to lose all my senses —

[happyheartsstaff]

THAT IS JUST SO TYPICALLY ME

It's not clear how many days it's been since you arrived in Wonderland. With it stuck in perpetual twilight, it could have been days, perhaps longer — everything starts to blur together, in this artificially joyful place. Maybe you've started to feel like you you're getting used to it, maybe not...

But eventually, something happens to break the monotony. Your ears begin to ring, and ring, and ring and then — stop. The lights become blinding, forcing you to squeeze your eyes shut and try to rub the afterimage of all that light from them — but when you open your eyes, you still can't see.

The staff don't understand when you ask them what's happened to you. "You've always been like this", they insist. They sign at you, or try to hand you papers written in braille — if you insist you've never signed in your life, or that you can't read braille, they laugh at your funny joke. You begin to wonder — have you always been this way? You were so sure... But everyone around you is equally sure of their truth, and their voices are so much louder.

As if that weren't enough, nothing in the hotel can be found in the same place twice. All the shops keep switching places, once you enter one area it's as though everything shifts in the minutes before you leave again. Getting back to your room is a struggle — where are the elevators? Finding food is nearly impossible — the Pig & Pepper was there, but now it's not. The staff are equally useless here — they have no idea what you mean about moving shops. Where would you want to move to when all your needs are accounted for right here?

What is going on?

SEE NO EVIL, HEAR NO EVIL — 5/11

The day starts like any other has in the Hotel — unsure if a new day has started at all. Perpetual twilight and lack of clocks makes it difficult to tell time here in the Hotel, but on this particular day, something breaks up the monotony. It begins slowly — or else it happens all at once. Over the course of the day, all Oysters find themselves losing a sense. Staff don't understand their complaints — you've always been like this, they say, gentle, as though to a person in the middle of a break with reality.

Losing your temper won't help, either. Oysters who shout and yell will find staff remaining frustrating calm and compassionate, insisting that they cannot fix what has always been and murmuring about Mad March before taking their leave. Physical aggression may result in a spike of fear, but staff will quickly make their exit and may avoid that Oyster for a while.

If that wasn't enough, nothing in the Hotel is staying put.

IT'S LIKE A MAZE IN HERE — 5/11

The interior of the Hotel has ceased to remain stationary. Beginning at the same time as the loss of senses, the establishments of the Hotel begin to jump around, never staying in the same place twice. An Oyster may have entered the Pool of Tears from the lobby, but exit it into the middle of the casino. The Pig & Pepper Buffet is never in the same place twice, and always seems to move right when Oysters desperately need a meal.

Even as the old shops move, new establishments seem to be being added, but they aren't easy to find — Oysters will see a new sign across the building from where they are, only to see it's moved again by the time they get there. If you take your eyes off an establishment as you head toward it, it disappears and reappears elsewhere. Making it to the new establishments will take some time and dedication (or perhaps plain stubbornness), but there are rewards in it for any Oyster that can manage the feat!

Back To Rights — 5/15

A few days after the effects of the event begin, they just as suddenly end. Sight, hearing, speech — they all return in a rush, possibly overwhelmingly so, and when one tries to make their way to a shop, it stays exactly where it was when they first saw it, and they exit the exact same place they entered. Staff will react much the same way as they did when they were questioned after the loss of senses — you've always been like this.

You made it through, Oysters. You've completed your first event in the Hotel.

We hope you enjoy this first event, Oysters! If you have any questions, please leave them on the first comment to this page. Happy playing!

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Comments

[stargazed]

[Mikumo at least seems outwardly settled and not unfriendly - she's still not fond of this situation, but she's worked under plenty of stress before and not let it get to her. She reads his messages quickly before tapping out her own, obviously very familiar with this kind of communication system.]

I'll speak if I need to get your attention, but I don't like not being able to hear my tone. [Also not being able to hear her own voice is horribly disconcerting for someone with her job and she's been trying to avoid it as much as possible.]

I'm Mikumo Guynemer. Mikumo is fine. I'm not here to make enemies, so shall we take a closer look at this together? I never found this place in my past explorations, and it seems unusual for a bar to have been hidden like this.

[This is more just Mikumo's battlefield life and suspicion speaking, but after the teas she isn't massively inclined to believe there's nothing wrong with the drinks here or not some other intent to this establishment.]

[inquiryguqin]

All right, let's search. It was unusual. Other than the lobby and my room, this bar is one of the first.

[With a nod, Lan Wangji takes a look around. It's empty for now. There's no one behind the counter. The staff is missing. The glass bottles of spirits on display and on the cabinets behind the bar counter are full, so that's a sign the business was in operation during a normal day.

He looks carefully behind the counter and at the windows. The establishment is quiet.]

Did you find anything interesting? I found nothing remarkable. I guess when this place opens, people come here to drink.

[stargazed]

[Mikumo goes straight for the counter in her searching, lifting one or two bottles from the back shelf and holding them up to the light to inspect their contents. She's not intimately familiar with how alcohols are usually supposed to look, but she hangs around with military types enough to have some idea, so she's mostly checking to see if anything is immediately and blatantly off.

Her first few bottles get nothing, though, so she fishes her Empathy out again to answer that question.]

No. I was wondering if the drinks were similar to those strange teas we were offered in the casino. But they don't look visibly different to any alcohol I've seen before, so maybe it really is just a place to unwind.

[She looks visibly doubtful about that, but she supposes if toying with their emotions is a thing they do here, they'd need places where they could get away from it as well.]

[inquiryguqin]

[Lan Wangji, by his virtue, isn't interested in spirits or drinks other than tea. However, though the influence of his friend, Wei Wuxian, who probably lost right about now and he should go looking for him to see if he's all right. Still, he might have discovered an interesting find.

Overall, in his findings, there's nothing interest to note other than trying to figure out the purpose of this place like the others and he wondered if it's linked to the Queen of Wonderland.]

Place to unwind? Probably. I drank one of the teas. I'm not sure how to explain the effects other than I'm filled with joy and upliftment. Normally, I'm fine and content.

Have you tried the teas offered as well?

[stargazed]

[Mikumo hums in a manner that says she's familiar with what he's talking about, though she types out a more extensive message to explain it. She didn't spend a massive amount of time in the casino that wasn't just observing games, but it was enough to run into more than one tea.]

I tried the same one when I arrived. And someone else I encountered had one that made her very upset. I assume it would have been the blue. I do remember seeing a red one as well. Anger, perhaps?

[If the pink was happy and the blue was sad, she's going to take the logical conclusion on that last one.]

[inquiryguqin]

Yes, I recalled there are colored teas. I drank a pink one, so that type of tea is good for reducing stress.

[Or so he thinks. He made a mental note of the colored teas and how they affect emotions. He's going to add that to his list of food that affected a person's height. In the meanwhile, after much exploring everywhere.]

I think I can't find anything else. There's just a lot of bottles of wine and liquor in here, but I can't drink any of it.

[stargazed]

[Mikumo gives a slight sound of agreement to the point about there not seeming to be much in here. She might be missing something out of unfamiliarity with the world, but she assumes a bar isn't exactly posing a threat to anyone.

She does raise a brow at that last part of his message, though.]

Allergy or diet? I've never drank alcohol, but that's a diet restriction that doesn't necessarily apply here.

[She's not planning to go get wasted immediately, but it'd be a new experience.]

[inquiryguqin]

[With nothing else to search, he's beginning to worry about his partner and how he is faring. He decided he is finished with the search]

Neither. I have poor alcohol tolerance and drinking less than a cup's measure can cloud my judgment.

[stargazed]

[Mikumo actually blinks at that, because she's seen people with bad alcohol tolerance in her time (though not a lot, admittedly, since a lot of the people she works with are grizzled military types who could drink enough to down your average elephant), but that's. Impressive.]

That almost sounds like an allergy, if it's that bad. Though I'm not sure how equipped I am to deal with it myself.

[Literally. She doesn't know whether ability to digest alcohol would've been engineered into her if the person she was cloned from didn't have a decent tolerance.]