps it has something to do with where your loyalties lie.

[greatwidesomewhere]

[She stops in her tracks, looking perturbed, and backs up as far as she can from his hand. The urge to slap it away from her is very strong, but she resists.]

My loyalties? What do you know about my loyalties?

[darthfanboy]

Do they lie with the Resistance? Or do you recognize the might of The First Order?

Do not lie to me. I can sense the way you feel.

[greatwidesomewhere]

I—?

[Belle shakes her head. She has no Earthly clue what this man is talking about.]

Is there a revolt planned against the King—? I don't know what you're talking about.

[darthfanboy]

The Kin- there is no King.

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Belle crosses her arms, looking obstinate.]

Maybe not where you come from.

[darthfanboy]

The First Order's reign spans the entire galaxy. Perhaps your life has been quite sheltered.

[greatwidesomewhere]

Well—

[Okay, so he's not wrong, exactly. But she still resents the sentiment.]

Wait, galaxy? As in—the heavens?

[darthfanboy]

[a pause.

then, in a tone that actually sounds pleasantly intrigued:]

I suppose one could say that.

[greatwidesomewhere]

Well, that's—that's impossible. For someone to come from there.

[She pauses, and looks uncertain.]

...Isn't it?

[darthfanboy]

You do not know of what lies beyond your own planet, then?

[greatwidesomewhere]

No...nobody does. Besides the stars. But they're so far away...

[She's still frightened of him, this man in the mask, but he makes such things sound so trivial, it's almost funny.]

[darthfanboy]

I was unaware uncontacted regions still existed. Your attitude is intriguing.

[greatwidesomewhere]

[She wrinkles her nose.]

France is plenty contacted. And what do you mean by 'intriguing'?

[darthfanboy]

The way you speak of the stars. I've never heard of anyone likening them to the heavens.

[kylo is still...kylo. but he's. hm.]

Finding interest in the mundane.

[greatwidesomewhere]

That's where they are. At least, that's the popular opinion.

[Belle has read a few books on the heavens, the stars and celestial bodies. She's pretty sure it's just that straightforward.

The girl shakes her head.]

I don't think they're mundane at all.

[darthfanboy]

The unfamiliar must be a curiosity for you, then.

[his hands uncurl, just the slightest bit.]

It's odd. You speak of something that is second-nature to me as though it were an oddity.

[greatwidesomewhere]

I find it's better to be curious than afraid.

[She tries very hard to be brave. Fearless. Like her mother.]

There are many things here I find odd. Such as a man in a metal mask.

[darthfanboy]

[...hesitance. for a moment. his hands nearly start to move but...no. not now.]

Are you unfamiliar with the concept of armor as well?

[greatwidesomewhere]

No, of course not. But certainly, I've never seen armor like that.

[It's so much more...menacing.]

[darthfanboy]

I would certainly hope not. It's of my own design.

[greatwidesomewhere]

You aren't in battle now. Why do you keep your face covered?

[Maybe he's disfigured?]