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foundationmods) wrote2019-07-05 07:03 pm
foundationmods) wrote2019-07-05 07:03 pm
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Round 4 graveyard
[When your character dies, however that may be, they will feel themselves floating. For a moment or two they will linger at the site of their death, hovering just above everyone, watching.
Then they will feel a pull and they will get tugged all the way to the studio, through a wall, through the hall, through a door.
The place they end up in looks to be a backstage area. There is an area for storing supplies, a coat rack full of empty prinny costumes, a lounge area, and a place to rest. All of these areas are marked by a green border between the described rooms and the doors that go elsewhere. You will see prinnies come and go, hurrying around as they do their work for the day. But within those borders, some of the prinnies will take off their suits, revealing the human souls within. Men, women, old, young, there is a large mix. They are all very dead, though, and seem used to being dead.
And among all of the dead is one living girl, one who seems to be running the show behind the set. She can be found giving instructions to prinnies and telling them where to put things, but she will always take time to give everyone who arrives the same warning:]
Hi there! I'm Marona, and this is the backstage area. There's a lot to do yet, so if you could help us out I would really appreciate it.
All the areas with the green on the floor are safe to be in as ghosts. Your souls won't get pulled away as long as you stay in the safe areas. If you want to go outside of there, though, you have to put on a prinny suit. And if you do that, you have to follow the rules of the prinnies: no killing anyone, follow the orders you're given by the living, and try not to blow up too much.
If you have any questions, I'll be here! But you can come and go as you like. Just don't give Mr. Dazai too much trouble, okay?
Then they will feel a pull and they will get tugged all the way to the studio, through a wall, through the hall, through a door.
The place they end up in looks to be a backstage area. There is an area for storing supplies, a coat rack full of empty prinny costumes, a lounge area, and a place to rest. All of these areas are marked by a green border between the described rooms and the doors that go elsewhere. You will see prinnies come and go, hurrying around as they do their work for the day. But within those borders, some of the prinnies will take off their suits, revealing the human souls within. Men, women, old, young, there is a large mix. They are all very dead, though, and seem used to being dead.
And among all of the dead is one living girl, one who seems to be running the show behind the set. She can be found giving instructions to prinnies and telling them where to put things, but she will always take time to give everyone who arrives the same warning:]
Hi there! I'm Marona, and this is the backstage area. There's a lot to do yet, so if you could help us out I would really appreciate it.
All the areas with the green on the floor are safe to be in as ghosts. Your souls won't get pulled away as long as you stay in the safe areas. If you want to go outside of there, though, you have to put on a prinny suit. And if you do that, you have to follow the rules of the prinnies: no killing anyone, follow the orders you're given by the living, and try not to blow up too much.
If you have any questions, I'll be here! But you can come and go as you like. Just don't give Mr. Dazai too much trouble, okay?
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His arm tightens around Goro.]
Atsushi's right. Whatever you call this, we're going to leave together. All three of us.
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... Yeah! [ tense smile, averted gaze ] Of course.
[ Akira knows Goro more than well enough to know that this is clearly him pretending. Atsushi can probably tell he's trying too hard. That's why his expression outright falters before he presses his face into the space between Akira's neck and shoulder. ]
This living side is, primarily, one, huge disaster - hell, this side is a huge disaster...
[ His teeth clench together and he falls quiet. ]
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After a moment, a long striped tail curls it’s way over Akira, tucking itself around Goro’s waist firmly in a very strange three person embrace.]
We might be a disaster, but we’re all pretty stubborn ones. I don’t think anyone is ready to give up, even if they’re struggling. But struggling just means we’re still fighting. For ourselves and each other.
[And Atsushi would keep fighting for his sake, too.]
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They can relate to us.
[Akira sighs and strokes Goro's hair. Lets one hand brush Atsushi's tail. The next sigh is deliberately overdramatic and teasingly resigned and full of asshole energy.]
But if you're not so determined, honey, I guess that means I'll be winning the race back. It'll be just like old times.
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... But, it's the last part that has something instantly sparking within his eyes, and he's giving Akira a Look (that probably makes it clear that he Hit Something). There's a quiet huff-like sigh as he "grumpily" nudges him a little. ]
Asshole...
[ In spite of that response, however... he looks to Atsushi, a tiny smile tugging at his lips. ]
In spite of how it might seem... I can't say I haven't gotten out of worse situations. [ turning to nuzzle into Akira, and then quietly muttering: ] Thank you.
[ He... Knows What You Did, There. ]
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[That's what Atsushi had tried to show, in the moments before John had killed him. He hopes it helped. Hopes it did something good, for all the hurt it must have caused.
And this too, was human. Holding each other, supporting each other... pushing each other, if the look in Goro's eyes is anything to go by, and he smiles at both him and Akira.
Thanks, Akira.]
Akira might win the race, but I'll throw you over my shoulder and carry you if I have to. And I can, trust me.
[Said a little impishly.]