Week 0

[productions]

Who: Designated Killers and Mastermind
What: Assignments
When: Early Morning, Sunday

[Early this morning, several guests will be awoken before 6 AM by a loud alarm ringing in their room. Lying on their desk will be a telegram, signed The Producer, instructing them to go immediately to the billiards room.

Once they arrive at the billiards room, they will find the door in the back open. They will then be able to proceed into the smoking room, where others await.]

Comments

[teenspirit]

[ Sonia watches in utter horror. The images must be faked, right? Surely it was all a lie, just a trick... But those were her parents, the people who lovingly nurtured not only her but a nation of people who relied on them, and that illustrious land... those good-hearted people... They were burning. ]

S-stop it! Stop it! T-turn it back on! What happened?! Where did you f-find such-- m-my... my beloved parents! What have you done!

[vytis]

Nothing yet--and as long as you play your part, you can avoid that situation entirely.

[teenspirit]

Tell me! Tell me right now! Let me free from this place so that I may warn them! I shall give you whatever you want, be it money, gold, or priceless treasure!

[vytis]

I've already told you what I want, Miss Nevermind. You are to participate in our game following the rules I explained earlier.

[teenspirit]

That can't be the only way! Please! Let me buy my way out!

[vytis]

That's the only way--unless you'd like the awful vision of your country's future to come true, of course. Then you don't have to do anything.

[teenspirit]

L-let me... Let me think about this... I feel faint... [ Despite her dramatics, Sonia is telling the truth: she's gone pale, and looks dizzy, like any classic Disney Princess in distress. ]

[vytis]

Oh, goodness, that won't do. [He actually does look concerned, bizarrely enough.] Try to calm down and breathe.

[teenspirit]

[ She sways into one of the plush chairs, a hand on her forehead. ]

I... I have no intentions of dying... No, I refuse... I won't let that happen...

[vytis]

Take deep breaths. Putting your head between your legs would help, too.

You just have to play along and nothing bad will happen to your country or your family.

[teenspirit]

[ Sonia feels miserable that he is being so kind to her. Somehow, that makes it worse. ]

...It's my only choice, isn't it? [ She smiles tremulously, tears pouring down her cheeks. ]

[vytis]

Yes, it's your only choice.

[teenspirit]

[ She curls up and turns away from him, indicating that she considers the conversation to be over. But her silence is agreement in itself: she has begun to accept the proposal. ]