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15corpses2017-12-02 02:07 am
strangerpeople) wrote in 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!]
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!]
Dead?! On Arrival
Cold brown eyes following him down into oblivion.
A second chance. Handing over a golden ring, but not before kissing it goodbye, along with the memories of the mutual love joined to it. He still has his one-sided love, the one that carried him from twelve years old to a broken night in Sochi. It will have to be enough.
When Yuuri wakes up in bedroom 8, it's with a scream. He grabs his throat, feeling intact skin. He's alive, sort of. He needs to do what she asked to escape. He needs to fight so he can live again.
It takes almost an hour, but he emerges from the bedroom into the mall proper. Who else is here?]
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He'd been at relative peace before things started up again. He had a goal and things were never exactly hopeless.
But then he'd watched Yuuri wake up in the mall. It was a complicated feeling. He'd always had a positive spin for everything. But not this time. The only thing he'd been able to hope, in some small way-- was that they would do better than his group had and Yuuri would never have to face the horrors he did. Wouldn't have to die.
Unfortunately he had to watch the opposite happen.
He does the only thing he can think of-- and that's wait outside of bedroom 8 for Yuuri to come around. Much as he'd like to just do as he pleases, instead he finds himself thinking pensively outside; a deep frown on his face. Something very different from his usual cheery demeanor.
But the moment Yuuri emerges, he stands and forcibly pulls him into a tight hug. It's probably a bit too much but can you blame him? This is. Difficult.]
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Familiar platinum hair brushing his face. Something in the sound of breathing, something he's heard a few times since one crazy snowy spring day in Hasetsu.
No... it can't be...!]
Vi-- Victor...?!
[The name comes out as a breathy squeak, Yuuri's body going still. Victor's here? Why is he here?!]
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But that doesn't feel like the most important thing right now. Not that it feels right to brush off just how important everything that starts now is.]
Haha... surprised, aren't you? I hoped it wouldn't happen this way.
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His coach, his idol, here.
But why?]
Victor... why... what... what are you doing here...?
[But he knows what this is. It means Victor's just like him.
Dead.]
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[Not that he wants to explain everything. He should probably let someone know not to mention this or that to Yuuri-- but that can wait for now.]
There are a few people still here aside from the ones you know. We went through something similar-- we've been here since before things started for you. I tried to warn you, but the thought implementing thing is... difficult and oddly specific. Besides... I don't think she wanted you to have to suffer, knowing all that.
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You d-- you came here even before us... and you tried to warn me....
[Did Victor see him die? Does he know that, for a few brief and horrible minutes, Yuuri was a paraplegic?]
I... I....
[He squeezes his eyes shut. He doesn't want the man he admires so much to see him cry. One time in China was enough. But he hiccups brokenly and sniffles, eyes burning.]
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But I'm glad she didn't tell you. That would have just made things harder for you.
[He wanted him to be able to fight to survive with all his heart. He might not have done that if he knew what Victor's fate had been.
...but he did it again, huh? He feels even worse prepared to deal with Yuuri's tears this time than he was in China.]
Sorry. Not helping, huh... Still, it's not all bad. Right?
[They were together, at least. That had to count for something.]
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[That feeling, that thought that felt like his but wasn't... it was Victor in his head. He wanted to make sure Yuuri was okay.]
It was horrible, Victor. Why did they make us do this? Archus-san died... and then... A-- Akechi....
[He's scared. Victor can probably feel him shaking harder. If the others didn't corner Akechi, then they'll all be coming here soon.]
I-- I'm glad you're here... I mean, I'm not glad you're... but I'm happy to see you. I... I'm sorry I'm blubbering all over you, though....