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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!]
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[Yuuri shrugs like it doesn't really mean much, but that earlier sadness hasn't left his eyes. It just has a different focus now.]
Kurusu-san was in the food court, the last time I saw him. You should go see him, but don't stay so long that you start torturing yourself.
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[His voice is tense, unsteady. The idea of Akira there, but just outside of his reach...it hurts more than he could put into words.]
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He hopes one day to have a love all his own.]
If you see him go to the toy store, follow. There's a board, like an Ouija board with a coin, that lets us answer yes or no questions. You can let him know you're okay.
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...Thank you. And...hah...I guess it would be tactless to just say I'm sorry.
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[Back to polite honorifics. That's a good sign.]
There's not much more you could do to me now, unless you tried to sabotage Victor and I and keep us from escaping. But I know you won't. So... apology accepted.
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I had nothing against anyone here. [Pause.] Aside from Dio, but even he wasn't someone I wished death on. If there really is a way to for you to come...go back to life, I'd help you as much as you're willing to let me.
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[Yuuri drops his hand to his side again with a sigh.]
You need to find a Partner, though. Victor and I have already made a Pact, he told me it lets us fight the monsters here. You can't touch them without a Partner, but they can still hurt you. So find someone and be careful.
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How wonderful, I'm sure it'll be easy finding someone who's eager to have a mass murderer as a Partner.
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[He actually does look a bit guilty.]
If you need to stay close to Victor and I, we can do our best to protect you until you find someone.
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[He makes a sound somewhere between a huff and a humorless chuckle.]
Besides, I've caused more than enough trouble for you.
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So what? You're trying to tell me you want to protect your own killer? It won't bring you down to my level if something happens to me, you know.
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... Akechi-san, do you want Kurusu-san to hate you? Really hate you, tell you he never wants anything to do with you?
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It would rip my heart to pieces, but I wouldn't blame him if he did. Especially with what I remember now.
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Someone who really is cold and hateful to their core wouldn't care. Losing that love wouldn't mean a thing to you. And if you really can love, then you deserve a chance.
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[He practically cringes, both at Yuuri's expression and his words. For the second time, he bares the intimidating looking teeth he inherited from his father. The last time, it was deliberate...this time, he simply finds he doesn't care if they're seen. The shame he usually feels about them seems to just be...gone.]
A chance? You should be the last person offering that to me!
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[Yuuri's still got that warm smile, but there's also determination in his eyes too. Right now, he's the strong one, and it's his turn to share that strength.]
That right there? That's remorse. I saw it more than once Thursday night, when you were trying to hide it. I was too scared then to think about it, but my head's clear now.
And you're wrong about one thing: I have to be the one to offer you a second chance. If it doesn't come from someone you hurt so badly, it means that much less. This is for both of us. I told you, I don't want to be the person I was becoming when I hated you. You'll need to earn my trust back, but it's not impossible because I want you to do it.
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[He covers his hands with his face, frustration and pain mixing into a tone of desperation.]
Why does everyone keep trying to give a shit about me, now that it's too late?!
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Well, for one, they want us to work toward coming back to life here. If you didn't deserve it, I'm sure you wouldn't be here. I'm not going to question whatever deity runs the afterlife. So it's not too late.
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You think that? What makes you so sure that I'm not just here because they needed someone they knew they could push to kill, and they don't get a say in who gets this shot at revival? That sounds a bit more likely, to me.
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[And Yuuri proceeds to gently flick Akechi's forehead.]
There, I hit you. Now you can start getting over yourself and actually work toward escaping the Game.
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What does that even matter? Regret? It won't change what I've done, it won't bring back the people I've killed. If I were an adult, I'd be able to expect the death penalty for all the crimes I've committed back in my world.
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If you were somewhere where no one knew you and you didn't have any enemies or powers or whatever, would you still be dangerous to the public?
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...The only person I really wanted to kill was my father.
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You can fake your death back in your world and come to mine.
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CW: suicide mention
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