Welcome.

[trustwellness]

You wake with the unshakable feeling that you shouldn't be here. Perhaps you were in the middle of something, perhaps you weren't. Either way, you're waking up in an unfamiliar location with no recollection of how you got here. The room you've woken up in is sparsely-decorated, though that might be difficult to tell at first given how nice the beds are...but eventually you'll notice a few things that are a little...off. Maybe the scent is striking you wrong - it's clean, but it's not yours. Maybe your bed back home doesn't support your back in quite this way. Maybe you should be seeing sunlight through your window by now. Maybe you should have a window in the first place. This isn't right, but leaving the room won't give you any more answers. You might want to grab the silver key sitting on your trunk on the way out. Don't worry though, you aren't all alone here. Once you step outside your room into the hallway, you'll notice that a few others are emerging from their rooms as well. It looks like they're just as confused and concerned as you are. Feel free to talk to them, but none of you know how exactly you wound up here and maybe some useful information can be found by exploring. If you follow the hallway to its end (and it's a very long hallway), you'll eventually arrive in the foyer. You'll find some very interesting information about yourselves on the wall near the clock. Perhaps even more importantly, if you look on the other side of the multi-pendulumed thing, you'll find other framed information that you might want to pay attention to. It could very well be the key to escaping this strange place, after all. Don't worry if you forget the rules, you can find them in every room of the building. Of course, search as you might, you won't find a doorway or a window of any sort. Getting out won't be so easy, it seems. But who knows? Perhaps your fellow captives have something to say about all of this. Welcome to Chronos University.

Comments

[matchbreaker]

[ She preens. Elda looks maybe early 30s if you're super generous, and she takes a lot of pride in that, brushing back her hair and smiling. ]

I do work hard at it. I look quite good for my age, if I say so myself!

[introspects]

You really do! What's your secret?! Wait--don't tell me--is it anti-aging cream? I don't really use cosmetics, but I heard those things are like magic.

[ S t o p Orihime ]

[matchbreaker]

[ Hahaha ] Oh, actually, it's love! If you want to look good for someone, then of course you're going to do you best to do that. Aaah, and you should make sure you get hydrated with a lot of blood, but not too much - though I don't know what the human equivalent for that is.

[ . . . Wait what ]

[introspects]

[ Love, huh? There's a certain person who comes to mind, a certain orange-haired boy that Orihime knows all too well. She understands the feeling of wanting to impress someone and look good in front of them, and a sheepish little smile comes to her face. ]

T-That's true... I guess love really does that to you, huh? Though I don't know what blood has to do with that, haha!

[ w h o o p s ]

[matchbreaker]

[ Oh, this girl has felt the love bug! Elda laughs, clapping Orihime on the shoulder as she does, going on to explain ]

Oh, you've got the bug in you, don'cha! Hahaha, well, some good blood is healthy for vampires, you know!

[ . . . This is clearly connected ]

[introspects]

[ She's startled by that clap, and is even more startled by the mention of a bug?! ]

Eh?! I have a bug in me? That's not good! How do I get it out?!

[ And she still doesn't know what vampires have to do with anything??? ]

[matchbreaker]

The love bug, the love bug! There's no reason to get that out! Well, unless the romance is going to end in bloody tragedy, but how likely's that for some human girl?!

[ She's saying this energetically.

Repeatedly clapping Orihime's shoulders like the annoying granny she is ]

[introspects]

O-Oh, that.

[ Oh my god she's so embarrassed?! She's covering her cheeks with her palms now, visibly blushing. Also, their romance may have very well ended in bloody tragedy but #bleach ]

Um, w-well! I-I don't think it will?!

[matchbreaker]

Good, good! And don't worry, even if it does, that'll still be something people will be talking about long after you're in the grave I bet!

[ Reassuring.

In fact, even though she needs to tip toe just a little for it, Elda advances from the shoulder pat to the head pat. Man, if only she had a granddaughter. Ren was cute, but she'd love to tease some little girl ]

i totally thought i tagged this whoops

[introspects]

[ Elda why do u do dis ]

Oh...I...guess you're right?

[ She doesn't even want to think about Ichigo dying again. The first time was hard enough. Even though Orihime laughs sheepishly, there's a little bit of hurt in her heart from thinking back on when that had happened. She'd never felt so helpless in her entire life. ]

It happens

[matchbreaker]

[ This whole affair ends as quickly as it started. Though, immediately following that whole clapping her on the shoulder and patting her head thing, Elda seems to come to a belated realization.

Namely, that Orihime is stacked.

... A long lady fingernail comes out of nowhere to poke her in the boob. Or at least try to ]

Christ girl, look at these yabos you've got! I didn't know they made gals like you!

[ Namely, that she looks Japanese-ish but also has that figure ]

[introspects]

[ Okay, so this is a thing that is happening.

Orihime yelps and instantly moves her arms to cover her chest? Why is this happening!!! ]

M-Me? [ She's so confused?! What's so special about her! She was born with these, okay? ] Um-!! I mean, I...

[matchbreaker]

... And they're soft too! Come on, that isn't fair to anyone else!

[ Sure, she looks better and everything: Elda's hair is gorgeous and her body is amazing, thank you. But still! She now makes to leap around to try and grope at Orihime. Because science ]

[introspects]

Eek-!!

[ More shrieking, and now her hands are in the air. Help?? What does she do in this situation?? ]

I-I don't know how that happened! [ baby she was born this way ]

[matchbreaker]

[ Squish, heft, squish, what.... ]

Cripes, these gotta be half your weight right here!

[introspects]

[ Finally, Orihime feels uncomfortable enough to step right out of Elda's grasp. She's still covering her chest with her arms. ]

T-That's enough of that!

[ They really are half her weight??? probably ]

[matchbreaker]

[ Fine, she'll allow it! She'll put her hands on her hips as she does, but she will allow it. Huff ]

Okay, okay, I had my fill.

[introspects]

Th-Thank you!

[ Okay, okay, she can breathe now. Good! Orihime's still flustered from. Whatever that was. And she rubs the back of her head awkwardly. ]

[matchbreaker]

So anyway, if we want to use this magic box, [ She turns to the vending machine again, poking the thing with a finger and then running a long finger nail over the coin slot.

She seems oblivious to Orihime's pain ]

We'll have to find someone with coins on them alright. Or find some coins.

[ HMMMM. Oh wait, she turns back! ]

Or we could try putting in one of your buttons!

[ There are buttons on her outfit, right? (there aren't on Elda's dress )]

[introspects]

B...Buttons?

[ Oh, there are definitely buttons on her uniform. But she needs those?! ]

I don't think any of these will fit in there, they're too small, ehe...

[matchbreaker]

Well pop 'em off, let's try them!

[ WITH A CRUEL SMILE ]

[introspects]

[ NO ]

I-I actually need those! Ahaha, why don't we look for something else!

1/2

[matchbreaker]

[ HMMMMMM. ]

[matchbreaker]

Okay!

[introspects]

[ are u gonna do it ]