Guard: Alright. Go on in then.
-And then she says nothing, letting Six get on in-
-Well, this certainly looks like a resort. A lot of beautiful looking ladies lounging around having fun beach activities...while wearing prison outfits or in chains. None of them really seem to be interested in leaving, even if the armored guards just seem to be making rounds doing little but patrolling or reading newspapers-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-Six heads in-
Six: Don't think we got a physical description. All I know is Cell B12.
-And so Six goes searching for that room-
-Or, failing that, a map of the place to orient with-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-And indeed your Otaku is there, sitting on his hover platform (still no legs) and building a robot cat-girl that looks surprisingly like vert with his 8 blubbery tentacles-
-This is the kind of alien tentecle monster, who even there neckbeards have neckbeards-
-Annnd well if you were around then, was the same one that tried to kill you for the mob-

-Six steps in front of the guard, momentarily shocked by the fact this man is his spitting image-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."