Prologue

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PROLOGUE

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The clink of glasses, the clatter of utensils upon plates and the soft murmur of conversation flows smoothly in the warmly lit dining hall. It's a dinner party, a rather vivacious one at that, with the food flowing freely. Savory and sweet, regional specialties, refined and rustic, there's something for everyone. Omurice, chiffon cake, kimchi, sizzling porterhouse steaks—it might be more apt to call it a buffet than anything else.

Do buffets usually serve such a unique smorgasbord of food? And actually, weren't you doing something else? A free meal is usually a good thing but is anything truly free? Who are these people around you? And where exactly are you?

Whatever thoughts are racing through your mind, they're abruptly cut off by a note, high pitched G-sharp from a woodwind. All your senses return to you, though they won't tell you much. Maybe not all of them actually, if you're used to feats of heroic strength or manipulating reality or numerous other abilities. There is one clue at least, a heavy weighted paper beneath your plate, an embossed note rather than a list of courses.

"Enjoy yourselves. I'll come see you when you've had your fill. And don't try to dine and dash, huh? There's something I have—something I can do for you, after all. Besides, you've already agreed to the terms anyway!"

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[libirdian]

[ Yes, now let's all become a star! --Okay, probably not a good idea here. Let's stick with One Piece and Pirates of the Carribean. ]

I'm sure we don't need to be pirates to break rules and parley. We just need to proceed with caution.

[ At least, that's what he thinks. Rushing into things sounds like a good way to get someone killed. ]

[heroicact]

[Considering the meaning of stars in the pigeonverse.......

Back to dreams of pirates and yo-ho-yolo we go.]

We don't have to be pirates, but it sure couldn't hurt. But, how right you are -- or would be if this realm were bound by the rules of common sense.

[... he's telling this to a giant bird.... well...]

How does the man named Hamelin seem to you?

[libirdian]

[ Hohoho... Yes, that's probably for the best. No one wants to become a star in the pigeonverse. ]

...To start off, someone you need to watch your word choice with. He's obviously trying to egg people on.

[heroicact]

Come to think of it, he does seem very good at sowing discord for someone we've all just met (maybe), doesn't he? Though, I admit, I'm not sure how picking our words more carefully would lead to a better relationship with his rules.

Those are his rules, so he says -- the ones governing us and all around us.

[libirdian]

He didn't ask you if you minded your wish being shared? Because I mean in regards to things like that. Something about that felt particularly...off.

[ To him, that's kind of a trap, considering he said there's a relation between their wishes and why they're here in the first place. ...Not that he would mind having whatever wish he can't even remember be said out loud. No reason for him not to have a normal wish. ]