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A Room in 8
Apr. 30th, 2025 06:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anypriceWHO: Sampo, Gilgamesh + anyone who wants to visit or get lost
WHERE: Sampo's new house. It's a fucking maze.
WHEN: May 1st
WHAT: Sampo's invited you to visit his fucking maze of a house. Problem is, the rooms are never the same every day and they seem to keep going unless you hit a dead end...
WARNINGS: Silliness/shenanigans.
[ be you there in person, or watching along as Sampo decides to pull out his phone and live-blog their room discovery today, that's up to you. Hell, come along and discover new rooms with them, or just sit there and wonder how the fuck a house can do that--because really. How the fuck can a house do that? ]
>> we can hang around by the p-p-pool || the Pool Room
[ of coursethese rich assholes this rich asshole and partner have an indoor pool.
Sampo's next bit of camerawork seems rather delighted to show off a nice, neat looking pool room, all white and blue tile and pleasant water motifs. ]
And look--there's a pool! And it came with friends!
[ Gilgamesh looks deeply unimpressed from where he's standing, shirtless in the pool... surrounded by a series of six small, colorful seals floating in equally brightly colored rings, chirruping aggressively as the King wades around the pool with a deeply put upon look so he can. drag back on the pool rings and send the baby seals ricocheting around, bouncing off of each other to a flurry of joyful (?), barking noise. ]
They've had Gil playin' with 'em for hours, the little cuties~
[ Gil gives the camera such a look, his hair clinging to being spiked up and away from his face to an admirable degree. ]
If someone would stop filming and would help me bounce the damned things around, we could move onto the next part of this obnoxious architectural nightmare--
[ the camera tilts this way and that, and then sets down on one of the benches, Gilgamesh still in frame. his eyes track off to the side--and then widen as he takes a step back. ]
Samuel don't you dare--
[ and then a faintly blue, much larger seal comes sailing from off camera, flippers extended in a beautiful pose as it absolutely bodies the King and drives him under the water, the be-floatied baby seals sent bouncing in arcane geometries to a flurry of barking and squeaking. ]
the great Alazara has to say... || The Rumpus Room
Now this is a room made for ME. [ the delight in sampo's voice can't be overstated, as he puts the camera down against one of the first tables in the room. It's a good enough angle so anyone watching would be able to see what the room is--it's full of games. Board games, dart boards, even tables for playing cards--and not to mention an entire library of videogames and videogame consoles. There's a TV with several seats in front of it too, all settled in for the world's most combative session of Mario Party 7.
Sampo's going to take a moment to sort out exactly what the room has to offer, when one seemingly out of place ... thing flickers to life when he gets near it.
It's one of those old robotic fortune tellers, and as it turns itself on as Sampo gets near, it spits out some cryptic nonsense that just sounds like your generic fortune given to someone at a fair to make their hair stand on end.
For Sampo, it sounded completely different.
The blue-haired con man actually seems to go a little quiet for a second, with a cloudy look in his eye that can't even be disturbed as Gilgamesh saunters over to wave fingers in front of his face. As if he's been put into a trance by the thing.
A moment later, he blinks awake, and shakes his head. ]
Uh, no, what? Did you hear that? As if I could ever be someone who could see the future. Come on!
someone pour me up a double-shot of whiskey || the Wine Cellar
[ Gilgamesh just.
has a wingback chair over his shoulder, descending down a flight of stairs into a low-lit unknown as Sampo turns the camera to look at his Perturbed Face. ]
We're in trouble now, fam.
He found the wine cellar. I dunno if we're ever gonna leave this part of the house.
[ he cheeses for the camera and then follows Gilgamesh into the depths--as the King helps himself to a bottle of something expensive looking, golden goblet in hand as he sprawls in the very expensive looking chair, one leg hooked over an arm as he luxuriously slouches. ]
Good enough. I've found the only room in the house that truly matters. We've no more need to search for today.
I don't get logic puzzles. || the Gallery
[ he might be alone now, or he's managed to drag gil out of the wine cellar long enough to see what rooms they get to have today--whichever it is, the camera pans over a room that's the most pretentious one yet. It's almost completely monochrome, a grey-and-white place that's dull in every way possible--but maybe it's by design because it's filled with different paintings and works of art, like statues of animals and the like.
Sampo's gonna stop in front of a huge painting that's.
Well.
It's PRETTY but it's definitely weird, it's some huge infinity sign with boxes all around it, naming off sins...
He stares at the placard, trying to find out what the hell the painting is supposed to be, only to find it blank, like a puzzle you're supposed to fill in. Haha, what the hell? ]
Oh don't tell me this is the old owner's way of playing a game with house guests. Make all your fancy paintings in fact, a logic puzzle and spend hours trying to figure out what the extremely obscure word hiding in the ink is?
Ohmygodbarf. This sort of thing isn't fun, it's a headache? I bet there are people who LOVE this stuff, but it ain't me!
[ next to him, the golden king saunters around, still holding onto a bottle of that overly expensive wine he'd pilfered as he gazes at another one of the paintings with a sneer. ]
The puzzles aren't even partway clever, they're boring. This one means 'Think.' The K is thin.
A Prismatic Key. || Wild Card
[ if you're visiting the insane house, feel free to break off from Sampo and his idiot partner and explore for yourself, or find different rooms with the pair to your heart's content. The house constantly changes and has whatever room you can think of, within reason, and you can use this post for a general list of the sorts of things this insane place can have to visit. ]
WHERE: Sampo's new house. It's a fucking maze.
WHEN: May 1st
WHAT: Sampo's invited you to visit his fucking maze of a house. Problem is, the rooms are never the same every day and they seem to keep going unless you hit a dead end...
WARNINGS: Silliness/shenanigans.
[ be you there in person, or watching along as Sampo decides to pull out his phone and live-blog their room discovery today, that's up to you. Hell, come along and discover new rooms with them, or just sit there and wonder how the fuck a house can do that--because really. How the fuck can a house do that? ]
>> we can hang around by the p-p-pool || the Pool Room
[ of course
Sampo's next bit of camerawork seems rather delighted to show off a nice, neat looking pool room, all white and blue tile and pleasant water motifs. ]
And look--there's a pool! And it came with friends!
[ Gilgamesh looks deeply unimpressed from where he's standing, shirtless in the pool... surrounded by a series of six small, colorful seals floating in equally brightly colored rings, chirruping aggressively as the King wades around the pool with a deeply put upon look so he can. drag back on the pool rings and send the baby seals ricocheting around, bouncing off of each other to a flurry of joyful (?), barking noise. ]
They've had Gil playin' with 'em for hours, the little cuties~
[ Gil gives the camera such a look, his hair clinging to being spiked up and away from his face to an admirable degree. ]
If someone would stop filming and would help me bounce the damned things around, we could move onto the next part of this obnoxious architectural nightmare--
[ the camera tilts this way and that, and then sets down on one of the benches, Gilgamesh still in frame. his eyes track off to the side--and then widen as he takes a step back. ]
Samuel don't you dare--
[ and then a faintly blue, much larger seal comes sailing from off camera, flippers extended in a beautiful pose as it absolutely bodies the King and drives him under the water, the be-floatied baby seals sent bouncing in arcane geometries to a flurry of barking and squeaking. ]
the great Alazara has to say... || The Rumpus Room
Now this is a room made for ME. [ the delight in sampo's voice can't be overstated, as he puts the camera down against one of the first tables in the room. It's a good enough angle so anyone watching would be able to see what the room is--it's full of games. Board games, dart boards, even tables for playing cards--and not to mention an entire library of videogames and videogame consoles. There's a TV with several seats in front of it too, all settled in for the world's most combative session of Mario Party 7.
Sampo's going to take a moment to sort out exactly what the room has to offer, when one seemingly out of place ... thing flickers to life when he gets near it.
It's one of those old robotic fortune tellers, and as it turns itself on as Sampo gets near, it spits out some cryptic nonsense that just sounds like your generic fortune given to someone at a fair to make their hair stand on end.
For Sampo, it sounded completely different.
The blue-haired con man actually seems to go a little quiet for a second, with a cloudy look in his eye that can't even be disturbed as Gilgamesh saunters over to wave fingers in front of his face. As if he's been put into a trance by the thing.
A moment later, he blinks awake, and shakes his head. ]
Uh, no, what? Did you hear that? As if I could ever be someone who could see the future. Come on!
someone pour me up a double-shot of whiskey || the Wine Cellar
[ Gilgamesh just.
has a wingback chair over his shoulder, descending down a flight of stairs into a low-lit unknown as Sampo turns the camera to look at his Perturbed Face. ]
We're in trouble now, fam.
He found the wine cellar. I dunno if we're ever gonna leave this part of the house.
[ he cheeses for the camera and then follows Gilgamesh into the depths--as the King helps himself to a bottle of something expensive looking, golden goblet in hand as he sprawls in the very expensive looking chair, one leg hooked over an arm as he luxuriously slouches. ]
Good enough. I've found the only room in the house that truly matters. We've no more need to search for today.
I don't get logic puzzles. || the Gallery
[ he might be alone now, or he's managed to drag gil out of the wine cellar long enough to see what rooms they get to have today--whichever it is, the camera pans over a room that's the most pretentious one yet. It's almost completely monochrome, a grey-and-white place that's dull in every way possible--but maybe it's by design because it's filled with different paintings and works of art, like statues of animals and the like.
Sampo's gonna stop in front of a huge painting that's.
Well.
It's PRETTY but it's definitely weird, it's some huge infinity sign with boxes all around it, naming off sins...
He stares at the placard, trying to find out what the hell the painting is supposed to be, only to find it blank, like a puzzle you're supposed to fill in. Haha, what the hell? ]
Oh don't tell me this is the old owner's way of playing a game with house guests. Make all your fancy paintings in fact, a logic puzzle and spend hours trying to figure out what the extremely obscure word hiding in the ink is?
Ohmygodbarf. This sort of thing isn't fun, it's a headache? I bet there are people who LOVE this stuff, but it ain't me!
[ next to him, the golden king saunters around, still holding onto a bottle of that overly expensive wine he'd pilfered as he gazes at another one of the paintings with a sneer. ]
The puzzles aren't even partway clever, they're boring. This one means 'Think.' The K is thin.
A Prismatic Key. || Wild Card
[ if you're visiting the insane house, feel free to break off from Sampo and his idiot partner and explore for yourself, or find different rooms with the pair to your heart's content. The house constantly changes and has whatever room you can think of, within reason, and you can use this post for a general list of the sorts of things this insane place can have to visit. ]
