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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


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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-08 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ Lan Wangji is scared of precisely this, of Wei Ying finding out and then not being able to control himself when he returns home. But he will say this: ]

I'll only tell you because you promised.

[ And if he breaks that promise, he will only hurt himself and A-Yuan. Lan Wangji will have to trust that he will pull himself together when the time comes, not because he wants to, barely because he can, but because he must. ]

I raised him. He is a Lan.
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-08 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
He smirks a little at that, wondering how this conversation ended up feeling so much like an old married couple. Talking about their child and now the minutia of his day, as if it were such exciting news.

"Ha..." he takes another sip of the tea before setting his cup down. He has a tendency to fiddle with things in his hands, and without Chenqing, he has to put that nervous energy into his story telling.

"Not much to tell," he started, "I woke up in a box. The staff were friendly and seemed to know my name, which was strange enough, I shouldn't need to tell you."

Then there was the awful incident in the Casino earlier.

"I wanted to take a look around, see what this place was about. They were offering free drinks, so I could hardly refuse! But instead of a nice wine, it was some kind of cursed tea," he said indignantly. As if it wasn't enough just to not be wine, it had to have some obnoxious side effect as well!

"Needless to say, I made a rather pitiful first impression on some of the guests here," he huffed.

"I found some mah-jong tables, but it was so boring, I would win even if I wasn't trying! And all they give you are those little toy coins. I thought I'd look around a bit more, and the pool seemed pretty refreshing and well- you know the rest."
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-08 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
[This one little fact makes all of it even more amazing. Lan Wangji cared for the child he thought had been lost. A life cut down too soon..when it fact it has been flourishing as a Lan. Unknowingly he rests his forehead against Lan Wangji's chest, appreciation practically oozing out of him. He wonders if the Lan Wangji of his world did the same...certainly that one fact wouldn't change. The fates wouldn't be so cruel..]

Thank you, Lan Zhan..

[For caring for him, for letting him grow up, for telling him the truth. There is so much to be thankful for at that moment. He wants to sing the praises of Hanguang-Jun to anyone who would listen.]
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-08 02:30 pm (UTC)(link)
He does know this story, because it's basically everyone's story from arriving here. Even Lan Wangji needed something to drink and eventually had some ill side effects that made him miniature. He's definitely not telling Wei Ying about that.

"I do," is what he says, as he takes in his explanations. It's good that Lan Wangji has found him so quickly, though he supposes he will have to do what the other Wei Ying did for him, take him around the hotel and show him things and purchase clothes with him.

That can wait.

"How are you now?" he asks, though not looking directly at Wei Ying. It had always been his first thought, which is silly because he never communicates how he is doing, himself. And yet, he always feels entitled to an answer from Wei Ying. How are you? How is Yiling? Are you alright? Do you need help?
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-08 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Lan Wangji is not expecting this and his eyes widen for a moment until he awkwardly lifts his arms to rest on Wei Ying's back in a loose embrace. ]

No need.

You brought me my greatest joy.

[ And also his greatest sorrow but listen, we're having a moment. No need to ruin the moment. ]
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-08 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"With sixteen years to cause problems, I don't doubt it."

He'd been plenty of trouble already. It was a pity they hadn't arrived in time to stop his slaughter in YueYang, but to hear he was still making a nuisance of himself for this Lan Zhan and Wei Wuxian... ugh.

"I hadn't even met face to face with Lan Zhan after being revived," he admitted, "so anything at all seems helpful."

The longer they could stay out of sight, the easier it would be to find out more information. If he was constantly ducking hostile forces, it sounded much more difficult to figure things out.

He followed himself to the shop, giving his smaller self a skeptical look, "I did say I was revived just the other day, not that I was born yesterday."

Everything is free? Ha! Like he'd fall for that!
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-08 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
He'd skirted the question earlier, fine, of course, but Lan Zhan was nothing if not persistent. Physically? nothing more than a bruise or two. Spiritually? Mentally? He'd be lying if he said that was fine, but mostly he was just... confused, disoriented, and trying desperately to catch up on over a decade of information in the few short days he'd been alive again.

"I'm not the one with a head injury," he chides, wrinkling his nose, even if Lan Zhan is looking away.

"Please, I think the worst I got was a scraped knee," he adds, trying to shift his leg to get a better look without exposing himself in this ridiculously short robe.
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-08 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
He's skirting the answer again and Lan Wangji levels him with a look that should seem much more familiar than the soft gazes he's been giving Wei Ying as of late.

Still, Wei Ying doesn't want to talk about his feelings, and who is Lan Wangji, master of not talking about any of his feelings, to judge? Instead, he reaches over to lift the flap of cloth covering Wei Ying's knee to look at it.

"Do you wish to wash it out?" he asks. They don't have their accelerated healing or their super immune systems anymore, so Lan Wangji assumes they will suffer injuries as non-Cultivators do. Honestly, he doesn't know what that's like, and he's not excited to find out first-hand.

He gets up without waiting for an answer, but it seems he's risen too quickly; because of his fresh head injury, he loses his balance and stumbles a bit backwards, over-corrects himself and topples forward.
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-08 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, right, well, that was certainly familiar. He doesn't wither beneath the look, like he might have as a youth in Cloud Recesses, but he nearly jumps out of his skin when Lan Zhan casually flips up the edge of his robe. Somehow, he manages to stay still, if only because any sudden movements will just make things that much more awkward if his robe is any more displaced.

"I- Ah- no, it's- I don't think it even bled, so-" he doesn't want to make a big deal of such an insignificant thing. He shouldn't have even mentioned it!

As Hanguang Jun jumps to his feet, Wei Wuxian can only watch as the man starts to wobble uncertainly. He puts his hands out, palms up as if he can stop Lan Zhan from toppling by force of will alone. At the very least, he tries to soften the fall, and keep Lan Zhan from hitting his head again, which involves a very messy swan dive that knocks the air from his lungs. A heavy weight knocks him to his back, and he lets out a quiet groan, even as his lips curve with laughter.

"Ah... now that you mention it though, there might be a few new bruises. Are you alright Lan Zhan?"
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-08 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"No seriously..everything here is free. Food, drinks, our rooms, clothing..those stupid games in the game area. They don't charge us anything. Just pick what you want and it's yours."

Apparently currency means nothing here, which is also why it doesn't matter what you do in the casino. Since the money is meaningless..they don't care if you win lots of it. It makes playing the games rather boring.

He wanders in and tries to look for something simple just so he can have something dry on his body for going to the bar. Of course his go-to is black so he is migrating to the racks that have a lot of black and red in them.

"At least we don't have to rely on Lan Zhan to buy everything for us."
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-08 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[There is a soft laugh as he reaches up to rub his eyes. The man has seen him cry before he is sure, but it is still embarrassing. The last thing he needs is to see such sloppy happy tears over something like this. But it's honestly like a ray of sunshine breaking through dark clouds. His life has been a series of unfortunate events so it's good to know something good came out of everything.]

You've been upgraded to rich father. I won't ask his name..that way if I don't know who he is, it will be easier to keep my promise.

[Just going back with the knowledge he is alive somewhere makes everything better.]
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-08 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Lan Wangji lands with an uncomfortable thud! on Wei Ying, but he scrambles to get up before his heart decides to get ahead of itself while his brain is currently in a poorly-functioning state.

He stays there for a little bit to catch his breath and until the dizziness goes away, long hair like a curtain around Wei Ying, wishing that he'd just stayed where he was because now they'll both end up with bruises and honestly this is a rather compromising state for him to be in in general. He closes his eyes a moment, concentrating, attempting to meditate his way through this absolute catastrophe.

And then he rolls off to sit upright, lifting a hand to cradle his head, robe mercifully tied very tightly. Sorry to both Wei Ying and whatever remnants of Mo Xuanyu's influence might be left lingering around. "Just dizzy," he responds. And, if he were the joking type, payback for being a human soft landing for Wei Ying.
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-08 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't want to tell Wei Ying that they've already met, that of course it should be easy to tell that he is the best of the new crop of juniors. He's not biased or anything and wouldn't say anything to Jingyi obviously, who is just as talented but doesn't have such an amiable attitude.

Lan Wangji lifts a hand to help him rub his tears away, since his sleeves will otherwise be soaked. It's remarkable how much more comfortable he is being in Wei Ying's personal space, letting Wei Ying be in his personal space in return.
]

You do not have to wait long.

Shortly before I came here, he remembered by himself.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-09 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
Good. I'm glad. I'm excited to be reunited with him! I bet he has grown up well.

[This Wei Wuxian has been in Lan Wangji's personal space almost constantly since the minute he was whisked to Cloud Recesses. Sleeping in his bed almost every night as he attempted to make the other feel disgusted by him. But none of his tactics worked and slowly he started to realize that he enjoyed being able to be closer to the other man on occasion, using his disguise of Mo Xuanyu as an excuse. Perhaps he should have kept more boundaries up since this Lan Wangji isn't used to such things but habits he has gained since coming back are hard to break.]

You aren't holding out on any other good news are you?
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-09 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's actually kind of nice, how comfortable he is. He hadn't even noticed how much closer Wei Ying had gotten to him until it had happened. ]

I met you on the spine of the mountains by Yunmeng.

We were going to travel and cultivate. Just you and me.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-09 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[As long as Lan Wangji doesn't push him away, Wei Wuxian is just going to camp out right where he is.]

You're not going to get tired of having me around all the time? Even if it means you'll have to deal with me talking non-stop, making you buy all the food, and seeing how many rules I can get you to break?
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-09 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Not that he wants to push this Wei Ying away, but doesn't he have his own Lan Wangji to make amends with? Still, he is not one to abandon Wei Ying, regardless of whether he should or should not help him reconcile with his world's version of himself.

He is getting very confused.
]

The food is free.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-09 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
Here it is free! But when you travel around back home it won't be. And the former Yiling Patriarch is very broke so traveling with him means always ending up paying the bill.

[He is thankful everything here is free. Makes everything a lot easier. That reconciliation is in the back of his mind, knowing it must be done but too worried about how it will go. Too interested in hearing about the potential future he has upon returning back to his world and more happy thoughts at that moment.]
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[personal profile] equivocations 2020-06-09 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Honestly, Lan Xichen is a little relieved as well. He's just going to attribute it to the fact that he's always valued Wei Wuxian's intelligence, and he can't think of two people that he would trust more than him and Wangji to be able to figure out what's really going on here.

It hasn't occurred to him to attribute it to the sweet he'd found in his own room yet, though he has since become aware that the food and drink here can sometimes have strange effects.

He hesitates for a moment, because look, he can't just invite someone back to his room, but he really doesn't want to continue having a conversation about what they both know in the middle of the hallway. ]


You're welcome to what I've been informed are my quarters, though I should warn you that they very closely resemble Cloud Recesses. [ Which may or may not be a good thing, depending on what this Wei Wuxian remembers. And then, reminded of the other area he'd actually enjoyed a little, he adds, ] There's also a pool area that seems to be the spot that most resembles the outdoors, if you haven't found it already.
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-09 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
It's a relief that Lan Zhan is well enough to move, though it's hard to do much but stay still beneath him, his hair brushing against Wei Wuxian's cheek. It's also a relief when Lan Zhan's eyes close, because he doesn't have to avert his own, or worry that his linger too long on those fine jade features.

His knee-jerk reaction to feelings he doesn't know how to process, as usual, is to make light of them.

"Shameless," he grins, laughing softly to himself, "you'll make all the girls jealously come after me for stealing your virtue."

He lets Lan Zhan get his bearings before trying to right himself, his own robe hiked up enough to show an awful lot of pale thigh. Wei Wuxian only briefly tries to fix it before looking over Lan Zhan for any new injuries.

"Tsk," he clicks his tongue, biting back a reply on how it must be to be just a normal man for once, worried he'll say the wrong thing.

"You should lay down," he concluded, "here, I'll lend you my shoulder."
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-09 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Sounds like there's a catch."

He really wants to be suspicious, but he's not a very good liar, right? And the hotel staff had already given him those other free things, like a room and whatever that device was, and that bag of toy coins...

Still, he casts himself a suspicious glance before joining in to look at the clothing. It's... strange, honestly. The styles are unfamiliar, and while he's all for trying something new, he can't say he's sure how to even wear some, or how the sizing works, but black is always a good option.

He finds a pair of loose black pants that seem to have a drawstring rather than ties, but they look comfortable, and best of all, dry. It's a start.

"I'm sure Lan Zhan will relieved," he grins.
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[personal profile] equivocations 2020-06-09 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well then. Talking politely isn't working. He doubts they have to try violence to know it won't work - though admittedly, he might have been tempted to if there was really any kind of threat that they could feasibly follow through on.

It's really only because he has too much practice in the diplomatic approach - and because it seems that Wangji has finally stopped shrinking, at least for the moment - that he doesn't try anyway.

The set of his jaw gives evidence of his irritation as he looks back at his brother. Yes, this is very much proving futile, and he closes his eyes for a brief moment before he thanks the staff member for their time and turns all of his attention towards Wangji. ]


Were there other refreshments, where you were given this one?

[ Perhaps they can find whatever it was themselves. ]
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-09 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[The last place he wanted to go was back to his own room. And after visiting Lan Wangji's quarters, if they were anything at all the same, it would be a welcome change from the strange and gaudy decor here.]

Looking like and being are very different things, Zewu Jun. So long as I won't be punished for not observing thousands of rules there, I'd welcome somewhere that feels familiar.

[The mention of the pool is enough to give him a visible reaction though. After being betrayed by the waves there not once, but twice? He'd only just gotten dry!]

Ah- Not the pool. If ah- If it's all the same to you. I've seen enough of it for one day.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-09 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"They catch is they get to drown us in the pool, make us rage with emotion teas, and have to deal with whatever crazy things they throw at us. And we have to do it with no one to complain to."

This Wei Wuxian has already had to deal with the uncertainty over the clothing selection once so he has a pretty good idea what he doesn't want to wear. When he finally finds pants he stares at the ones his other is selecting and puts them back. They might be soul twins..but they don't need to be dressed like twins. Realizing he doesn't have to be a perfect fashion specimen to go to the bar, he quickly selects something that looks rather akin to pajamas. Very comfortable looking wide leg black pants in a soft material and a red tshirt. He carries his new found goodies towards the changing rooms.

"He finally doesn't have to worry about paying for everything. Especially considering we are even more broke now then before we were brought into these bodies." He didn't take anything but a donkey from the Mo family.
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-09 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Wei Ying, I don't care for riches.

[ He doesn't care for much. He wants a simple life, with Wei Ying, and visits from their son. That's all, really. He doesn't mind the money. He doesn't mind the excessive talking, so long as Wei Ying doesn't expect much of a verbal response, though he is really trying in that regard. And he doesn't really mind the badgering.

Most days.
]