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productions) wrote2014-05-26 09:49 pm
productions) wrote2014-05-26 09:49 pm
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graveyard
You awaken in a darkened theatre.
In front of you is an enormous cinema screen. On it plays everything that's currently happening in the castle, accompanied by appropriate sound effects and background instrumentals when fitting. The seat you're sitting on is large and plush, and while there's many of them, there's enough room in the theatre for you to fully recline the seat into a comfortable bed if you wish. Under each seat is a sleeping mask and noise-cancelling headphones, in case you'd like to take a break from watching the show.
Follow the stairs up and you'll reach what should be the projection room. There are no projectors in here, however; it is simply a large and well-lit room above the main seating area, and a good place to hang out with your fellow eliminated contestants if shouting at each other across the aisles proves too much to handle.
If you leave the theatre through the door in the back, you'll find yourself in a hall. On one end is a concession stand. It's stocked with standard movie snacks - popcorn, candy and the like - but if you're feeling the urge for something else, you'll be able to find it stocked somewhere in the back. On the other end is a table with thirty wrapped bags and a placard reading 'A star for our stars! Please accept these lovely giftbags as a token of appreciation for your hard work, sponsored by [illegible smudge]'. Each bag has a tag bearing the name of someone in the mansion; you will only be able to open the bag with your name on it. As soon as you open it, any memories that have been taken from you, including those of the other people in the mansion that you may have forgotten, will be returned in their entirety. Within the bag are also objects from your home that you may want for your stay here, though you will find no weapons.
Past the hall is another door, this one wooden and seemingly decayed. If you go inside, you'll find a fairly simple, wooden room, that is empty except for a very large machine. It is difficult to tell what the machine is for; it has a touch screen that appears to be a control panel, as well as a large open space that seems to be part of the machine, but the machine is dead and won't turn on no matter what you do.
Still, at least you aren't alone here. You have your fellow players, as well as a few guests to keep you company.
Oh, and one more thing. At midnight following each execution, once all those who've died that week have woken up, a video will begin to play on screen.
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But she has no right to want that sort of thing anymore, when she was the one who took it away from everyone else.]
I don't expect your forgiveness, but I am sorry for what I did to you. No one should die... but no one should have ever died in the way I killed you.
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Neither can I after what I did to you. ( It's like they're even in a way that isn't really good. ) ... But I think I can forgive a brilliant woman like you.
( It was an awful way to die but with memories of his first game, he really does appreciate what she did for this round's group. )
1/2
Well what you did was still worse. [She's not even joking, she's completely serious.]
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...I can forgive you too.
And maybe. [She reaches for her bag.] Once I open this and I'm entirely myself, we can avoid another ridiculous tragedy.
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... I'll stay with you.
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....she really had loved him.]
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1/2
It's almost strange after two months of not understanding anything about herself or who she is to abruptly have it all rush back. Suddenly there's context for everything... and her purpose.
Her voice catches in her throat as she finally gains an understanding of what her relationship is with her people, and her eyes well up with tears.
Suddenly everything just... feels right and makes sense--]
no i lied. 2/3
She stares at ...Spain?]
3/3
This is not Spain.]
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But no, he'll just laugh, )
Ah-- haha, stop, that tickles.
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Who are you? Where is Frau Spa-- ah. [Oh right she'd been a hostage. She's probably home now that that week is definitely over and not happening again, right?]
I... I'm confused.
[What else is new.]
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You know who I am. ( Now he's really just playing because he's had a couple of days longer to adapt to this. Also, he doesn't really care about the details. What is going on? Why is Austria a lady? I don't know but she sure is beautiful. And brilliant. And kind of insane. Hot. ) Mmm... I'm still pretty confused, to be honest.
But, ay, there's another Spain? And she's a lady too?! Tell me about her.
( Narcissism. Straight up Romantic narcissism and ego. )
Is she beautiful? Can she dance? I bet she can cook, right?
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You're another Spain! [She came first. She's sure of it.]
... [Now that she can actually remember Spain though Austria looks so happy to be able to talk about her.]
She is beautiful! [She has such beautiful eyes.] And she does dance-- she's always dragging me out to dance and trying to embarrass me. She cooks and.... and when she makes paella she warns me about prepping the shrimp so I can close my eyes when I helped. And she loves to paint, even if she makes a mess-- and we were married. Once. She made me very... happy.
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You'll see her again. ( He'll make sure of it. And oops it looks like there's a line to talk to Austria so he'll give her a quick, chaste kiss on the cheek. ) I'll tell you about Roderich next time. And then you can tell me about Venecian...a and Romana too.