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imeeji_frontstage2019-06-22 11:25 am
errours) wrote in imeeji_frontstage2019-06-22 11:25 am
Entry tags:
- !days 121-130,
- !games,
- * hadassah,
- jacob cross,
- ruler | kotomine shirou,
- xia igarashi,
- ♪ allen walker,
- ♪ amamiya ren,
- ♪ fujiwara katsue,
- ♪ kuran yuuki,
- ♪ kurusu akira,
- ♪ mutou yugi,
- ♪ pitohui,
- ♪ todoroki shouto,
- ♪ tsukinaga leo,
- ♪ yami bakura,
- ♭ atem,
- ♭ kaiba seto,
- ♭ lumen sufficiens,
- ♭ luna,
- ♭ niounomiya izumu,
- ♭ song hana,
- ♯ angra mainyu,
- ♯ echo of ♯ noise,
- ♯ miya osamu,
- 𝄳 kija,
- 𝄳 yona
Game: ViewScream
Who: spacefaring idols!
Where: Game Tower
When: Day 130, late afternoon
[ There’s a musical chime from your phone. And then the world around you goes black.
—And cold. And then speckled with points of light—more and more, a shimmering tapestry of stars—
…Then, abruptly, there’s hard metal beneath your feet, the cold gone, and you’re in a wide room done in steel and chrome. Flickering computer monitors are set into the walls amidst switches and panels.
Is this the future is now dorm? Heart Soldier? No, the thick windows show you to be surrounded, still, by stars: This is a spaceship. Or, rather, it’s the Game Tower as a spaceship. Text scrolls across the various screens:
Welcome, THEMiS crew.
Contact with anomaly in: 40 minutes.
Seated across from all of you at the front of the room, in a swiveling chair that suggests a captain’s seat, is a red-haired woman in a cream silk dress with a high slit up the thigh. Her crossed legs are covered in burn scars up to just above her knees, but her smile is all relaxed confidence. ]
Welcome, idols. I’m so pleased to be your Host today.
Where: Game Tower
When: Day 130, late afternoon
[ There’s a musical chime from your phone. And then the world around you goes black.
—And cold. And then speckled with points of light—more and more, a shimmering tapestry of stars—
…Then, abruptly, there’s hard metal beneath your feet, the cold gone, and you’re in a wide room done in steel and chrome. Flickering computer monitors are set into the walls amidst switches and panels.
Is this the future is now dorm? Heart Soldier? No, the thick windows show you to be surrounded, still, by stars: This is a spaceship. Or, rather, it’s the Game Tower as a spaceship. Text scrolls across the various screens:
Contact with anomaly in: 40 minutes.
Seated across from all of you at the front of the room, in a swiveling chair that suggests a captain’s seat, is a red-haired woman in a cream silk dress with a high slit up the thigh. Her crossed legs are covered in burn scars up to just above her knees, but her smile is all relaxed confidence. ]
Welcome, idols. I’m so pleased to be your Host today.
Re: PRE-GAME MINGLE
time to go hold a girlfriend's hand tho]
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she doesn't want to die again. she hates this. ]
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I don't want to die.
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[ and then there is the whole. not wanting to let....joker die...
she hasn't seen fox or eclipse at least. or A. ]
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since like. clearly yesterday was a fluke for Bad End.]
We don't. But I'd like to think not everyone is so horrible to let it happen again.
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I don't like this.
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[like, he knew there were some bad times ahead because three nice games, but jesus why this]
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[it is a very thin silver lining tho]
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[reasons he's gonna burn this place down, just you wait.]