imeeji_frontstage | Betrayal 3: Session 24

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. ]

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[ throws the dice anyway

+1 knowledge ]

Not this time, I suppose. That is a shame. I would welcome it.

[Whatever answer she wants to give Ao dies on her lips because of whatever is going on with Zero. She needs a minute to compose herself.]

Ao killed me before... I lost my hand and Ao found me after I told Moxie to stay away from me so she wouldn't get hurt.

[That might have changed things if she had let Moxie stay with her.]

What...? [What is going on?]

Sorry. If it wasn't just the pain from the vines (so they seem to be), it doesn't help that he's both infuriated and feeling his heart as it's wrung tight.

I would never— [hisses, he flinches again as the vines dig deeper] —give you the right to even consider me as family, you bitch.

[ Did Zero have his pistol drawn all this time? Because it sure suddenly seems like it, lifted point blank towards Ao. ]

You don't choose your family, dear.

[ she lunges for Ren's crossbow, aiming to steal it with a 5 (roll might to defend) ]

Ah- hey-!!

[She's caught off guard and scrambles to attack Ao after she takes her crossbow (3), swinging her axe for Ao's arm (8)]

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You can choose to disown and discard of them.

[ Change of plans. No more pistol. He's rushing for Ao (speed 2), aimed to plunge his needled clawed fist into her gut. (might 6) ]

[ she pulls out

a fucking sharpie.

uncaps it, and starts drawing runes in the air:

that first hit almost breaks through the spell and fucks her up (3) - but it ends up glancing off, tearing through her jacket's breast pocket without breaking skin, and the lucky stone she stole from Ren previously clatters away from her chest and off across the floor (8). more and more of Ao's myriad of old, overlapping layers of scars are starting to become visible through the burned tatters of her coat, burn scars, blade scars, claw marks, lightning scars-

the second sigil stops Zero's lunge in its tracks completely, like a solid barrier (8). ]

You're only proving me right, you know. Your daughter, Vergil's lover- they're all liabilities.

[ and then she puts the cap in her mouth, hefts up the stolen crossbow, and shoots at Ren (7). ]

[Well, shit. Getting shot with her own crossbow is some kind of injustice. (4) She lets out a shriek when the bolt connects, causing 3 damage. That hurts.

She is definitely going to swing at Ao again but it only carries a Might of 3]

That. Hurts-!!

REN!

[ He doesn't have time to redirect his attention, however. Not to mention the couple of vines around his throat are digging deeper into him. Good thing he has an incredibly high pain tolerance.

Well. Back to the gun for real, I guess. He shoots, aiming directly for Ao's heart. 8 ]

[ she blocks the axe with the rune trick again (4), but the gun seems to work out better! she shifts to evade it but not fast enough (3), and she lets out a faint choking noise when it goes through her chest. ]

Will it satisfy you to kill me even if she's already dead? I'm as disgracefully weak as this, but right now you look just as pathetic.

[ then she shoots at Ren again (10) ]

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[She doesn't even get a chance to speak, taking 5 damage when she couldn't dodge that crossbow bolt that landed squarely in her throat.]

Otou- [She can't speak, blood gurgling sounds coming from her mouth.]

Okaa-san [She collapses to the floor immediately, coughing up blood and gasping for air before going eerily still.]

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[ Everything slows. He barely hears Ao, especially not over the heavy rush of his pulse between his ears, but knows he can't immediately focus on Ren yet.

There's already blood coming from his throat in a light, but steady stream. The thorny vines curl tighter around one of his biceps.

It's not even worth his time to give Ao a verbal response. This time, he aims at her head, right between her eyes. 5 ]

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[ she looks him dead in the face as the gun goes off.

she isn't smiling, but there's almost a light in her eyes.

and down she goes. ]

[ Zero's hands are almost trembling too much for him to tuck the pistol away again.

Not that it would matter. He drops to the floor as his knees give. All of this is over. It's over. It's a relief, in ways. Small ways.

Yet, right now, curled protectively over his daughter, he's too numb to even shed many tears. ]

[She's definitely dead and is probably cold by the time he moves to her side. Later they'll probably be able to talk about how much they hate these games, enjoy something to eat together, and eventually find small ways they can laugh together like always. The one small mercy in being dead is not having to see him kill someone. She would have hated that more than anything.

Her eyes are closed when he approaches, her hand resting against her chest from fruitlessly trying to grab at the crossbow bolt in her throat. Save for that, she could be asleep.]

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