Who: Everyone
What: Setting Change
When: Wednesday Morning
Where: Castle-Wide
Rating: PG. Otherwise, tag your threads.
Upon waking this morning, Residents will notice that Paradisa isn't quite itself. Everything will have begun to transform from flawless, timeless beauty to dingy, dated, run-down comparative squalor. It's all gone faded, brittle, dusty, and rusty. Furniture, upholstery, drapes, and decor have been replaced by unattractive mismatched veritable antiques ranging in style from Victorian to Mid-Century Modern, with no rhyme or reason to placement or styling. The castle grounds appear overgrown with dead or dying plants in place of the usual pristine landscaping, and the remnants of an
old salvage yard with rusted out, broken down
cars (mostly American made models from the 1950s-1980s) stacks of random mismatched parts and tires will appear out front.
Furthermore, each bedroom in the castle has transformed to resemble varying cheap, dated,
themed motel rooms with garish wallpaper, clashing bedspreads, and outrageously
cheesy decor. All personal items are still accessible, simply stowed away in everyone's
awesome new vintage furniture.
All the rooms in the caslte will function as per usual, though they appear much worse for wear. The Lux has been transformed into a
roadside diner, but the Death Match passed for a gritty enough dive to stay exactly the same. The library is especially
worn down, appearing smaller, less organized, and by
far less luxurious than usual. It now smells distinctly of the stacks of random, musty old books piled high on every available surface, seemingly aside from the shelves they belong on. The addition of a dusty old liquor cabinet might explain the occasional whiff of cheap bourbon.
Finally, a large trunk containing a stockpile of weapons has appeared in the lobby, neatly organized and seemingly capable of replenishing itself. Pistols, revolvers, rifles, shotguns, sawed-offs, associated ammunition and additionally: shotgun shells filled with rock salt, wrought iron rounds, silver bullets. Crucifixes, rosaries, flasks of holy water, military grade knives of all shapes and sizes, axes, machetes, flare guns, batons, flashlights, rope, bags of rock salt, lock picking kits, brass knuckles, wooden stakes, tasers, and duffle bags are also available.
Above the trunk, scrawled in messy lettering on the wall reads a message:
"You've got work to do."