S'il vous plaît nous divertir

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Who: Those involved in the kidnapping plot
Where: The Underground
Summary: Mingle log for those who signed up to be kidnapped
Warnings: PG-13 to be safe


Wherever you might have been last night... well, you certainly aren't there anymore.

Upon waking up, you'll find yourself in completely different clothes than you were in before, consisting of an elegant toga and a crown made of flowers of various sizes, types, and colors; surprisingly, whatever equipment you usually use in fights is still on you as well. Many other Visitors are awake or rousing around you, and you all seem to be contained within a rather large cage. The design is very reminiscent of Greek architecture, decorated with flowers, colorful tapestries, and embedded with seashells in the floor and walls. Any powers you may have to easily get you out of here... well, they don't seem to be working as they should be right now. Beyond the cage you can make out two demonic looking figures standing guard by a door leading outside of the room, but they don't seem particularly interested in what's going on in the cage.

Whether you like it or not, there doesn't seem to be any escape for the time being. Perhaps you should talk to your fellow captives and see if anyone has any idea of what's going on, or maybe yell out at the guards? Come to think of it, there seems to be two people mingling in the cage that you may not recognize as Visitors such as yourself...

[OOC Note: It's time to mingle! See what your fellow captives are up to (as well as some NPCs later). Will there be a way to escape? Will you be rescued? Or will you have to endure whatever is waiting for you? Try not to panic!]

Comments

[justanoutsider]

[Zael had gotten rid of the crown of flowers the moment he had regained consciousness. He could abide many things, but a laurel was not one of them. This isn't the first time Zael has been taken somewhere against his will, and in his current line of work, may not be the last, but this would mark the first time that he can't remember anything about the abduction. He can't even recall putting up a fight. Very little of his current situation bodes well for him, not with his experience, though it's in his nature to remain optimistic. Even the fact he has his weapons—a sword and a bow—brings only a small sense of security in comparison to the worry.

If you were kidnapped and you were somehow allowed to keep your weapons, that either meant that your captors were incompetent or that they fully expected you to use them.

Eventually, he begins to walk around the holding area, trying to spot anything that might be useful to him, when his eyes catch a figure of a girl sitting in the corner. He looks at her for a few moments, evaluating, wondering if she'd rather keep to herself and be alone, before he decides to approach. Whatever concern that might have been present in his eyes and face disappears. Instead, Zael easily manages a smile.]

I can't say this is what I expected to wake up to.

[blessed_by_the_world]

[She looks up and offers him a hesitant response.]

I don't think anyone did. I keep hoping this is a dream....

[But she knows better.]