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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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[Well, Dio, you've finally gotten some emotion out of him: a manic, half hysterical laughter as he covers his face with one hand.]
You think I don't fucking know that I've become the exact kind of person I became a detective because I hate? Do you want to hear me say that I'm a goddamn piece of shit who deserved what he got? That Akira and Kurama shouldn't have bothered trying to save me, and that it would've been my own damn fault if they'd died for it?! I guess it is about time I started telling the truth.
Hahah...but I bet you thought I was just some hypocrite, judging others and seeing himself as above reproach, huh? Like I haven't known this entire time that I didn't deserve to be the one everyone relied on. Like I don't know I don't deserve Katsuki-san's forgiveness. Why the hell do you think I've been so half-assed about the missions?
[His crazed chuckles finally start to die down and he turns to drop down into the chair in front of one of the computers.]
Just leave me alone. I don't know why I bothered to explain my situation to you in the first place.
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YES! I seriously can't fucking tell! You can whip yourself a little and still be a hypocrite if you reproach other people so much MORE! Do you think you come off feeling that bad about dragging "Kurama" into this when you started out with this noble little "resolve" to save your own self and Akira?
[He stands up with his hands on his hips, looking down at the retreating boy.] I'll tell you how it looks when you don't do missions. And it's not "oh, woah, he must feel SO bad about still existing". You call this crapshoot your shitty decision, but then just whine how every other option was worse, until the cows come home. That's not regret. You obviously want people to feel sorry for you and the people you ditched after what you did like the guy you'll [briefly doing an impression] "never talk to again" - who you already get to hit up on the Ouija board after, what, one fucking day. There's no "feeling sorry" I can see here.
Because the noise you're dashing away from? They're just as much of a threat to the people you supposedly feel so bad about killing, and you don't lift a finger. [That is, within Dio's sight, when this is actually the first time he's properly laid eyes on Akechi in the UG.] You look like some loser who never wants to do anything hard or worthwhile ever again.
[Dio sets about to gathering his own possessions.] Enjoy your video games or whatever you're doing on that outdated craputer. I'll be off saving people, like an actual "ally of justice". [He spits that unnatural alternative to "superhero", which he probably learned quite recently from one of those Sentai shows.]
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And you do realize we can only use that game once per person, right? And seven yes or no answers is hardly a conversation, it's barely even communication. And even that was almost entirely used up by giving him half an idea of what the hell's even going on over here.
[He rests an elbow on the desk, dropping his head into his hand.]
You want to know why I'm only putting half effort into earning points? It's because everyone else here deserves them more than me. Katsuki-san and Feiiji-san, especially. I'd rather let them have their lives back first and be the last one to leave here, than take their futures away for a second time. Especially with what I remember now...how stupid I was to think I was ever really his teammate...
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[His teeth grit at the mention of only getting seven questions per person.] You don't waste that many questions if you're talking to someone smart who can wait five minutes for you to show up. [Dio had not processed the reality that he would either experience the resurrection he'd personally deemed extremely unlikely, never speak to Helena again, or see her dead. He does not like these suddenly salient prospects.]
If I got into what I think of you Phantom Thieves I'd be here all day, so forget about that. You don't know the first thing about being anyone's teammate, period. Torri and Katsuki surviving is - tch, suddenly - so important to you? You can't get any good offense against the Noise on your own? I know what only looking out for number one is like, but Jesus Christ. Put two and two together, dipshit! HELP THEM!
[He's gathering up the stack of comic books under his arm.] Maybe if you do that coffee thing out of thin air right in front of me, I'll look into it. Everyone else has already been drinking the shit out of them and not died yet... Later.