imeeji_frontstage | Betrayal 3: Session 15

Who: You lot
When: To be inserted into the timeline after completion
What: A Certain Game

[ You are in an elevator, and it is not ascending into the Game Tower, no. This time, it's taking you down. You can feel it in the pit of your stomach, watch through the glass chassis as stone scrolls up and away and all around you becomes darkness.

And then, a screen flickers on. A bright, cheerful woman with fluffy pigtails waves at you with one hand, a brightly colored plastic crazy straw that's been speared through a few mango chunks in her other. Exael winks and speaks to the camera.

"And with summer comes what we all look forward to~ Summer Break! It's time to get away from hot stuffy Tokyo, and get away from it all! And so, everyone, we've brought your faa~avorite idols home here to you! In one of our very special hotels, for a very special game! Clasp your hands in prayer, hope real hard, and maybe you'll get a front row seat to their presence in the Hotel Omphalos!"

"May this show grant you Mirth, because soon starts—"

The broadcast cuts out.

The light does not return, as the elevator doors open. Instead, color so bright it can't be drowned out by the darkness spills in, and erodes the car away. You are left standing in an unfamiliar Hotel, and the game is just beginning.

INSTRUCTIONS | SESSION LINKS | ROOMS | MAP ]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ You enter the VIP Lounge. The polished floors gleam teal and violet beneath equally polished tables, diffusing to a fuzzy glow on the suede armchairs and curving couches. Above all of this, hang LED screens, high-tech scoreboards that list out the odds. Odds on the likelihood an idol will get through the whole run without turning traitor, odds against another betraying and killing their lover. The tables are tablets, allowing patrons to take more bets without getting up from their front row seats: the people inside watch you keenly over their drinks as you navigate the room. They don’t appear to fear you: even if you kill them, if they’re lucky, they’ve laid bets on that too. These things don’t stick, in hell.

When discovered, as an honored guest, you have a 50% chance of being served up a free item instead of getting an event. The runner will roll to see what kind of card is drawn. Even is an event, Odd is an Item.

There are three exits. One to the east, one to the west, and one to the south. ]

Closet Door
That closet door is open... just a crack. There must be something inside.
The Closet is now established to be in this room for the rest of this session unless removed.
Once during a character's turn, that character can roll 2 dice to open the Closet:
4: Draw an item card
2-3: Draw an event card.
0-1: Draw an event card and remove the Closet token.

[A 1! Bye, closet]

The Right Hand (cw: Limb Removal)
It begins as a feeling of unease, of… being unsettled in your skin. It feels like your skin is crawling, almost, like you just need to get it off, and suddenly it’s as if your right hand is clawing at your skin of its own accord, to gouge and flense and get it off get it off get it OFF
Choose one:
- Cut off your hand. Lose one might and gain one sanity.
- Replace your hand. Lose 1 might, and draw an item card.
- Keep your hand. Lose 2 Sanity, gain one might, and exit the room you're in, moving towards the nearest unexplored room.

[Aaah]

[Aaaaahhhh??]

[He did not miss this from last time. He did not miss this at ALL]

[But he's ready this time, at least. He has his bracer blade, and he pops one of them - pins his own arm down with his knee, as much as he's able, and hacks at the flesh]

[The bone takes more doing, but he get through that, finally, as well, pale and shaking]

[Time to go sit down on one of these swank suede armchairs and bleed on it while he fumbles with his first aid kit, one-handed, to try and staunch the bleeding]

[He pulls himself together, eventually - takes a shaky breath in and heads east, decidedly wobbly on his feet]

[ the all-seeing room ]

[Heading back in from the east, looking pale and kind of shaky]

[Also decidedly missing his right hand]

[oh hey, here comes Gladio through the other doorway, looking pretty similar to the last time you saw him. Just missing his shirt and the chainsaw. He's got an axe though.

Gladio pauses when he sees Hurricane, and his eyes go sad and concerned as he glances at your arm]

Your hand...

Oh - uh. Hey.

Yeah. It did that one thing, so, uh. Had to come off.

You, uh. You doing okay?

[shakes his head]

Don't worry about me. I haven't been around the top floors yet, is there anything up here that'll help you with that?

[gestures at your uh, stump]

Oh. Uh... I mean.

I got a first aid kit? And it's wrapped up and stuff, so.

[shakes his head]

And your plan is what? To keep going? Get hurt more?

I mean... we kinda gotta?

Game ain't over yet, dude.

[Gladio looks you dead in the eyes, sadly resigned. But he says with intent]

I'll end this run for you.

You could get lucky, might not get called back here until the game's done.

[and he is heading your way, large strides covering the space in no time at all, Gladio reaches out to grab you...

might 5]

[He doesn't see it coming - or maybe his reaction time is just bad, considering he's still wobbly from the bloodloss]

[He yelps - stumbles backward - makes to dart south, witha 3, but can't quite avoid that massive wingspan]

[And it really is an impressive reach. One of those massive arms loops around Hurricane's neck and holds fast. Gladio pulls up, enough that the other boy doesn't have a firm tread on solid ground.

And then he starts dragging his friend SOUTH to the cinema]

[ movie + door = good time ]

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