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𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒫𝒴 𝐻𝐸𝒜𝑅𝒯𝒮 𝒮𝒯𝒜𝐹𝐹 ([personal profile] happyheartsstaff) wrote in [community profile] funnyhearts2020-04-22 10:38 am
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TEST DRIVE MEME 001 (#2)

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 for our grand opening gala. 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. THE CASINO FLOOR



As you pass through the entrance to the casino floor, an attendant passes you a small bag of chips. The casino is loud and bright and filled with games of every kind — you want to play poker? They've got a table for that. Sabacc? There's a table for that, too. Slots, pachinko, and bingo are just a few of the other games on offer. The attendant in the lobby wasn't lying, either — everyone who plays wins. Everyone, every time.

Servers wander the floor with trays of shotglasses full of multi-coloured liquids, offering them to every Oyster "Compliments of Her Royal Highness." If you're expecting alcohol, though, you'll be surprised — these drinks are teas made of the distilled emotions of every Oyster in the hotel. Each colour of tea corresponds to a different emotion, and as soon as you take a sip, you feel overcome with that emotion.
JOY — the distilled essence of happiness, this tea makes even the most rough and tumble of Oysters giddy with happiness — for a moment. The effect fades into a general sense of contentment and affability after a few seconds, and that itself fades away slowly over the course of twenty minutes.

ANGER — this tea, anger in liquid form, can make the most even-tempered of Oysters ready to absolutely blow a gasket. For twenty minutes, anyone who drinks this tea will find themselves much more easily annoyed, frustrated, and all around irritable and snappy.

SADNESS — distilled sadness is a potent tea, capable of turning a stoic, stalwart Oyster into a blubbering mess in moments. Events that may have previously only been a minor disappointment become the end of the world, every repressed unhappiness comes to the fore, and for twenty minutes, any Oyster who drinks a sadness tea can hardly keep themselves together.


II. MAKING WAVES



If gambling isn't to your interest, there are many other areas of the hotel to explore! For the moment, only The Pool Of Tears and the Pig & Pepper Buffet are available for Oysters to peruse, but the staff assure anyone who asks that the other facilities will be open by the next day. Unfortunately, that means no one can buy any swimsuits from This Elegant Thimble, but the staff aren't going to kick anyone out of the pool for jumping in in their clothes!

There are four main attractions to The Pool of Tears: the pool, the jacuzzi, the wave pool, and the lazy river. The water is always just the right temperature, clean and clear and refreshing. It feels as if the sun shines down from above you, warm and comforting. Scattered through the pool area are clusters of modern lounge chairs, just waiting for someone to come relax in them. The Pool is, in a word, serene.

But not for long. The waves generated by the wave pool begin to get choppier, and larger, until it becomes clear that the generator itself is malfunctioning — too late, however, to avoid the tsunami that crashes through the whole Pool and leaves it flooded. Thankfully, no water escapes into the rest of the hotel, and the hotel staff work quickly to rescue those trapped in the Pool and drain the flooding — but you better hope you can tread water until they get to you!




III. EAT ME, DRINK ME



The Pig & Pepper buffet serves lunch foods from across all different cultures, offering something for everyone, and some things you've never even heard of.

On offer with these lunchtime dishes are cookies and biscuits and scones of all kinds, held on tiered trays with signs that proclaim Eat Me! in delightfully whimsical calligraphy. Nearby, hotel staff man a small booth for doling out cups of fruit waters from large pitchers, which have Drink Me! painted playfully on their sides.

It takes a while to feel the effects — perhaps you've even left the Pig & Pepper by the time it happens — but those who eat the cookies and scones inevitably end up growing in size, whether a few inches or feet, and those who drank the fruity water similarly shrink. Eat enough and you might strain the ceiling; drink enough and you'll be the size of a thimble! It's not permanent — if no one else can help you figure out how to get back to normal, the staff certainly will — but it's definitely inconvenient!




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?





Welcome to the (second!) first TDM of Happy Hearts, a new panfandom roleplaying game here on DW! If you have any questions, please direct them to the first comment on this page. Happy playing, Oysters!




© tessisamess


dedikated: (144)

[personal profile] dedikated 2020-04-26 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Could be here because they think we're useful.
Then we get to live until we're not useful any more.


[ Or until whatever experiment they're going for goes so awry that they end up dead. Either or. ]
stopinthenameofawe: (Melissa [Oh really])

[personal profile] stopinthenameofawe 2020-04-26 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Well since you seem to know all my hobbies don't seem to be available here, maybe I'm just trying something new.

[The sarcasm is so thick it's genuinely a little hard to figure out if she's agreeing with him or not. The answer is both yes and no; she wants to fight someone, sure, but she has pretty specific someones in mind. Namely, the people reasonable for dragging her here.]
sixrealmsofhell: (Default)

[personal profile] sixrealmsofhell 2020-04-26 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Only time will tell. Unfortunately it will be hard to figure out what their motives are for the time being.
sixrealmsofhell: (TYL strut)

[personal profile] sixrealmsofhell 2020-04-26 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't think you're going to get the same thrill from running laps.

[Mukuro doesn't seem bothered at all by her attitude. He's used to people with similar personalities. He takse a step closer, testing her boundaries and that fight or flight response.]
inlovewithmycar: (Drama queen)

[personal profile] inlovewithmycar 2020-04-26 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
She wanted to know how a demon could retire, Crowley told her. Truth tended to be stranger than fiction in these cases.

"So you would have your guns, and I would have my - " he snapped his fingers and nothing happened. Clearly something was supposed to, but it didn't. "- if they hadn't fiddled around where they weren't wanted. Would love to know how they managed to put me out of commission - usually you need all kinds of circles and sigils and little squiggly bits for humans to get it right, but I'm not seeing so much as a pentagram anywhere."
dedikated: (149)

[personal profile] dedikated 2020-04-26 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I can't wait.

[ /s ]
stopinthenameofawe: (Melissa [Oh really])

[personal profile] stopinthenameofawe 2020-04-26 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[In the 'fight or flight' battle, Melissa almost always chooses 'fight.' When he steps closer, she raises an eyebrow at him and stands even taller, somehow.]

Do you have another suggestion?
inlovewithmycar: (da fuq)

[personal profile] inlovewithmycar 2020-04-26 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kids these days. ]

Never mind. Trying to find somewhere that delivers on this thing. It works a bit like my smartphone right up to the point it doesn't. Can't seem to get beyond the casino network.
stopinthenameofawe: (Default)

[personal profile] stopinthenameofawe 2020-04-26 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Melissa doesn't quite know what was supposed to happen there, but she can guess 'magic'. She hadn't even really thought about her own, other than the Flush, and even that she didn't really think too hard about. They might not be things she uses much, but knowing that all of it is probably gone is even more annoying. AGH.

"That-- ok, taking away guns is one thing. That's another." Fuck. Are these people also not human? What the fuck are they dealing with here??
sixrealmsofhell: (TYL this is called being sexy)

[personal profile] sixrealmsofhell 2020-04-26 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
If you desire revenge, some of us are going about a more..tactical approach to finding out more about this place and the ones in charge.

[But that's not what he is interested in at that moment.]

But unfortunately as of this moment I have fallen under one of their traps so I have interests that go beyond my normal personality traits.

[And apparently all regards for personal space have been evaporated. But at least he is aware of the change. He is smart and has enough self awareness to know that things aren't right even if he can't completely stop himself from trying to remedy it.]

I desire company and you just happened to arrive to fulfill that need.
lunchbreaks: (it must come to an end)

[personal profile] lunchbreaks 2020-04-26 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Aziraphale ties the handkerchief around his neck, looking quite like little red riding hood with it on. ]

Good idea. Unless I shrink any more. Let's hurry up and get back to that table so I can grow a little bigger.

[ He holds onto Crowley tightly, because he wouldn't like to fall from this height, which is now quite a long drop without his wings. ]
stopinthenameofawe: (Melissa [Cautious])

[personal profile] stopinthenameofawe 2020-04-26 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[...Alright. That gets her attention.

Melissa eyes him carefully, analyzing him for a moment. She is not the most tactical person in the world and she knows it; there's a reason she usually works with a team. She's there for muscle and the ability to talk to people without falling over herself.

Yes, she is the most charismatic of her hunter cell. They were not the most functional of groups.

Point is, she knows she does better when other people do more of the thinking. So she crosses her arms, stilling enough to look less like she's about to attack.]


I'm probably poor company, but if you want to talk about that, I'll listen.
lunchbreaks: (another starry night like this)

[personal profile] lunchbreaks 2020-04-26 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's true, they've got all the resources and they wouldn't use them. Not when they could just throw us into a shredder or bury us in paperwork."

Both of which sounded equally appalling, if he were honest.

"Gabriel? I'm not sure he can read English, no. Possibly a very old English," he says. "I don't know, you know we don't correspond a lot." Anyway, that's not the point.

"Is kind of odd. The Wonderland theme."
lunchbreaks: ("bye bye)

[personal profile] lunchbreaks 2020-04-26 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh yes, you said.

What did yours look like? I'll have to avoid them. Obviously.
sixrealmsofhell: (TYL sexy doctor)

[personal profile] sixrealmsofhell 2020-04-26 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mukuro's smile looks sincere but he isn't really the smiling type. The expression often used simply for deception and getting what he wants. This time is more out of reflex when he finally gets what he wants.]

Excellent. Shall we proceed somewhere more comfortable versus looming in a hallway? You'll get information out of the arrangement and I will get to fulfill whatever requirements this unfortunate drug desires.
sixrealmsofhell: (Default)

[personal profile] sixrealmsofhell 2020-04-26 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Different colors of tea. I was of course drawn to the red one.

[Red like the color of that one eye. He should have taken a blue drink instead. He should have known red is a bad choice.]

Let's just say, 'seeing red' became less of an expression and more of a truth.
smoking_bastard: (edges)

Welcome Home

[personal profile] smoking_bastard 2020-04-26 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gokudera had made it to his room in the hotel, and felt odd at being in such a familiar-feeling space. It wasn't exactly decorated, but minimalist. He has a tendency to keep his spaces cluttered, and gets easily aggravated at his own messes. This feels like a room he'd want to have.

There's something about the openness of the space that has him mulling everything over without being on edge. The Tenth hasn't contacted him, or probably can't. Clearly, he should be worried about how he ended up here. Maybe this is just... some kind of dream?

Better to keep his cool, he thinks. He'll just have to scope the place out for a while, make sure there isn't any immediate threat. Gokudera finds a chocolate on his bed, but assumes that's normal for this hotel, sort of like the way resort hotels often have towels folded into animal shapes. It's not an unwelcome gift, and he pockets it, wondering if he can find some place to have a coffee.

His wandering leads him to a window across an elevator, in a make-shift lobby. Gokudera's looking at his hands, his rings, and they do... absolutely nothing. This must be some kind of dream, if he can't command his flames. That's concerning, to say the least. When he hears that he's not alone in his walk down the hall, his hand goes to his jacket, and... of course does not make purchase with a weapon. Instead, his fingers grab that bit of chocolate and he sighs. If he's unarmed, and presumably so is everyone else he's passed today, then he shouldn't feel threatened. But as he turns the corner, he recognizes the figure before him.]

Mukuro?

[This has got to be a dream... or an illusion? Gokudera is pants at detecting illusions. Maybe that's why he feels so suddenly nerved. It's not like Mukuro can't walk down a hall or something, but he just so rarely sees him during daily business that this is odd... interesting. The silver-haired man is stuck to his spot, gaze curious, brow furrowed, but familiarity easing where his shoulders had been tense moments ago.]
inlovewithmycar: (Let there not be light)

[personal profile] inlovewithmycar 2020-04-26 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Crowley, life-long pawn, might have advised not to get ahead of oneself

"Yeah, bumped into him a little bit ago. He's having a look-around."

Hopefully he didn't spend too long with the buffet. "I'm just. Watching the work dynamic here with the employees. See what's what."

And what he could exploit. He was very good at tempting beleaguered workers into getting their due. It helped that he could sympathize.
sixrealmsofhell: (TYL strut)

[personal profile] sixrealmsofhell 2020-04-26 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mukuro is trying to work through the effects of the chocolate, as if just by sheer will power he can control what the traitorous piece of candy is doing to his body. But then he hears his name..something no one in this place should know. He pauses in his progress and his eyes scan the area for the source. When they spot the familiar guardian the corner of his mouth twitches. This is an interesting turn of events.]

What an unexpected surprise to find that another of our world has also been sucked into this place.

[And perhaps unfortunately for Gokudera that he has encountered a Mukuro under the influence of some unknown drug and company is just what he is desiring at that moment.]

And here I was thinking I was going to be playing this game on my own.
inlovewithmycar: (tips hat m'angel)

[personal profile] inlovewithmycar 2020-04-26 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Crowley shrugs a bit just to make sure Aziraphale was comfortably situated and, as he was getting off the elevator, is shoulder-checked by an over-excited guest.

Crowley is about to lose his temper at the laughing patron when he suddenly sees Aziraphale arching through the air, plummeting towards the polished marble floors.

He dives.

It's not very elegant. More half-tripping over his gangling limbs as he extends his hands in a sort-of controlled fall. He catches Aziraphale midway, but winds up face-planting on the floor. There's a crack and Crowley tastes his own blood, but Aziraphale is still warm and breathing in his arms. A dislocated nose is a small price to pay for that.
]

Alright, angel...?
sixrealmsofhell: (Default)

[personal profile] sixrealmsofhell 2020-04-26 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps we need to collect the other pieces of our side that are willing to make this game more strategic." Mukuro isn't really a team player but if it means using everyone's strengths to clear the board faster then he is all in.

smoking_bastard: (Default)

this is TYL 'Dera, btw

[personal profile] smoking_bastard 2020-04-26 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gokudera is oblivious to the fact that the chocolate in his hand has the capability to do anything. Mukuro isn't moving in an odd way, and when he speaks, he doesn't sound abnormal. Nevermind that Mukuro makes Gokudera uncomfortable in even something as private as his own thoughts.

Still, he'd rather see the Mist Guardian than any stranger. He doesn't make any attempt to leave or approach, just seems as coldly inaccessible as ever.]

What game? Mukuro. Do you know anything about what's going on here?

[From one family member to another, he just wants a little more awareness. Maybe Mukuro has been here longer than him?]
sixrealmsofhell: (TYL rings)

same for Muku. Though some of my icons are younger lol

[personal profile] sixrealmsofhell 2020-04-26 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[He stops just before the other, perhaps a little closer then he would on any other occasion but the chocolate has him desiring company and Mukuro has never cared much about being considerate of people's personal bubbles anyway. He likes to see others squirm.]

No more then anyone else. We are here without our abilities to play the game our captures have created. Do you like chess?

[Because this is a match and they are the pawns. Mukuro has never liked being someone else's toy. He prefers to be the puppet master but he has no choice at the moment. So the key is to play the game by his terms as much as possible.]
smoking_bastard: (eh?)

big mood. 10/300 of mine are tyl

[personal profile] smoking_bastard 2020-04-26 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Normally, Gokudera would be wildly uncomfortable with Mukuro being this close to him, because generally, Mukuro isn't trustworthy. But what can he do? He's admitted what the Storm Guardian already knows. They're basically powerless.

So he stands his ground without seeming too bothered, and stares Mukuro down.]

What game? Chess? Or are you just relating the two? If so... sure. [a shrug, nonchalant]

[Gokudera isn't the skinny teenager he used to be. Mukuro has some height on him, sure and they're both perfectly capable of a fight, but still... Gokudera won't start one. He'll just keep watching Mukuro. It's not like anything around is as interesting, anyways.]
sixrealmsofhell: (TYL glasses)

[personal profile] sixrealmsofhell 2020-04-26 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mukuro is still the kind that prefers mind games over physical encounters. He's capable of both but it's more fun to mess with someone's psyche and break them down from the inside out versus the other way around."

We are the pawns right now. The chess master has yet to show themselves personally but they are putting others in the way and seeing if you can eliminate the pieces.

[He leans forward so he can speak directly into Gokudera's ear.]

Don't eat or drink anything for awhile. It's all dangerous.