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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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[Hopefully Boss would forgive him for defiling coffee so. Just like when he'd shown off to Akira, he holds his hand up, hides it behind his other hand, and pulls the concealing hand away with a flourish to offer a cup of lightly sweetened coffee, cut to a dark caramel color.]
I guess I can make an exception for the wonderful chef who's been cooking a lot of my meals.
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[She actually looks kind of embarrassed, her cheeks reddening a bit.]
Thank you so much!
[She takes a sip, a beam on her face as she savors the taste.]
Wow...it's...really good...
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[He beams back for a second, before his smile wilts.]
It's part of how I got to know Akira. He lives at Leblanc, so I would usually see him whenever I visited. I'm sure he's already missing this blend, I made it for him a lot, before...well, you know.
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[Her own smile lessens, a little, a hint of something else in her eyes.]
You know...this may sound strange, coming from me, but...I do understand why you did what you did. Even if I don't necessarily agree with it.
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Desperation and love both make fools of us all...that threat was a powerful one. I can't say the resolution wasn't just, though...only that it makes me worry for the future of my world.
But I'm a little surprised to hear your disapproval. Weren't my actions exactly what your side wants?
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[She closes her eyes.]
But...for me personally. If there was another way to resolve such a situation without doing that, I would have tried to find that way, first. Even if it seemed impossible to do, because nothing's truly impossible. It would be wrong for me to judge someone who went the route you went, especially since I've seen so many do similar. Just, I would try for something else, myself.
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[He shakes his head, with a quiet frown.]
But my motivations aren't the important part of this conversation. I don't see how our deaths could be important...unless you mean so we can fight the Noise? But in that case, surely you wouldn't want people like Katsuki-san or Sanzashi-san, who wouldn't be much help in that area.
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[At this, a mysterious smile comes on her face. It's brief, before she rubs her neck, looking sheepish again.]
Ah, well, you could say that fighting the Noise is the reason! But, on the other hand, if I tried to explain in too much more detail, I'd probably bore you. And your food would get cold.
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[Holding up a meatball on a fork.]
And it's not at all difficult to eat while I listen.
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[She shrugs.]
But, in truth, even if I was allowed to explain! Nothing I could tell you would actually help you leave this place. You're nowhere near prepared to handle the truth!
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[Nom nom. ...Give him a moment, he's trying not to get caught up in delicious food. Focus. Okay, he's here.]
I don't see much point in leaving just so I have a wider area to haunt, and I'd probably stay here anyway as long as...several of the people who are still alive stay trapped. I'm more interested in helping them...as much as I can by answering yes or no questions, at least.
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[Smile.]
Ah, but...did you want a drink? A soda, or will you be using your power?
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By helping them, you mean by fighting the Noise, right? After seeing their effects, I can understand why it would be important to have people on this side...but why those methods? For one thing, we need to work together in order to defeat them, and forcing us to kill each other doesn't exactly encourage cooperation.
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[This world's Dr. Pepper it is!]
Fighting Noise is very important, yes. As is working together and overcoming true obstacles.
[She places the drink in front of him.]
Akechi-san.
What is the most important thing to you?
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Before my death, I would have said acknowledgement by and revenge against my father. Though...Akira has somehow managed to rival that, recently. And ever since waking up here, I...haven't been able to care about it at all.
[He sounds a little troubled, honestly. Then again, his feelings toward Shido have driven him for a long time, through a lot of things he was only able to do by focusing on his goal...]
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[There is a strange sparkle in her eyes as she speaks.]
Even if you don't, perhaps this place can still help you gain perspective of your past. What do you think of that?
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I don't see much of a point to it. I can certainly reflect on my mistakes, but...well, I guess you could count protecting the living from things like what happened on Tuesday as something to fight for.
[A sigh and he shakes his head.]
But you haven't answered why it has to be us killing each other. If the important part is people dying and reaching this side, wouldn't it be simpler and create less of a hostile environment to just shoot us? I'm sure you could get access to firearms somehow.
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[Did that sparkle disappear? Y...yeah...]
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Is that because something about what you are makes it impossible, or are you just forbidden from doing it directly?
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[She's starting to blush.]
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[He smiles again, and it does at least seem like he means it.]
I'm starting to get the impression that this is a difficult situation for all of us, and it wouldn't be fair to be mad at you for something I doubt you had much of a hand in at all.