Try Not To Die: Part 1

As the sun began to rise, it's light shined into the room. Even tough red satin curtains covered the windows, the light found it's way in.
The room looked to be some sort of a living room. It was quite spacious and open. The furniture was antique, there was a cozy unlit fire place on one side, and bookshelves covered most of the walls.
But the most noticable thing was, of course, the people that were there. Some layed on the floor, others on the couches and chairs, and a few even in the arms of another one.

The stormy blue eyes of one girl slowly opened. She quickly sat up, when she realised that she had been sleeping one some guys chest. Didn't help that she even knew the person.
She looked around confused, and brushed her black hair aside. The other people seemed to still be asleep.
''Ryder'' she whispered and shook the guy that she had been sleeping on. He mumbled something, and opened his eyes. His green eyes tried to focus on her face, but he was still quite tired.
''Eden?'' he mumbled half asleep, and sat up. She suddenly grabbed the sides of her head, and pulled him closer. She examined him with a suprised look.
''Your eyes... and not just them... You look different'' she said.

The people around the started to wake up, and realise that they were in a unfamiliar place.
''Where the hell are we?'' a girl with long blue hair muttered, in the arms of a young man with sandy hair.
''What the f*ck am I wearing?!'' another girl with messy dark brown hair shrieked waking the rest of the people. She looked disgusted at her clothing with her dark, almost black, eyes. True enough, the clothes were unique. All their clothes were.
They were old fashioned, and decorated with belts, chains, gears and other small nick nacks and gadgets.
''I don't know about you, but I think these clothes are awesome!'' a girl with short indigo blue hair replied, and twirled around, showing of the dress that reminded something that a saloon girl would wear.

The room filled with chatter and questions. Where were they? How did they get there? Why were they there? They had questions, but they couldn't just find answers.

At one side of the room, there was a pair, watching over the scene. They both had white hair, and red eyes. The other was a young lady, with something in her hands, and the other was a young man with his arms crossed. From the looks of it, they were twins.
''Well ain't this great? What do you got there anyway Flo?'' he asked. Florence showed the record to her brother Sebastian with out hesitance.
''It was in my hands, when we woke up'' she explained.
''Then should we play it?'' he asked, and pointed at the gramophone that was placed in one of the room's corners.
They walked over to it, while the others continued their bittering. Florence placed the record on the player, and put the needle on top. The gramophone crackled a bit, untill a voice was heard.
''Welcome dear guests!'' the voice said. It was hard to tell what gender was the speaker, but still they sound somewhat young. They turned their attention towards the gramophone as it continued.
''You must be wondering about your where abouts. Do not fear, you have been brought to this mansion to enjoy yourselves! There are plenty of rooms for all 42 of you, a grand supply of food ingredients and of course, alcohol! You are free to explore the mansion, and wonder around the garden. But; You are not allowed to leave. If you look outside, you will see a high wall surrounding the mansion''
A girl with goggles on her orange hair, and a mechanical arm pushed aside the curtains, and looked out.
''It's true'' she reassured.
''This wall surrounds the whole mansion. There is a gate, but it is also as high as the wall. We advise you still not to try and leave. Do not think this as your imprisonment, but instead as your vacation. After 7 days, and 7 nights, you will return to your lives, with no memory of the days you've spent here. Even if you've died here.''
Everyone tensed up, not believing what they've just heard.
''Impossible, don't you think? But no. To prove that, let us explain another thing. The undead, children of the night, deamons, angels and everyone above humanity, you have noticed it, haven't you? Your hearts beat, you feel alive, and you look & fell different. That is because, you are human''
They glanced at each other confused, or shocked.
''Now, raise of hands for those who admit that they weren't human? Those who lie, beware''
Suprisingly, a handful of people, even maybe more than half raise their hands.
''Those who hadn't raised their hands; You must think that these people are only crazy? But no. There are worlds beyond yours and people from the light and darkness. And if you still not believe, answer this; How can it be just a coincident that so many people raised their hands at the same time?
Now, after 7 days and 7 nights, you shall return to your lives, not remembering what happened, your normal selves, dead or alive. Still, try not to die.
Untill then, enjoy yourselves, meet unique people, enjoy humanity and have a grand stay

Sincerely; CG, MC, TB & DC''

Silence followed, as the recording ended.
''So what now?'' a girl with chocolate brown, and red shaded hair asked.
''I'm at least going to take a look around. Care free to join'' the same short blue haired girl said, and walked off.
Many took the example, and left the room, leaving a few behind to look around.
A long brown haired girl glanced at a familiar group, and muttered to herself.
''I'm gonna go too, Lance'' she said to her orange brown haired partner, before leaving through the door.
''Maya, wait!'' he quickly said, and catched up with her, as they walked down the hallway.

The group that had stayed behind turned to look at one of them. He had dark indigo hair, and a goggle patch covered his right eye. He tapped on his cain, as he thought about the events.
''Bro, what should we do?'' a guy with light red hair asked. He stopped tapping on his cain, and looked up at them. He smiled and laughed a bit.
''What is there to do? Might as well enjoy as this lasts. Besides, I am somewhat interested about this human form of mine'' he answered, and examined his hand.


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In a dark room, in the somewhere unknown, the only thing lighted was a table. Across it were many monitors, which showed the events of the mansion. On the opposite of them, 4 people sat at the table.
''...Where's the blood shed and gore!'' one of them cried out disappointed. Dispite of the darkness, they could be recognised.

From the left, there sat a girl who had short somewhat dark brown hair, but thanks to the clothes she wore, she looked more like a boy then a girl. DarthCyb3r.

Next to her sat another girl, who had medium lenght hair, but cut short from the back, with the right dyed side blonde and the left side black. She smiled nervously, at her friends complaint. Miitu-Chan.

Next, was a girl who's brown hair was somewhat short, who had her arms crossed from disappointment. ChipiiGirl.

Last but not least, on the right sat another girl, with long dark brunette hair, who leaned on her hand.

''Give it time Chipii'' Cyb3r sighed, as she at popcorn.
''But didn't you tell them to try not to die?'' Miitu added.
''Now we won't get any gore!'' Tsubaki mumbled.
''Well... I said they should TRY not to die. I never said anything about not trying to kill? And since we all know how our OCs are, don't we?'' Cyb3r explained, with a millicious smile.
''But what if they don't kill each other?!'' Chipii asked, for which Cyb3r just shrugged to.
''Let's just enjoy and see what happens'' she suggested.
''...Can I get popcorn?~'' Miitu asked, with her usual smile.
''No.'' Cyb3r declined.