BETRAYAL AT THE HOUSE ON THE GAME TOWER - END

[idolpro]

Who: Traitors and Survivors, Exael
Where: The Game Tower, and leaving it
When: Day 25, morning-- it appears that game lasted the bulk of day 24 into the night.

[ Abruptly, the nightmare ends.

You, in the rooms you kept restarting in, awoke. Before you can even panic, before even despair, the elevator doors were open in front of you to take you downstairs again. It could be a trap, sure, but your head is quiet— those fucking ghosts are gone. You also appear to be wet like someone dumped, perhaps, a bucket of holy water on you while you were asleep. All your wounds are gone, and you have been left bereft of any physical damage from your ordeal.

Unless you choose to take some with you. Nothing prevents you from taking any of your spoils downstairs with you, if you wish it, though all revolvers will have no ammo.

On the screens as you descend back to the lobby, Exael is clapping on screen, broadcast showing her in the mansion's entrance hall. "And so close the gates to this forbidden garden, and so closes this chapter of our story! Just as—" her hologram flickers as she doesn't seem to notice, chattering still to the cameras, "so too will—" fzzt, fzzt. Static, flickering, and then back into focus, "So give them all a hand! Everyone, you've done well! You stand before us still, ready to present us all with more marvels after having survived such grisly wonders with—" "—in the balance!"

As she speaks, she doesn't notice a figure approaching behind her. He's in a slick suit with both hands in his pockets, and you've seen him before— his portrait is in the foyer. His shoes are utterly silent as he walks across the marble floor, till he's right at her back.

"Audience and actors alike, we've been blessed with—" Her hologram doesn't flicker this time, but she stops speaking. Her eyebrows furrow as she tries to figure out what's amiss, and only belatedly begins to slowly look over her shoulder.

"Exael," he says with a friendly hand on her solidifying hologram shoulder, the effect spreading beneath his touch, "We need to have a chat about your requisitions paperwork."

She tilts her head, eyes wide with a finger tapping against her cheek as she thinks, "I didn't do any!"

"Yes," he agrees, smiling with all his teeth. "I know."

The broadcast cuts. The doors open to let you leave. ]

Comments

[forthetainted]

I lost control after the start of the fight, but it was all me when I came back for revenge after those assholes tried to shoot me in the back.

[maxxximumeffort]

Ha ha, yeah, they were NOT expecting you to come back. I came out on top of that clusterfuck only to get my face sexually bashed in. Cripes. [coughs??] GhuuUUUUGH, I can still feel the dead people dust in my lungs.

[forthetainted]

Dead people dust...?

[maxxximumeffort]

[groooansss]

Yeah, Uh... I think it was before the Hideous Shriek but after the Fear Gas? ... Y'know, it's kind of a blur of skullfuck.

[forthetainted]

You were busy... I guess I missed a lot.

[maxxximumeffort]

More like you missed a whole lot of bullshit. That bouncy house of joy was so big I think I saw like eight percent of it.

[forthetainted]

I think I covered almost all of it, but the first time I barely saw anyone and didn't run into any trouble.

[maxxximumeffort]

I guess when it rains, it pours gun violence, anime idols, and cannibalism.

[forthetainted]

That's what the audience wants, I guess.

[maxxximumeffort]

Is it though??????

[forthetainted]

Must be, they've gotta be rich to be running an operation like this.

[maxxximumeffort]

[groans.]

We need to like. Have a potluck or something. This is not neighborly. Sorry about that crap.

[forthetainted]

You didn't do anything to me.

[maxxximumeffort]

I didn't help, that's something.

[forthetainted]

We're not allies, I wouldn't expect you to.

[maxxximumeffort]

Uhh, I mean, I was in the room. Kind of a dick move. I woulda chipped in but, uh, there was a knife lick, which was hot and all, but boy was that a bad vibe.

[forthetainted]

Yeah... I guess every team had a different effect for going crazy...? Ours was being so hungry you wanted to eat people.

[maxxximumeffort]

Eeehheww. Ugh. Been there before. So gross.

[forthetainted]

... Really?

[maxxximumeffort]

Well not today. Barf.

[forthetainted]

That's the weird part...

[maxxximumeffort]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaanyhoo, our ghost apparently turned my pigeon son into a yandere psychopath. So I think you're right, everyone got somethin' fighty.

[forthetainted]

They want us to kill each other, and they don't really care what the reasons are.

[Just. Shrugs]

[maxxximumeffort]

[sssiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH]

Welp. Let's sleep that the fuck off. And our teams should like, hang out or something. Do a brat grill.

[forthetainted]

What if someone on my team hurt someone on yours?