[Alexander wakes up in a bed with a crimson comforter. At first glance, the room seems to be furnished with sleek and polished mahogany, including an impressive wardrobe that contains modern clothing suitable for his wear. There are standing frames portraying himself and the various BARiTONES members old and new, as well as others like Five, D.va, Persephone, and Izanagi. Everyone in those photos wears regular modern clothing, and none are of occasions he could possibly recall. Most intriguingly, what would be a normal window in any other house seems to be something more akin to a portal - looking outside the window right next to his bed gives a view of what appears to be Amaurot, the people going about their days peacefully and happily. Although if he tries to examine it any more closely, he’ll find that it’s actually no more than a screen behind the glass of the window, cleverly placed to make it seem as though it really were a window to another world.
Exploring his house - yes, house - will make it clear that his room is on the second floor, with a (working) master bathroom attached. Down the hall, a door opens up to a grand library full of mahogany shelves and thick, well-worn tomes. Should he go down the stairs to the first floor, he’ll find a comfortable lounge of a living room complete with a rack of fine wines, a dining room, and a large kitchen with its own island. Much like his room, photos of various BARiTONES and his other friends can be found framed around the whole of the house. But...
Actually, on closer examination, the make of the whole house seems to be cheap and shoddy in some way. Wood is actually plastic, and on the first floor many of the cabinets and the fridge itself in the kitchen are sealed shut. The clothes are cheaply made fast fashion that wouldn’t hold up through more than a few washes, and the photos seem to be poorly printed, as though resized from the wrong resolution. Most of the books in the library are completely blank, good for nothing more than acting as a doorstopper or, if one were desperate, a blunt weapon. Naturally, all those wine bottles only contain cheap grape juice.
Should he exit the house, he’ll find that the nameplate says “Emet-Selch”. He may spend as much or as little time as he likes in his house, but nothing seems to happen. However, there is a street he can follow elsewhere.]
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Alexander's House
Exploring his house - yes, house - will make it clear that his room is on the second floor, with a (working) master bathroom attached. Down the hall, a door opens up to a grand library full of mahogany shelves and thick, well-worn tomes. Should he go down the stairs to the first floor, he’ll find a comfortable lounge of a living room complete with a rack of fine wines, a dining room, and a large kitchen with its own island. Much like his room, photos of various BARiTONES and his other friends can be found framed around the whole of the house. But...
Actually, on closer examination, the make of the whole house seems to be cheap and shoddy in some way. Wood is actually plastic, and on the first floor many of the cabinets and the fridge itself in the kitchen are sealed shut. The clothes are cheaply made fast fashion that wouldn’t hold up through more than a few washes, and the photos seem to be poorly printed, as though resized from the wrong resolution. Most of the books in the library are completely blank, good for nothing more than acting as a doorstopper or, if one were desperate, a blunt weapon. Naturally, all those wine bottles only contain cheap grape juice.
Should he exit the house, he’ll find that the nameplate says “Emet-Selch”. He may spend as much or as little time as he likes in his house, but nothing seems to happen. However, there is a street he can follow elsewhere.]
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[And then it is off to the street!]
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His phone beeps. It seems a game is afoot!
But besides that, Welcome to the neighborhood!]