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[ You wake to a comfortable silence, warmth and softness surrounding you. The room is dim, but a little light comes into the room. Should you check, the room has an ornate clock that tells you it is still early-- only a few minutes after seven in the morning. Although it should be no difficult task to assess that this room is unfamiliar to you in every way; your last memories will be a bit herder to focus in on. But the haze will gradually lift and you will be left with a few simple facts.

This bed-- this room is not your own. Nor is it the last place you were.

You are not alone. There are at least two other people sleeping in beds like yours in this room.

Now that you are awake it is time to explore. As you do you will realize just how many others there are in this building. Meet with them and you will probably soon realize none of them know any more than you do. Still-- considering the situation it may benefit you greatly to work together.

It is likely that you will see portraits of some familiarity positioned throughout the building as well as some confusing writing posted in each of your rooms as well as just outside of the Ballroom.

Looking around you will notice that you have practically full reign of the house-- with one exception. It would appear that right now the office is locked. ]

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I'm used to being the one making others kill each other for my amusement, not the one being made to kill!

[And suddenly she's gonna just. Fly right into yelling rather bloody and nasty things about what she wants to do the hosts.]

Edited 2017-11-05 22:09 (UTC)

[Uh. Okay. He'll just observe the madness and let her blow off steam. Hopefully, she calms down in due time.]

[Eventually she runs out of steam or at least dire threats (it takes a while, though, she's either terrifyingly creative or terrifyingly knowledgeable about the terrible things one can do to a person). Then she just sits down and stews.]

If I had my army, they'd be dog meat. Literally.

[... He's almost impressed.]

[Almost.]

... I think they took away your army for a good reason, Ma'am. No offense.

Yeah, if I was them, I wouldn't let me have my army either.

Hey, maybe I could get some fun ideas from this.

Now you see the silver lining in all of this.

[UM...]

As an anthropologist, I look forward to seeing how people react to this situation, who would kill, how many would fall into despair...

[He may be getting a bit creepy about this?]

Humanity is... No, people are so interesting, don't you agree?

Oh absolutely. Their reactions're the best part. The different ways they try to be a hero or betray others to save themselves or flee or collapse into tears or just plain give up, though it's way more fun when they struggle to live.

All of it futile since they die in the end no matter what, of course.

[She's actually in a better mood now just talking about this.]

Edited 2017-11-05 23:19 (UTC)

... I see we both have common interests in a way?

[Human suffering is part of his research. He doesn't inflict it, but he does study it at times.]