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Today, when when Sieghart is just going about his business, he will suddenly feel a hand close around his arm and will find himself yanked into a room at random. The door shuts behind him with a sharp SLAM!

When he looks around, he'll find himself in a nondescript room in the mansion. It's got a table and two chairs in the center of the room, with three wrapped packages sitting on the desk. Each one of them has a different tag on it, but what the tag says is hard to tell from the distance.

Standing in front of him is Virgo, who lets go of his arm and gestures at the chairs.

"Sit the fuck down! You're bored, aren't you? So I have something for you to do this week."

Virgo then takes a seat in the chair on the other side of the table and puts their feet up on it like the rude shit they are, accidentally nudging one of the packages. They seem to be chuckling to themselves.

"Just watching is no fun! So I decided I'm going to spice things up a little, hahahaha. Pick one of these things and then give me three names! Of the living fuckers, no one here. And none of the hotel staff either! I'll make sure it gets to one of the three people you pick. Probably. Hahahaha, aren't I so helpful? Way more helpful than those other fuckers over there! You can thank me now."

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Comments

[guestservices]

Hahahaha! Fuck if I know! They don't pay me to know shit like that!

[helpful.]

[ercnerd]

[Very.]

You should ask for a raise.

Is it really trying to help the guests, or is it just making entertainment for the Host?

[guestservices]

I just said it's NOT to help the guests! It's to help ME! GET IT RIGHT!

[ercnerd]

Huh?

What do you need help for?

[guestservices]

I want everyone to realize I'm better than those other assholes! The presents help them, but really it's helping me!

[ercnerd]

I was talking about the shadow . . .

[Well, whatever. He can pursue that line of questioning again later.]

If you really believe that, you shouldn't be so concerned about what they think.

[guestservices]

[your mod can't read but also virgo talks nonsense so this is time.]

I'll care about whatever the fuck I want.

[ercnerd]

[Love my mod.

He leans forward again to inspect the nearest tag.]

So if I pick one of these and give you three names, when should I expect it to arrive?

[guestservices]

Whenever. These things don't happen on a schedule.

[ercnerd]

Hmm . . . In that case, let's go with this one.

[He holds the tag with the house emoji between his index and middle fingers.]

[guestservices]

Yeah? And who the fuck do you want it to maybe end up with?

[ercnerd]

Maybe . . . Alphinaud, Harrowhark, or Shinobu.

[guestservices]

Are those people your final choice?

[are they?]

[ercnerd]

[What is this, a quiz?]

I've already thought about it. The rest is up to you and one of them.

[guestservices]

Then I guess we'll fucking see what happens!