The Directors (
productions) wrote2014-05-26 09:49 pm
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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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All that blushing disappears in an instant.]
Y-you want me to kiss...Peko-chan?
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[this may be because she was being a stick in the mud earlier. Her tone is a lot more dry though, probably because she realizes what a suicide mission it is.]
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She's my friend... [And she can be intimidating.]
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Besides, the only person nearby who isn't your friend is, like, Kouha. ♪
[She wasn't going to throw him THAT far under the bus.]
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I don't go out of my way to do it, you know! [Obviously, since he just had his first kiss.] You got to choose...
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...All right fine, tell me who you'd rather kiss and I'll pick between them and Peko-chan. ♪
[This is kind of like getting a bonus truth, which is the only reason she's letting it slide.]
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I'm thinking! [He squeaks out in protest.
Who would he rather kiss? Well he's already kissed Rin-chan, so it wouldn't be as weird, right? Right...
But if Rin-chan is able to choose, then she'll probably pick Peko-chan anyway! So even if he answers, there's no winning. Then he'll have just done a dare and a truth in one turn!
Gulping, Ryou lowers his hands, and then with a completely straight face:]
I want a do-over.
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You only get one do-over.
And for the record if you think I'm somehow a safer option than Peko you're completely mistaken.
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Hehehehe. Why do you think I gave him the option? ♪
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I'm not possessed any more, you know... [Ryou looks a little hurt, and then goes back to whiteknighting himself, apparently.]
I think I should get another do-over. We can't just dare each other to do the same thing the other person dared us to do each turn. The game will get predictable really fast that way.
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Now that's just pathetic... ♪
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Okay! I won't change the dare, but you're worried about me picking Peko-chan regardless of what you say, right?
In that case, we'll let Kanaya be the judge. She's impartial! ♪
[Probably. She's Rin's friend though, and Rin's already giving her a conspiratorial look.]
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If I have to pick from the people playing... [Since he's not about to run up to one of the other theatre-goers and ask for a kiss. This was hard enough.] Then I pick...
[Ryou rubs the back of his head, his cheeks turning red despite all his internal monologues telling him this was the logical choice.] ...R-rin-chan, I guess.
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[no, he's blushing, it's clearly serious. But this is ridiculous. She shakes a fist at him]
I already kissed you! Settle down, Ryou-kun! ♪
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Peko has participated in a disproportionately low amount of truths and dares - about zero. This could be used as justification for her involvement or justification for her disqualification. I would leave that decision in her hands.
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[Kanaya you're missing the point of why she picked Peko at all. THIS WAS A MISTAKE.]
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But at least...he got a yes. There shall be no awkward Peko kissing today.]
I guess that's a yes...
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[FOILED for the first time this game.
But Rin is a sore loser so she's going to make him take the initiative]
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[He's staring at Rin now, his lips pulled together in lopsided line.]
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