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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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... Creative swears you have there, Miss. Is that the terminology in your culture?

[That isn't helping.]

Sorry, I have an interest in cultures from around the world. To answer your question, they've obviously taken precautions to ensure escape would be futile. To attempt to find a way out at this time would be impossible...

For now, we must bide our time and watch our backs.

What the shell are you talking about!? Everyone talks like this!!

[She crosses her arms.]

This has to be fake right? No way there can be killers here!

Everyone from your homeland, you mean. I'm assuming you hail from a society that closely associates with the sea?

I wouldn't be so sure... There are many ways to drive a person to kill. Some of us here have already threatened death.

Uh like I guess we came from the sea? But we don't live there anymore!

Ugh yall are so messed up. Keep it together!

Interesting... I can see how your origins continue to influence your people.

[His attention is now focused on squid society. Whoops.]

Please, do tell me more. I'm interested.

Uuuuuh like what exactly?

[She's stuck between being happy to talk so much but also kinda creeped out.]

[He creeps everyone out, and he is okay with that.]

What influences your world's culture? Fashion, music, philosophy... Things like that.

I am most interested.

Well of course it's all about the Turf Wars! It's the most important thing in Inkopolis! Marina and I are supposed to be the headline act for the Splatfest tournament!

Hm... A feudal society with... Modern entertainment? Tell me, what do you do in your act?

We're a musical duo of course!

[She'll strike her signature pose!]

Music is really important to Inklings AND the Octolings! We're practically idols!

Idols...

[Huh. That's interesting.] Perhaps you ought to preform for us sometime. We would love to hear your music.

Ooo you think so? Maybe Marina an I could arrange that.

Please do. I look forward to your concert.