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funnyhearts2020-09-23 07:30 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME 005
HAPPY HEARTS HOTEL
You wake up in a padded box. It rocks, gently, as though suspended in mid-air. You begin to stir, confusion or distress pushing you to try to sit up — and then the air begins to smell sweet, and you fall back asleep.You wake up in a padded box. For a moment, you are beatifically calm. You don't know how you got here, or why, but that isn't really all that important. You don't need to know where you are. You're just... here. And here is a wonderful place to be.
But there is a niggling suspicion growing in the back of your mind. A suspicion that here is not somewhere you wanted to be. That it is not where you're supposed to be. You remember... chasing a white rabbit (or was it a person)? A mirror? Bright light, and green ivy crawling over your skin... Before you can worry too much, the box jolts, and then settles, and after a long moment the walls fall from around you to reveal —
A hotel lobby?
"Welcome to the Happy Hearts Hotel and Casino," says an attendant behind a desk. "We're so pleased you could join us. We have your room keys and Empathies here, please make an orderly line and we'll hand them out once we've confirmed identities. After that, feel free to explore the hotel! We highly recommend starting with the casino. Everyone's a winner here in Happy Hearts!"
Is this normal? It doesn't feel normal. And hey — you could swear you had shoes before!
I. INFESTATION
It starts with soft squeaks echoing in the hallways, the lobby, even Oysters' rooms. There's no accompanying scratching or the scurrying of feet that would usually signify an animal in the walls, only incessant squeaking that never seems to let up. Less than a day after it begins, the first squeaking creature makes its appearance. It is quickly followed by another, and another, and another, until one can't take more than a few steps without encountering one.
They range in size from no longer than an inch to almost a foot in length, and can be found everywhere from the pool area to the buffet to crawling beneath the blankets at night. Aside from their constant presence, they seem harmless. The creatures are soft and squishy, warm and dry to the touch, and don't seem to have any claws or even teeth. If they are treated with kindness, they may even become attached to certain Oysters, who will begin to find they can tell the creature apart from the others.
They can also be killed quite easily. They are resilient, and will bounce if dropped, but they have no defense against anything sharp and the smaller ones will not recover if stepped on.
The hotel staff view the little green creatures with varying levels of distaste, from mild irritation to shrieking at the sight of one.
"It always happens this time of year," one staff may say if asked. "The weather changes, they come in from the garden."
"They're hiding," another may state. "Who wouldn't? It's much safer in here."
Safer from what, you may ask?
The hotel staff give no answer to that.
After only a few days, the small creatures will begin to change. Those who have been shown kindness will become softer, fluffier. Prolonged contact with them will invoke feelings of happiness, will bring daydreams that feel real, though no one else can see them.
Those who have not been treated kindly will become more resilient, with spikes sharp enough to prick skin at the slightest touch. Stumbling over one of these will cause terrible hallucinations, waking nightmares that can only be dispelled with assistance from another.
They range in size from no longer than an inch to almost a foot in length, and can be found everywhere from the pool area to the buffet to crawling beneath the blankets at night. Aside from their constant presence, they seem harmless. The creatures are soft and squishy, warm and dry to the touch, and don't seem to have any claws or even teeth. If they are treated with kindness, they may even become attached to certain Oysters, who will begin to find they can tell the creature apart from the others.
They can also be killed quite easily. They are resilient, and will bounce if dropped, but they have no defense against anything sharp and the smaller ones will not recover if stepped on.
The hotel staff view the little green creatures with varying levels of distaste, from mild irritation to shrieking at the sight of one.
"It always happens this time of year," one staff may say if asked. "The weather changes, they come in from the garden."
"They're hiding," another may state. "Who wouldn't? It's much safer in here."
Safer from what, you may ask?
The hotel staff give no answer to that.
After only a few days, the small creatures will begin to change. Those who have been shown kindness will become softer, fluffier. Prolonged contact with them will invoke feelings of happiness, will bring daydreams that feel real, though no one else can see them.
Those who have not been treated kindly will become more resilient, with spikes sharp enough to prick skin at the slightest touch. Stumbling over one of these will cause terrible hallucinations, waking nightmares that can only be dispelled with assistance from another.
II. THE QUEEN'S GARDEN
The creatures have been in the hotel over a week when a new archway appears in the hotel lobby.
It is nearly October, hotel staff will say. There is a wedding to prepare for, and the yearly harvest festival. The Queen does so love her Oysters, of course, that she is opening up her gardens for both.
The garden itself is expansive, spanning multiple acres. There is a winding path lined with neatly manicured rose bushes in all colors, another overgrown with ivy, another leading through trees with leaves of reds and golds. Groves of fruit trees are heavy with apples and pears. Elaborate water fountains and delicate streams flow between small ponds, each bordered by different types of water plants and filled with everything ranging from goldfish to koi. There is a chill in the air, and scattered throughout the gardens are stone fire pits, a stash of blankets, bags of marshmallows and cartons of fresh pressed apple cider.
It is the only place aside from the pool that Oysters will be able to see the sun instead of the eternal twilight outside of the hotel windows.
Night will fall here, too, and with it all the fire pits are lit. Lanterns line the paths, and some glow from the thick of the gardens themselves, though there are still shadowy places that one can retreat to if desiring privacy.
It is nearly October, hotel staff will say. There is a wedding to prepare for, and the yearly harvest festival. The Queen does so love her Oysters, of course, that she is opening up her gardens for both.
The garden itself is expansive, spanning multiple acres. There is a winding path lined with neatly manicured rose bushes in all colors, another overgrown with ivy, another leading through trees with leaves of reds and golds. Groves of fruit trees are heavy with apples and pears. Elaborate water fountains and delicate streams flow between small ponds, each bordered by different types of water plants and filled with everything ranging from goldfish to koi. There is a chill in the air, and scattered throughout the gardens are stone fire pits, a stash of blankets, bags of marshmallows and cartons of fresh pressed apple cider.
It is the only place aside from the pool that Oysters will be able to see the sun instead of the eternal twilight outside of the hotel windows.
Night will fall here, too, and with it all the fire pits are lit. Lanterns line the paths, and some glow from the thick of the gardens themselves, though there are still shadowy places that one can retreat to if desiring privacy.
III. HEDGE MAZE
The garden is bordered on all sides by a massive wall of shrubberyย โย a hedge maze, hotel staff will say. They may even warn that those who go in without an escort will find themselves hopelessly lost.
There is nothing stopping Oysters from trying anyway, of course. The entrance to the hedge maze is difficult to find, but not impossible for those who are persistent. No matter what time of day it is in the garden, it will be night in the hedge maze, with no lanterns to guide the way. The entrance back to the garden will glow warm and bright for only a few moments after stepping inside, and will then disappear entirely.
It seems there is no way to go but forward.
The deeper into the maze, the darker it gets, as though even the moon and stars are growing dim. Oysters may catch sounds of soft breathing in the night, and may even observe that the hedge wall itself seems to sway as though something just beyond itย โย or in itย โย is moving. Those who enter the maze will find themselves wandering for what feels like hours, days. Does that turn look familiar? Have you been down this way before? Who can tell, when nothing about the maze ever seems to change.
Eventually, Oysters will find that they have been lead back to the garden, exhausted and hungry, though no time at all has passed for everyone else.
There is nothing stopping Oysters from trying anyway, of course. The entrance to the hedge maze is difficult to find, but not impossible for those who are persistent. No matter what time of day it is in the garden, it will be night in the hedge maze, with no lanterns to guide the way. The entrance back to the garden will glow warm and bright for only a few moments after stepping inside, and will then disappear entirely.
It seems there is no way to go but forward.
The deeper into the maze, the darker it gets, as though even the moon and stars are growing dim. Oysters may catch sounds of soft breathing in the night, and may even observe that the hedge wall itself seems to sway as though something just beyond itย โย or in itย โย is moving. Those who enter the maze will find themselves wandering for what feels like hours, days. Does that turn look familiar? Have you been down this way before? Who can tell, when nothing about the maze ever seems to change.
Eventually, Oysters will find that they have been lead back to the garden, exhausted and hungry, though no time at all has passed for everyone else.
IV. WELCOME HOME
Maybe you just want to be alone — well, that's what you have your room key for! Oysters room on the second and third floors of the hotel, one to a room. You were assured your room would be exactly what you'd always wished for — and for some, that's right! It's exactly as you would have decorated it yourself. But for others, their rooms are totally wrong. A grizzled cowboy can't have a pink room! Hotel staff are firm, though: every room is exactly as its owner wants it to be. Search your feelings, Oyster. You know it to be true.
On each bed are the Oysters' personal effects, minus weapons, as well as a towel folded in the shape of a heart, and a single foil-wrapped chocolate. If eaten, the chocolate is delicious, and incites a feeling of tender warmth in Oysters — not lust, but a desire for closeness. Why spend time in your room, when you could go find a new friend in the casino?
On each bed are the Oysters' personal effects, minus weapons, as well as a towel folded in the shape of a heart, and a single foil-wrapped chocolate. If eaten, the chocolate is delicious, and incites a feeling of tender warmth in Oysters — not lust, but a desire for closeness. Why spend time in your room, when you could go find a new friend in the casino?
Please direct any questions to the first comment on this page, and happy playing, Oysters!
ยฉ tessisamess
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He leans in to poke at the creature, not the most adept with animals, but anything is better than a dog. And they look pretty harmless. He's not even sure if they're edible, looking more like walking vegetables than anything meaty.
"If they're hiding from something from outside, odds are good it's something nasty," he huffs. The last time he'd been outside, he'd wound up with a couple broken ribs, and Dabo had lost an arm. Things outside were dangerous, and that was putting it mildly. Still, it wasn't like the squirrels and rodents had come running in because of the monsters outside. So why had these?
"I wonder what they taste like."
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"Why would you say that!" he shakes his head at him and looks down at the creature. "Don't worry, no one's going to eat you."
If only he could be this nice to humans.
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Wei Wuxian is quick to make himself a nuisance, especially when it gains such a response, and he can't help laughing, even as Jin Ling cradles the little creature close, petting it and talking to it so earnestly.
"Why wouldn't I? You know where meat comes from, don't you?" he grins. While it's likely Jin Ling has never had to hunt for his own food, he has to know that it still comes from little critters just like this. Rabbit or chicken or other fowl, why not one of these?
"You're not even a little curious?"
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"I'm not at all!! You better leave them alone."
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"Let me guess, did you name this one?"
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Jin Ling looks relieved and he starts to protest but he can't really since he's been thinking about names.
"Not...yet..."
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"Well, while you're considering your new pet's name, I ah-" he starts, recalling the gift he'd had returned to him from home, "I have something for you."
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"You have something for me? What?"
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He holds out a small box, that fits easily in his open palm. It's the same box, somehow, from that day, and it still has Jin Rulan etched into the lid with a careful hand. Inside is the charm he'd made for his nephew, to celebrate his first month.
"It's a charm," he explains, but leaves out far more than he says, "repels low leveled spirits, that sort of thing. I think it even still works. It showed up in my room, but it's obviously yours, so..."
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"I've never seen this before..."
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"It broke a long time ago," he explains, "I'm not sure how it got here, but I always meant for you to have it, so... it's yours, if you want it."
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Jin Ling you really shouldn't be asking so many questions.
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"If you don't want it, just say so," he holds out a hand, grumbling in a purely performative manner, "you really think your uncle would show up to your one-month celebration without a gift? Give me a little credit."
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"Oh..." Jin Ling murmurs, looking at the gift again. "Thank you..."
And that phrase is like pulling teeth for Jin Ling.
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"I didn't test it, but it might even make it easier to have a conversation without anything listening in," he suggests. The spirits he and the other Wei Wuxian had questioned with Inquiry couldn't have been very high level, and having a way to pass along messages that weren't being spied upon by the queen's spiritual minions was useful, but most importantly, it could keep Jin Ling safe, should they get into anything dangerous.
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"Do you want to test it?" Jin Ling asks, still not sure how he feels. It's all sort of a weird situation, he hadn't actually ever thought too deeply about Wei Wuxian before, Jiang Cheng had settled a certain version of the man in his head from an early age.
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His experiences with Jin Ling have been limited to that first meeting with an angry Jiang Cheng on his heels, and what he knows of him here. But, as with A-Yuan, he's glad to get to be part of their growing up, even if he's only caught the tail end of it.
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Jin Ling nods and he keeps the box in his hand for the time being. "You don't need to, it's fine," Jin Ling says, whether it works or not isn't what matters to him even if he's not actually going to admit that.
"Thank you."
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"If you like it so much, you can always repay me with something nice for the wedding," he replies cheekily, sending his nephew a crooked grin.
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"Mm, maybe," Jin Ling says, glancing away. He had no idea what to even try to get.
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There was A-Yuan, of course, and Lan Xichen was quite possibly just as excited as his brother was, but there wasn't anyone from his side of things. Not that he'd ever really thought something like this would happen in the first place. But Shijie had been here and gone so quickly, barely a moment to wish them well before she'd vanished, so having his nephew here, even estranged as they were, meant a lot.