A honey comb clock has found a home of the wall of D.Va's bedroom and it ding! ding!! ding!!!s every hour on the hour. On closer inspection she'll come to realize that the bee ornament on it is actually a switch - (⑉⊙ȏ⊙)! - and pressing it drops that specific portion of the wall into the floor to reveal The Hive.
As soon as you step inside you'll be hit by the intoxicating aroma of the mugunghwa, and while it's supposed to have helped calm your nerves it probably ends up being of very little comfort because everything here is just so bizarre. To the left is a small garden complete with fance bench, a tree containing a single apple, and a fountain of queen B.Va featuring all of the gruesome injuries she's sustained oozing honey instead of blood water... neat! To the right is a bar that she can stock with her favorite drinks along with a number of hexagonal tables and chairs that can be arranged in a variety of ways.
To no one's surprise the walls are made to resemble that of a hive, and seem to be perpetually dripping honey... though you'll quickly come to realize it's all just an elaborate hologram. Robotic sportsball sized bees buzz around the room, their bug butts capable of changing color and playing music to set the mood.
The pièce de résistance is an obnoxious throne like water honey bed that's up a flight of stairs, behind sheer curtains, and tucked in an alcove for privacy. Above the bed is the phrase Long Live the Queen written in cursive. The Hive is definitely neither the safest nor smartest place for a fuck, but this room wasn't exactly requested because brains.
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As soon as you step inside you'll be hit by the intoxicating aroma of the mugunghwa, and while it's supposed to have helped calm your nerves it probably ends up being of very little comfort because everything here is just so bizarre. To the left is a small garden complete with fance bench, a tree containing a single apple, and a fountain of queen B.Va featuring all of the gruesome injuries she's sustained oozing honey instead of blood water... neat! To the right is a bar that she can stock with her favorite drinks along with a number of hexagonal tables and chairs that can be arranged in a variety of ways.
To no one's surprise the walls are made to resemble that of a hive, and seem to be perpetually dripping honey... though you'll quickly come to realize it's all just an elaborate hologram. Robotic sportsball sized bees buzz around the room, their bug butts capable of changing color and playing music to set the mood.
The pièce de résistance is an obnoxious throne like water honey bed that's up a flight of stairs, behind sheer curtains, and tucked in an alcove for privacy. Above the bed is the phrase Long Live the Queen written in cursive. The Hive is definitely neither the safest nor smartest place for a fuck, but this room wasn't exactly requested because brains.