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The Fifteen Strangers Mods ([personal profile] strangerpeople) wrote in [community profile] 15corpses2017-12-02 02:07 am

WELCOME TO THE GAME.

[You have died. When you awaken, it's in your body back to the shape it was in before whatever it was that killed you - but not all is right. Nothing surrounds you but darkness as far as the eye can see. A girl's gentle voice speaks to you from seemingly nowhere. It is a voice you probably haven't heard before.]

It's all right...it'll be all right.

Please forgive me for this, but, you're in the True Game now. As you're now here, on this plane, I...took something from you. Something important. The thing dearest to you. It has to be taken, though, as it's your entry fee - it's one of your means of surviving this!

I promise, we don't mean to do anything terrible to you! But this Game is important, and you getting through it is, as well. You'll receive missions, and for the missions you complete, you'll be given points. The more points you earn, the closer you'll get to leaving this place. And then, when you do finally leave, perhaps you'll understand why you were brought here. You'll regain what you lost, and you'll know the truth.

So please...please survive! I have faith in you! You'll be all right!!


[Sure enough, as soon as she's done explaining and collects your fee, something important of yours is missing. It might be memories, an object, or even a person (that's not a Titled), but they are your collateral now. Your motivation for continuing your existence in this world. You black out, and when you wake again, you're back in the mall, in the bedroom you'd been assigned. You remember everything you'd forgotten while you were alive, although you might have re-forgotten it if that was your entry fee. At least everything here seems mostly the same.

However, there's a few new things to discover... your cell phone now lets you read the surface thoughts of everyone that's living, and imprint thoughts into their heads (except for Croix, The Chance. Maybe it's because she didn't have a power? Who knows.) You also have all the items and money you had when you were still alive, which will be useful, because you still get hungry and, we'll say you still need clothes, but that's actually debatable because you are invisible. Not to other dead people, no, but to the other people in the mall.

Yeah. That's a thing. This version of the mall is full of random people who are using the mall as a mall, and even working the registers - oddly enough, there's this one girl with pink hair who seems to work at all of the restaurants at different times. But no one can see you, except for the shopkeepers of food and clothing stores specifically. (Luckily, the Barcade counts as food.) The Titled can be seen going about their business as well, and you can follow them around and watch them, listen to their conversations. However, nothing you say or do can be perceived by them. Even using your powers goes unnoticed, no matter what you try to do with them. It's like you're in parallel worlds. So that's a little spooky.

Speaking of spooky things, there are also monsters in this version of the mall, though the living seem as able to perceive them as the Titled can perceive you, and even to you they are only barely visible unless you focus on seeing them clearly. But these monsters attack people - they attach to the mall-goers like parasites, however for now, they seem to be leaving the living Titled alone... they prefer to attack the dead Titled, and only the power you gained here seems to truly damage them. They also seem quite difficult to defeat on your own. If one of them happens to come for you, you'll need to find the others, fast. At least if you checked your phone, your first mission told you where to go!]
7_0_7: (Beep beep.)

[personal profile] 7_0_7 2017-12-23 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Someone like... this guy walking into the room? And pausing just at the threshold as he stares between Akechi and what's on the screen.

He doesn't look remotely surprised to see Akechi here, actually. The expression on his face really just seems to say, "Everything happens so much."]
foolishjustice: (This looks bad.)

[personal profile] foolishjustice 2017-12-23 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[...Someone like that, yeah. He turns when he hears footsteps and tenses, eyes flickering from the newcomer to the doorframe and noting that there's no room to get past. Trapped in a room with an unknown individual is not where he likes to be...he offers a placating smile, though it's visibly forced.]

My apologies for trespassing, if this is your room. I was curious about something that came out of the vending machine while I was alive, and this computer is the only one I saw that looked as if it might be able to read it.

[No need to lie when the truth is completely harmless, right?]
7_0_7: (This will all disappear.)

[personal profile] 7_0_7 2017-12-23 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Haha. I already knew you were all snooping around in here. But who would've thought you'd remember that disc? It's not important to anything here. Well, except for me. I figured it'd be lost for a long time.

[He doesn't seem to be lying. His eyes are on the photos like it has definitely been a while since he's seen them.]
foolishjustice: (Shall I explain?)

[personal profile] foolishjustice 2017-12-23 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
I am a detective, remembering details is an important part of my job. If it's yours, though, I'm quite willing to return it. I would hate to keep someone's fond memories from them.