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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!




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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-05 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Two Lan Wangji and another version of himself. Yeah, that was more of less the day he'd had, nevermind the tidal waves and mysterious tea. Which gave him mild regret about eating that candy on his bed, come to think of it...

He lets out a soft sigh, his own lips twisting in a grin to match Lan Xichen's.]


I fear my other self may have made a poor impression. Allow me to make it up to you.

[He tries a second bow that's slightly more formal and less exhausted. Xichen's follow up question is no less to-the-point, and Wei Wuxian shifts, only slightly uncomfortable. He'd managed a truly shameless crying fit in front of one, and only seemed to have upset the other(though with Lan Zhan, that actually seemed about right...)]

He has... [Cough] Both, in fact. It's been quite a busy day. I'm only grateful I could tell them apart.

[Imagine if it'd been reversed and he'd dissolved into tears in front of the other Lan Zhan. A terrifying thought. He'd never live it down.]
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[personal profile] equivocations 2020-06-07 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
There's no need to make up for something you haven't done.

[ It's gentle, despite that it's said firmly. He isn't only speaking of the actions of the other Wei Wuxian, but even if he was prepared to do so, this certainly isn't the place to go into more detail.

He smiles once against when he notes that he was able to tell them apart - it's no less than he would expect, of course, because if there's anyone who knows Wangji better than him it's Wei Wuxian, but he's pleased about it for his brothers' sake.

But Wei Wuxian says it's been a busy day, and Lan Xichen remembers that he has essentially accosted the man just as he stepped out of his room. ]


Please forgive me for interrupting you from where ever you were going. I would like to talk with you, but it can wait for a later time if you have something else to attend to.
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-07 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[He wants to point out that either way, Wei Wuxian is at fault, but he holds his tongue. It's not as if there's a precedent for such things, after all. Instead, he just gives a good-natured smile in return, glad at least for a conversation that seems easy.

The thought of being alone again turns his stomach and he's not entirely sure why, but he's hesitant to let Zewu Jun just leave now that they've met here.]


Oh! No, no, not at all. I, that is, I just needed some air. I've got nowhere to be.

[And his room is far from inviting. If anything, Lan Xichen is doing him the favor here.]
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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 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] equivocations 2020-06-10 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ That gets Lan Xichen smiling again, a brief flash of amusement. ]

The Wall of Discipline is not one of the features that was transfered over, and I have yet to have the opportunity to transcribe it.

[ Is he joking? ...yes, yes he is, and there's still amusement in his eyes despite the solemn contemplation in his tone.

He starts down the hall again, heading back towards his own room, though he looks back over at Wei Wuxian with an eyebrow raised in curiosity at that. ]


Is there something dangerous about the pool?

[ He hadn't spent any real time there, other than getting a glimpse of it, but he'd been looking forward to at least something approximating outdoor space. ]
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-10 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[A small measure of relief hits when Lan Xichen smiles, and he gives a short laugh in return. At least it can be said that one of the twin jades has a sense of humor about him.]

It can take a while to copy them over. So I hear. But don't rush on my account.

[The sudden attention has him coughing lightly into his sleeve for an excuse to look away. Zewu Jun has no idea just how loaded the question is.]

The ah... waves got a bit too strong for casual swimming. I'm sure Lan Zha- ah- Hanguang Jun can tell you all about it. Suffice to say, I was waterlogged enough to last me a few days.
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[personal profile] equivocations 2020-06-10 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ And that just makes his eyebrow raise up just a little bit more.

Oh can he now. It sounds like he'll have to have another conversation with his brother after this. ]


Neither of you were injured?

[ It doesn't appear so, but he wants to make sure. His concern for their safety does come before seizing on any implications that statement may have and bringing them back to Wangji. ]
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-10 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Straight to the most difficult questions. Wei Wuxian was going to really struggle if he kept this up. He could only neatly and politely word so many answers, especially when they involved being tossed by the waves like a toy boat and crashing into Lan Zhan.]

Ah... Well... I'm fine. Hanguang Jun ah... he hit his head, that is... I was somewhat... thrown into him and knocked him over, so...

[He swallows, trying to make his answer a bit less meandering and worrisome.]

He's alright though! I got him back to his room and treated the injury. It's not serious. It was just- unusually reckless.

[He wasn't sure how much more to go into it. Lan Zhan seemed to be acting strangely ever since he'd first seen him in the pools. His hurried words, the worried look in his eyes, the way he'd acted like Wei Wuxian were somehow made of glass.]