The Directors (
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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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He could just kiss Rin-chan on the cheek. It's not like she said he had to kiss whoever-it-was on the lips, but the same time he was kind of curious. He wanted to find out why his heart was beating so fast back then--it was just nerves, right? But even afterwards, it didn't go away...
If he had any chance to find out, this was it. He couldn't get in trouble for it or anything.]
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[Rin sticks her tongue out childishly. Her original dare had been a lot more clear cut, after all. And Kanaya betrayed her!!! which she didn't expect!!
But at least she's stopped pouting in order to be sassy. She seems to have gone back to normal, at least.]
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Okay, well... I'm going to do my dare now. [Ryou meets her eyes, and he's looking pretty nervous as well as flushed. He gulps once, and then scoots forward, steeling himself for impact.] ...
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Anyway, she shifts to a more neutral look when he scooted in and nods just once, apparently having accepted this as her fate by now - he's taking long enough for her to come to terms, certainly. She figured he'll just go for a cheek kiss or something like that, so she's not sure why he's being all nervous. But it's Ryou-kun, and he gets nervous about pretty much everything.
Then again, he had to think about it. Maybe he's planning something... she tilts her head at him, waiting to see what he'll do but also somewhat encouraging him. She's not sure why. Maybe it's her own love of games.]
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So after taking in a deep breath as one final preparation, Ryou closes his eyes an leans in to kiss her on the lips. ...Except he moves a little too fast, and he completely misses Rin's lips and ends up kissing the corner of her mouth and cheek instead. It lasts a few seconds, and that's enough for his mistake to sink in.
When he pulls back, he immediately hides his face behind a tub of popcorn. His heart was racing again for sure, but it was sinking too. He screwed it up!]
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Hahaha! Jeez, Ryou-kun!
You almost missed my cheek! ♪
[so close, but so far.]
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[She didn't even realize! Maybe it's for the best. It was just pointless curiosity anyway.]
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You're not very coordinated, are you? Oh well. I guess it's my turn again, huh? I'll pick another truth. ♪
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What's your favourite color? [He's too distracted to think of a good truth now.]
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[she thought it was pretty obvious... either he is distracted or this game is winding down.]
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[He seems oddly pleased by that, and smiles with a tilt of his head.]
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No, no... I don't like green. Green sucks, go stand over there! ♪
[Rin grins and shoves him in a random direction.]
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How can you not like green? Your eyes are green, you know! [He points to his eye with a goofy grin.] Mine too.
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Why couldn't you have liked red, man? Orange is the second best... ♪
[what are they even talking about anymore]
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I like pink, is that close enough? [He laughs softly.]
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Yes. Definitely ok. ♪
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But I like lavender more, to be honest, haha. [Why are they talking about colors again?]
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[oops Rin you were probably supposed to keep one of those words in your head]
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[He removes his second shoe.]
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