The First Game

[opening_act]

Who: Calling all idols
Where: The Game Tower
When: day 2, afternoon

[ You didn't lose your phone, did you?

If you didn't and you're anywhere within range of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building-- your phone just went off loudly, with an insistent vibration. All other features of your phone have been overridden by an alert header above a map that reads:

GAME TIME.

The map displays the route to the Game Tower from your current location. You can't make phone calls, you can't play with your camera, you can't even check your profile.

Follow the map, and the doors open to the lobby, welcoming you in. ]

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Box #4

[opening_act]

[ You open the box and written on the top is this note, "I want to be confessed to by an idol! Well, that's impossible. But I still want to watch an idol confess. If it's not for real, I can pretend it's for me!"


Sure, okay. Inside the box is a bouquet, and the instructions: confess your feelings for someone. Is this… really okay for an idol to be doing? ]

Re: Box #4

[nohalation]

Oh, those flowers are so pretty!!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[You're a person who looks like they are capable of making friends. ... Damn it, he really should figure out what her name is]

Have you made friends with anyone yet?

[nohalation]

I have a lot of friends!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Any of them you want to give flowers to?

[nohalation]

...All of them?

[reversecowbird]

[ Gin takes one look at the instructions, scoffs at the bouquet, and rolls her eyes. ]

Do any of us even have someone worth confessing to yet?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

How good are you at acting?

[reversecowbird]

I can't say for certain, but I'd wager that I'm better than the rest of you lot.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Mock bow]

Then would you do the honors.

[reversecowbird]

[ She smirks and grabs the bouquet before heading off ]

[negotiatoronsite]

Have any of us committed a crime?

[reversecowbird]

Oh, come now, darling... Are you serious?

[negotiatoronsite]

It's possible I have, but as others have stated, our phones can't necessarily be trusted.

[reversecowbird]

My, you are serious.

It's a confession of love, darling. Or lust, perhaps. Certainly not of crimes with those flowers there.

[negotiatoronsite]

Oh.

I admit, it did seem strange. Unfortunately, I may not be helpful here, as I cannot experience emotion. Though I'm sure I could approximate it if needed.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What does that have to do with anything?

[negotiatoronsite]

[ matter of factly ]

A confession.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

NO! Toaster! It comes with flowers! It's not that kind of confession!

[negotiatoronsite]

[ looking at the flowers ]

That does make more sense.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Nooooooooooooooooooope with a capital 'N'. Time to convince one of his teammates to do this.

Who picked #4? They're voted off the island]

This is the literal worst.

[grandschemed]

[ this BAD END=DEAD END member is hopping over for a visit, his focus seems to be right on Kaiba though. ]

Hey, mind if we talk?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What the hell? Can't you see we're busy!

[grandschemed]

[ wow he can immediately see what his teammates mean ]

Yeah, yeah, we're all tryin' to win here. I just need one moment with ya.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Denied.