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productions) wrote2014-07-30 09:14 pm
productions) wrote2014-07-30 09:14 pm
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graveyard pt ii
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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Tch, like we haven't been ready for fucking weeks at this point.
[Or...months...in some cases...]
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Sadly, those of us who could actually do something about it haven't been.
But I do apologize for the wait. I vaguely recall the concessions here being adequate, at least...
[Susan will just go graze to see if there's any chocolate for a moment.]
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Better late than never. And better to be totally ready than charge in half-assed.
[He would have liked to have been filled in on the plan in the meantime but Kanaya already explained why they couldn't do that, so...it's whatever. He'll follow after her as she heads to check out the concession stand though.]
It's pretty decent though, so I guess you remember right. [THEY HAVE KARINTOU. EVERYTHING IS RIGHT IN THE WORLD.] Little hard to really enjoy it this last week though.
[Fuyuhiko "I Was Okay With Being Dead Until Literal Murder Castle Happened" Kuzuryuu. There is something not quite right about this child if that was the thing that made him want to be alive again.]
So what's the next step in this grand finale or can you still not tell us that? What happens after we revive?
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We join hands in a friendship circle and sing aggressively at the producers about triumphing over adversity while revolving counterclockwise to the beat.
Once we shatter their eardrums, they'll be in too much pain to fight back. I recommend aiming for the kneecaps.
[Her cloak will shift now to reveal that she's holding a poker in her right hand for whatever reason.]
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Oh right, right I vaguely remember overhearing one of 'em saying something like that. It's a good thing I asked you anyway though, because I heard we were supposed to move clockwise. I would've hated to fuck the whole thing up!
[That sure is a poker though. So there's definitely going to be a fight, right? Excellent.]
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Clockwise is if you want to summon a plague of canker sores. Try to pay more attention.
...But things will be unpredictable after we leave the graveyard. I'd ask if you're good at improvisation, but I think I know the answer to that already.
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Hey cut me some slack here, I'm still new to this whole friendship teamwork bullshit and I'm one of the least magical people here. I don't do spells, especially ones you gotta sing for. Thinking on my feet though...you're right, that much I can do.
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Fortunately for those of us who are sane, plans tend to involve the latter more than the former. Or at least, the plans I'm involved in do.
[although she's still working on fixing Rapture to be honest]
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[No, okay he was actually sort of relieved and maybe a little glad but at the same time GOD GUNDAM YOU ARE JUST SO...GUNDAM... Not that...their whole class isn't full of fucking weirdos...]
[And he apparently called Kuzuryuu predictable so he can make a few jabs at the fucker's expense, in his opinion.]
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I know he's your classmate, but bear in mind we've had to live with him for three years.
[This is said mostly affectionately, though.]
He and Sonia have been wedded by the forces of darkness. I think the hamsters officiated.
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My condolences. [Three whole years with Gundam Tanaka... How did you all survive. How did Gundam survive.] Somehow, I'm not surprised. By either of those things, really.
[They would get married by hamsters...]
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[Not that they haven't all gotten used to it.]
Though... this is the first any of us have heard about therapy for murderers, though. It's a bit of a surprise if your friend hasn't had her memories tampered with.
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I guess there's more timeline bullshit involved if Sonia doesn't remember that herself, but it's all true. Nanami's really an AI meant to give hope back to people who've lost it.
[And they lost it bad. So bad...]