WED BED BEHEAD

[anguishallure]

Who: trauma party
Where: the game tower
When: Day 349, evening

[Today when you enter the game tower, you find yourself on what appears to be a large stage. The curtain lifts, showing you a packed house -- not with a real audience, though. The seats are full of mannequins wearing dramatic 18th century-style clothing.

Your hologram announcer today is a completely new Host, too! A tall and slender man with long dark hair, dressed equally dramatically to the mannequins including a cape and a masquerade mask, gestures broadly at all of you with sweeping theatrics.]

Welcome, our beloved idols and precious audience, to our latest foray into the twisted hearts of men! I, Grimoire of the Dark Sun Anemone, come to open a window to the chill of cruelty, the passion of loyalty, and the bloody battle between the two! Please witness with your whole black souls the beauty of love and despair!

And also, party games!

Faced with a choice between those they adore and those they abhor, our idols must now choose who to "wed", who to "bed", and who to "behead"!

--My goodness, aren't rhymes just lovely?

...Ah, yes! Now, fall into darkness and become your most beautiful, broken selves!

[Anemone pulls an oversized and incredibly stupid lever, and the floor drops out from under you -- you drop into a void, and all goes black.]

RULES ♦ ROOMS ♦ WINNERS

Comments

[lionhurt]

[ he has not bought numbing, unfortunately. You grabbed one of the newer members. So yeah, sans numbing.

once he hears that he immediately gets to healing though, so it doesn't have to continue for long. he's working on it. ]

[ruinousempathy]

[sorry about the trauma

at least it's going both ways?

holding as valiantly still as he can.]

[lionhurt]

[ once he's healed him as good as his powers can manage— ie: effects still left in place, he draws his hand gingerly, like he's pulling it back covered in something unpleasant and he doesn't want to get any of that anywhere else on him. considering the injuries, he might be. ]

Okay, there. As good as, not new? But as good as he's getting.

[debatemebro]

Thank you very much. If there is anything you need from Taisho in the future, consider me in your debt.

[lionhurt]

Actually yeah— there's a red-head on your team, loud? Pony-tail and a real tail? Can you make sure if he spends too long in his room he's not dead in there?

[debatemebro]

Ah, yes. Of course. That's simple enough.

[lionhurt]

Then we're even.

[debatemebro]

I'll take care of him. I think he had a good time this game, before the punishments, so it should be easier.

[lionhurt]

. . . somehow I can never tell when he's actually fine or when something's going to bother him. But I guess that's not my problem anymore. You're on his unit, you're watching him, so I'm making him your problem now.

[debatemebro]

That seems fair to me.

Oh, while we're here. Are these something you could do something about?

[ pulls up his sleeve to show off the concrete-sealed STAKE HOLES ]

[lionhurt]

[ LOOKS AT THAT

UH ]

. . . that's totally not something normal healing can do anything about. You need a chisel first, and then I can do something?

[debatemebro]

I thought it might be something like that.

[lionhurt]

I'd say you're way too casual about this, but it's not killing you or anything so. If you want to leave it as it is, fine. Just call if it starts showing signs of infection.

[ruinousempathy]

Thanks for your help.

[ppppicking himself up, as best he can]

[lionhurt]

I'm not leaving anyone as a corpse on the ground. I didn't ask to be a healer, but since I am now it's not like I could ignore you. That's just basic professionalism.

[ he's still keeping his attention on whatever part of him is the most whole, since the ability heals things to scars, even if the injuries are no longer open wounds. ]

Buying off the scars and the rest isn't my problem, though.

[ruinousempathy]

Of course. I appreciate the help you gave. I can handle it from here.

[lionhurt]

Mm-kay then. Try and have your unit take care of yourselves better next time, so you don't need me at all next time, okay?

[ he seems to feel this is an acceptable way to say goodbye, so he'll be on his way ]

[debatemebro]

Welcome back.

[ actively picking at the concrete sealing his limb stakes in now ]

[ruinousempathy]

Thank you.

Are you- sure you should do that?

[debatemebro]

I have to take care of it.

[ruinousempathy]

...Can I help?

[debatemebro]

Do you want to?

[ruinousempathy]

I don't want you to have to handle it alone.

[debatemebro]

It doesn't hurt. But it's stuck, under the metal. See?

[ holds his arm out and yeah there is concrete UNDER his tattoos which are, of course, made of magic silver

this is gonna be a doozy ]

[ruinousempathy]

Sure, but an extra pair of hands probably can only help?