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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 shrubbery — 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 it — or in it — 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 it — or in it — 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!
© tessisamess
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"I don't know. And I don't wish to know. Why does the Queen grow a hedge maze in her garden?"
That's a good question now that Wei Ying brought it up. As they continue to wander, his hold on Wei Ying is steadfast, but it seems like hours that they gotten lost.
By the time they turned around another corner of many, the door is right there in plain sight. He was exhausted, but after not seeing a door for hours, he hopes it's the exit. "Wei Ying, I think that's the way out. Let's hurry or we'll be trapped here."
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"How can you not want to know?" there's laughter in his voice, even if he sounds a little incredulous. What if there was a clue? What if there was more to the maze? Why put such curious things for them to notice within it if there was no reason for it?
He's tugged along, still strung together at the wrists, as Lan Zhan leads the way toward the exit, but he can't help feeling somewhat disappointed there wasn't more to be found.
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"And anyway, you could get lost in here and never be found. Don't be reckless." At that, he opens the door to reveal the garden and very briskly, he brought Wei Wuxian over the threshold together with him.
It was bright and afternoon, as if no time has passed at all, and the door to the hedge maze is closed.
"Wei Ying, are you all right?"
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"I won't get done-in by a few shrubs," he says, a little flippantly. While it's true this place has its dangers, he's still his usual overconfident self, and the garden hadn't seemed all that terrible. If anything, he's still curious.
"I'm fine," he nods, "are you okay? You look a kind of tired, Lan Zhan."
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"I'm just tired. And the wedding is coming up. You should get some tea and food, and then get some rest if you're tired yourself. Don't make your fiance worried for you." He said.
"And don't wander into the maze again. Next time, I don't think..." He trails off, not wanting him to be worried. "I don't think I'll be able to help you."
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"You really don't have to worry about helping me so much Lan Zhan, it's okay. I ah... I won't give you any more trouble," he nods, carefully untying his wrist from where Lan Zhan tied it earlier.
"I understand."
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"Don't get into the maze ever again. It's...there's a sense of foreboding in that maze. Maybe a spirit lives in there, I do not know. But it gives me a creepy vibe. But it's dark in there and I think there's magic involved."
Taking his hand again, to take Wei Ying away. "C'mon. Let's get you something to eat and drink at the buffet?" Tugging him along, hoping to make him forget about it, the maze.
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It's a difficult feeling to reconcile, perhaps, but more than anything, he doesn't want Lan Zhan to feel like he has any obligation to look out for him. He has his own Wei Wuxian to be worrying about. I don't think I'll be able to help you, he'd said.
That was fine, wasn't it? He was about to open his mouth to say as much, when Lan Zhan took his hand and started to pull him away. He follows, steps fumbling at first.
"Ah... you don't have to..." he puts up a weak protest, feeling somewhat unbalanced.
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He squeezes his hand gently, not wanting to let him go. "I don't have to. But I want to. Because you're Wei Ying."
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"Ah, it's fine, I've been enough trouble, you go ahead, I think I'll rest first."
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To his approval, "Mn. Get some rest." When they're far away from the maze and he's certain Wei Ying is safe at last, he finally lets him go. His mission here is finished.