MADE: 29th August 2026

✦ REACTION ROOM – The “No Magic, All Drama” Dimension ✦

A sleek, mysterious white room with plush chairs in a semicircle facing a massive crystal-clear screen. It's weirdly cozy but sterile—like a therapist’s office designed by a video game villain. The floor pulses faintly with soft light. No doors, no windows.

A floating message reads: “You have been selected to view and react. No magic. No escape. Enjoy the show.”

The Heartslabyul dorm was sat in a couch. Riddle sat rigid, twitching with upright fury. Trey was trying to calm Riddle down, Cater was taking photos of the room as Ace and Deuce sat quietly.

The Savanaclaw dorm sat in a couch. Leona just sat there, Ruggie between him and Jack, who sat tensely. The Octavinelle dorm was sat with their usual scheming aura. Mischievous smiles on Jade and Floyd’s faces. Scarabia and Pomefiore sat together in one couch as Diasomnia dorm sat in a separate couch.

Riddle Rosehearts, Heartslabyul Housewarden immediately went off, anger on his face. "This is highly irregular! Who authorized this summoning?! We are students, not test subjects!"

Trey Clover, the vice-Housewarden tried to calm his Housewarden down. “Calm down, Riddle. I’m sure there is a reasonable explanation.”

Cater Diamond was taking photos of the room. Ace Trappola and Deuce Spade sat side by side of eachother.

Leona Kingscholar, The Savanaclaw Housewarden sat lazily in his seat that made Vil glare at him. His ears twitching as he yawned. “Tch. As long as there’s no classwork, I ain’t complainin’.” Ruggie Bucchi was snickering, his ears twitching with amusement. “Shishishi, This is ‘oughta be fun!”

Jack just nodded stiffly at Ruggie’s words, arms crossed tightly over his chest.

Azul, The Octavinelle Housewarden.”, had cold sweat forming on his forehead “Is this...legal? There must be terms. Fine print. Who do I contact for negotiations?”

Jade Leech’s leg was crossed, a calm smile on his face as Floyd Leech, sat beside his twin. Grinning widely with an arm behind the couch.

Kalim Al-Asim,giggling “This place is so shiny! Is this like... a surprise party? I love surprises!” * Jamil Viper sighed at Kalim’s enthusiasm. He sat near Kalim protectively.*

Vil sits only after conjuring a handkerchief to dust the seat, crossing a leg over the other as Epel sat between him and Rook. The French hunter looked ecstatic.

“If this lighting adds so much as one wrinkle to my face, I’m suing someone.”

Epel let out a huff, crossing his arms. Bought here to watch a bunch of videos? “This is complete bullshit’. Epel quickly caught his mouth when he saw Vil’s glare.

Idia was panic mumbling, his blue fiery hair turning a light shade of pink in seconds.“I knew it. I knew it. The second I left my room. This is how I die. Trapped in some experimental ‘reaction chamber’ hellscape... probably run by aliens...”

Ortho was patting his older brother’s shoulder, trying to calm him down.“There, There, Nii-san!”

Malleus, The Diasomnia Housewarden had a soft smile upon his face, curiosity in his eyes. “This realm lacks magic, and yet it holds us. Fascinating. Perhaps we are meant to witness something... sacred.”

Lilia Vanrouge, the elder fae and Diasomnia’s vice-Housewarden had a mischievous look on his face. “Fufufu~ Malleus, you sure are curious about this.”

Silver was dozing off, his head laid on Lilia’s shoulder as Sebek, sat beside Malleus. Boisterous as ever. “IF WAKA-SAMA DOESN’T MIND WATCHING USELESS VIDEOS, I DONT MIND AS WELL!”

Meanwhile, you sat on a couch with Grim on your lap while you patted his fluffy ears. The dire beast getting fussy in your lap, struggling to scoot away but obviously failing with your strong grip.

“Gaaah!! Unhand me, henchmen! I will not be held as some prisoner!!” Grim yowled, paws patting at your forearms.

Make your own plot…