[personal profile] idolpro
Who: D.Va, Heart Soldier Senshi, everyone invited (everyone is invited)
Where: Chapel nearby the Hotel
When: Day 484

[ Everyone receives an invitation by text! It reads:

YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED TO

SPONSORED BY MOUNTAIN DEW® & DORITOS® & OLIVE GARDEN®
&
?$@!!!$*********

WEDDING

CATERING WILL BE KOREAN & HEAVENLY
THERE WILL BE ALCOHOL
PLEASE DRESS FORMAL-CASUAL, PREFERABLY IN PINK


It's not hard to find the chapel; even if one were to ignore the address listed on the invitation, there are only so many buildings within viewing distance of the hotel that has an array of pink and dark-red balloons, sparklers, and boom boxes playing the wubs—which is to say, there's just the one.

Outside is where the catering is, clearly—there's an outdoor stage set up with a microphone, and across from the stage are several chairs and long tables available for people to sit at. Primarily available on the menu is Korean and Japanese fusion cuisine, leaning heavily toward meat and fish and carbs. Veggie lovers will have to find their own meal somewhere else, or subsist entirely off of the vegetable side dishes like the 5 varieties of kimchi that are available. And, as promised by the invitation, there's plenty of alcohol for people to drink—makgeolli and soju and sake and wine and beer, all sorts.

The chapel doors are closed, but when the ceremony begins, they'll open to the following:

The interior of the chapel are dark mahogany pews covered in bubblegum upholstery with dark red lace. From the walls hang stained glass windows depicting flowers and fruits (pomegranates, split figs, branches of olives) entwined with serpents, and the ground is carpeted with Heart Soldier Senshi copper that gradates into a swirling pattern of bubblegum pink and dark red.

The altar is cream-colored beech wood, olive flowers decorating the table. Rather than a priest, there is a single apple on the altar table. The whole chapel smells of spiced smoke.

Behind the altar stands one more mural: the serpent, wrapped around Eve, as she takes a bite of the apple. ... if "Eve" was wearing a cool bunnymech armour, that is. ]
[personal profile] idolpro
Who: Hunters & Hunted
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 447, early morning

[ Finally, the courtyard opens to the Game Tower's exit. Those who can manage to walk will be able to get home.

However, pep!pep!, future is now, WILD CITY, and ☆ZRAEL will find injuries returning to them, to a life-threatening degree. Not only that, but they'll feel some effects. . .

But it's finally over, at least for now. ]

GAME | WINNERS, HEALING, & PUNISHMENTS
errours: (I'll be your light in the mist)
[personal profile] errours
Who: Hunters & Hunted
Where: The Game Tower
When: TBD


[ Wherever they are in Tokyo-F, certain idols feel it: a strange and sudden pang of hunger.


—And the next thing they are aware of is the distinctive chime of the Game Tower's elevators as their doors open to release them to a series of long hallways: one for each unit, and a soft but distinctive nudge in that direction. It's almost more like an instinct, except for the part where (if they hesitate too long) they begin to feel themselves physically pulled along, as though by a phantom hand tugging on theirs.


It seems the long hallways themselves are screens, televising… white scales? …the coils of a white snake, and either the camera is zoomed in very close or the snake is very, very large. Hadassah's voice echoes over the loudspeaker, warm and (of course!) welcoming. ]


Here in Tokyo-F, we have been blessed— to see truly powerful displays of passion:
Devotion, rage, sacrifice! Through sorrow, joy, and death, our stars have shone with that light which guides all of us through even the darkest of times. These are the stories of IMEEJI~ ✧

Now, together, let us return with them to the very oldest story of all.
Perhaps our long-time viewers will remember this one, but no tale is the same in every telling.

This is the story of hunger.



[ With that, those who aren't already in their unit rooms are given one last invisible push, and the doors shut behind them. ]


IC RULES | OOC RULES | ROOMS | SIGN IN HERE
[personal profile] errours
Who: festive idols like you ✨
Where: the Game Tower
When: day 438, afternoon

Welcome back to our viewers!
I don't know about you, but our idols have certainly gotten me into the festival spirit!


[ She winks, and flicks a (briefly) forked tongue. ]

Now, I am thrilled to get to announce the final scores. From highest number of points to lowest, we have:
Team "energy DRINK!," with 40 points!
BAD END=DEAD END, with 37 points!
LiliS, with 23 points!
Team "cyber☆city," with 14 points!
Team "softHearted," with 9 points!
And finally, avante en garde, with 6 points!
That means we have two winning groups in the standard category: avante en garde and softHearted, with sensitIV and Heart Soldier Senshi!
We also have one winning team in our very special SHOOT THE MOON category, achieved for earning the largest number of points! This category of course goes to those wild bean-eaters over in energy DRINK!, with pep!pep!, AlcheME!, and BARiTONES!
Though BAD END=DEAD END certainly gave them a run for their money, didn't they~✧
Let's give them an honorable mention round of applause as well!


[ BAD END=DEAD END will indeed find honorable mention "bonus points" in their accounts. ]


[ Winning teams have all status effects removed EXCEPT for those that come from beans they ate.
Non-winners will have status effects persist for 1-3 IC days (this can be variable for different effects). Of course, winners can always ask Hadassah politely if they can hold on to those monstery statuses too~ ]
errours: (come out Tigerlily you're caressing me)
[personal profile] errours
Who: festive idols like you ✨
Where: the Game Tower
When: day 438, mid-morning

[ You're going about your business as usual and—
No, just kidding, you're in the elevator to the Game Tower.

Today when you enter, though, it doesn't look like the inside of a building at all. Instead, you find yourself in the midst of what appears to be a traditional Japanese street festival—complete with a lantern-hung shrine just down the way. The eaves of buildings are hung with even more lanterns, and ropes woven into fringed streamers crisscross overhead. Here and there are hung brightly-painted oni masks.

—And, at the center of it all, everyone's favorite giant snake (citation needed) is seated on a high tripod stool, dressed in some kind of needlessly cleavage-baring and thigh slit-having version of a miko outfit. ]

Wasn't yesterday just so much fun?
So I thought: Why not continue the festival atmosphere with something a little closer to the culture of our very own Tokyo-F?

Dearest Lantana came up with the basic rules for this one... but I think my version is even~✧ cuter~✧!

[ You're ushered to roped-off areas with banners sporting your unit's name and color... though there are a few multi-unit "teams" with special names for the occasion. ]
errours: (come out Tigerlily you're caressing me)
[personal profile] errours
Who: Idols and ✧GUEST STARS✧
Where: Wherever you are in Tokyo-F!
When: Day 371, evening

[ The day draws to a close—and it's time for the guests to go.

Your phone screens brighten with Hadassah, this time in Yves Sin Laurent. Alongside her is a projected screen. ]

Good evening~✧ to our idols and to our beloved audience!

My, what an incredible ride this has been.
We’ve seen lovers and rivals both old and new; we’ve seen stunning alliances formed in the pits of despair, and sudden betrayals to match them! Truly, every idol in Tokyo-F has reminded us all just how much we are capable when driven by that most impossible of emotions:

Hope.

[ Hadassah sighs wistfully, touching a hand to her chest, then turns to face the cameras once more. ]

And now, without further ado, the results for are in for our incredible ✧guest stars✧!


[ The screen shows the results once more:
POINTS VICTORY: sea.Di
GAME VICTORY: necROMANTIC
10IV MVP: cocogoat, ONE WAY TICKET TO MIDNIGHT
YOU-kai MVP: Ashes, The Dazzling Cherry Blossom


It flicks to the next screen:

YOU-kai DEBT:
600,000
- 126,865
- 5 * 100,000

-26,865


Each scored member of YOU-kai and 10IV receives a notification that they'll be allowed to return to life, or bring one person other than them back to life. Unscored members receive a notice that they'll be sent to their new contracts immediately.

Each member of necROMANTIC and sea.Di, scored or unscored, receive a notification that they'll be allowed to return to life, or bring one person other than them back to life. Alternatively or additionally, unscored members may receive a notice that they'll be sent to their new contracts (as a part-time job if they're receiving both notices). ]

And now, I have one last announcement, directly to our viewers on behalf of Pythia herself~✧

You’ve seen for yourselves: dreams CAN come true. Did you enjoy seeing our guests on imeeji idols®?
Those of you with true faith in the Heaven to come, your time is here. You may now audition at our Delphi production studios for a spot on one of Imeeji's permanent units.

Best of luck to you all! Ciao~✧

[ Hadassah gives a little finger wave, winks, and disappears in a curling plume of smoke.

Every guest star has a new timer on their phone, counting down from 1 hour, along with a map location: the Game Tower. Once the countdown ends, they'll be pulled to the Game Tower and off to their new locations (wherever those may be) immediately, though they can get a headstart if they like. Once the last member has entered the Game Tower, the doors will shut closed. ]
errours: for a kiss (I can see you burning with desire)
[personal profile] errours
Who: Idols and ✧GUEST STARS✧
Where: Wherever you are in Tokyo-F!
When: Day 355

[ If you're in your dorms, watching the television, or looking at your phone screen, you might be lucky enough to see it flick on and see a familiar face appear! ]

Good afternoon, Imeeji—and Imeeji viewers! ✧


[ It’s Liar Hell’s very own Hadassah, with her luxurious waves of auburn-red hair falling down behind her, and dressed in vintage ChaHell. Surely only good things will be ahead. ]

As the trees in Tokyo-F’s beautiful Ueno Park begin to blossom, so too do the possibilities for our idols.


[ Hadassah leans forward, conspiratorial, resting her chin in one tastefully manicured hand. ]

In fact, for the coming weeks, we have a special opportunity in store for our beloved aspirants.


[ She sits back up, one finger still pressed coyly to her chin. ]

—And a chance for those of you lending each and every idol here your faith: It’s time for the return of Imeeji Idol Production’s ✧exclusive✧ guest star event.


[ There is a brief space where it seems like there's a cool promotional video going around because you can hear cool-ass music and narration but instead on your screen you just get an advertisement for Imeeji-themed t-shirts. Available in a department store near you!

There's also a number of video/audio messages from a number of familiar faces. ]

Our event this season is bigger than ever before—and so are the stakes. As new faces and old, treasured friends and beloved rivals test the strength of their desire, I leave all of you with one final question:

Is there anything more precious... than a second chance? ✧


[ With that, there’s a flourish of smoke, and the broadcast ends. Maybe you should be on the lookout for those guest stars?
...Or maybe you missed the broadcast entirely, and have no idea why there are suddenly four new units wandering around the place. ]
errours: (and in the crush of the dark)
[personal profile] errours
Who: You lot
Where: The Game Tower, & Home
When: Day 278, night

[ Finally, after some time of silence, the elevators make one last trip; finally, the last idols come down.

And still, there is silence for some time, Exael's voice and visage missing even in some sort of broadcast. Where is the host? Shouldn't she tell you who won? Shouldn't she open the gates? . . . Did they just forget about you?

—Then, when it seems like you might well and truly be stuck here forever, forgotten by the Producers and Hosts, all the television screens turn on. ]
What! a! show!

[ Instead of Exael, you're greeted by Hadassah. Her hair is piled on top of her head in a messy bun, a few bright curls hanging loose. ]

Here in the vivid beauty of our very own Liars District, our idols truly made these roles their own. It might be said that, in love and war, there are no true winners—or was it that everyone is?

[ She gives the camera a knowing wink.
From this close angle, it's hard to tell what her typically elegant outfit actually is; for once, she doesn't seem to be wearing jewelry to offset her white scales. ]


It is my very special privilege to offer all of you my congratulations. Truly, this has been a night none of us… [ she leans in closer ] ...will ever forget.
[ And so the broadcast switches off; so the doors open for you; so your phones all ring with the notification that you've received, at minimum, 1100 points—though if you've exhibited your unit traits, you'll receive 300 more points, for a total of 1400 points.

Also, everyone has a holographic knife sticker somewhere on their clothes; the blades are emblazoned with an enthusiastic "GREAT JOB" in fuchsia. ]
errours: won't you let it go (I wouldn't lie to you blossom)
[personal profile] errours
Who: found(?) idols
Where: ???? a mysterious meadow
When: Day 232

[ As you pass through the gates, it’s as though a heaviness lifts from your chest—some terrible weight that you hadn’t realized you’d been carrying. It had felt like terrible sadness, like you had failed, and would forevermore be worthless and alone. It wasn’t your burden, but you were carrying it all the same.

Now you are Free.

You’re in a meadow, now, beneath a sky that shimmers with a shifting rainbow of light; the horizon stretches as far as the eye can see. Any fire still surrounding you dissipates at last, dissolving harmlessly in the light. Then, in first a trickle and then a flood, your memories, if they were lost, return to you.

...And there at the center of it all, sitting on a bronze tripod stool, is a woman who might look familiar to some of you. She’s wearing a summery golden top and a pair of wide-legged pants, slit up the sides to display the burn scars that go halfway up her legs.
]

Well, wasn’t that something truly special. We couldn’t have done this without all of you—and that’s what makes you so all so remarkable.
[ turning to face a presumably hidden camera ]
Weren’t they just inspiring? There’s no one quite like the Imeeji idols, is there?

[ facing all of you again with a fond sort of smile ]
And an extra congratulations to BARiTONES, Taisho Roman Revolution, AlcheME!, and pep!pep!, for holding on to yourselves, even when all seemed lost.


[ Sure enough, those units will find themselves fully restored; you might even feel renewed. The extra 800 points aren’t too shabby either. —Oh hey, and you've got a cute little holographic flower sticker on your clothes that says, "WOW!"
Everyone else, though…
Well, at least your memories are back. The rest is a lingering reminder of the cost of letting go.

A little in the distance, looking somewhat odd in the wide meadow, is the Game Tower elevator. Perhaps you’d like to go home.
]
[personal profile] errours
Who: lost(?) idols
Where: ???? a mysterious garden
When: Day 232

[ You’re in a garden. It’s lush, beautiful, and almost too wild with growth to quite merit the term “garden.” There are fruit trees here, their trunks twisted and knobbled with age, their branches still low enough to easily reach. The ground is carpeted with colorful wildflowers, and flowering vines and wild roses twine around trees and golden trellises alike.

In the center of this roughly circular area is a broken-down stone fountain. The water sits stagnant, and nothing remains of the fountain’s design except a basin and the shattered base of a once-golden sculpture.

The light here is twilit—or just kind of dim, if you want to be less romantic about it. Looking overhead, it’s easy to see why: actually, the sky isn’t visible from this place at all. Instead, there’s a dense canopy of branches forming an almost perfect dome.

How did you get here?
The last thing you vaguely recall is a sudden fit of drowsiness. There’s no sign of any guide or host around, and your powers don’t currently work either.

Maybe, based on all the other idols here, it’s some kind of game…?
]
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[personal profile] neigh_sayer
Who: Anyone
Where: Some Fance Liar Restaurant (or where ever)
When: Thursday Afternoon-Evening

[HEY DUDES IT'S A MINGLE, BUT ALSO TRUTH OR DRINK

Sometime Thursday all idols will get a text, or maybe they just heard word of mouth, of some upscale restaurant! All drinks and food are FREE...........if you participate in Truth or Drink!! It's an idol exclusive promotion, and the 'payment' is just that, participation! No worries, nothing is being filmed (though if you want some fans creeping through the window, feel free), but if you don't play you'll have to barter something else for your food and drink!

For those in Vengeance hell, they can play via face time at a smaller cafe on the other side--one of the vengeance demons lost a bet to a liar demon and that's the only reason they're participating. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

HAVE AT. Don't want truth and drink? feel free to use this mingle for something else entirely like normal.]
[personal profile] errours
Who: spacefaring idols and friends
Where: Game Tower
When: Day 130, evening

[ And then, you’re back in the central room of THEMiS, alive if rather unceremoniously deposited on the ground. Next to you, folded neatly, are the unit clothes you probably changed out of earlier.

Your injuries, if you had any, have already healed, but it may take you a moment to realize that because none of the pain of them has disappeared; it’s just as awful as when it was happening—and faint scarring remains as a lingering reminder. Think of it as a space souvenir!

Speaking of souvenirs!

Everyone seems to have a little enamel pin secured to their shirt or jacket: black with silver writing, how classy!

Pep!pep!, Taisho Roman Revolution, future is now, WILD CITY, ☆ZRAEL, Heart Soldier Senshi, AlcheME!, avante en garde, and BARiTONES have ones that read, “I Survived THEMiS!
LiliS, sensitIV, and BAD END=DEAD END instead receive the highly coveted rare collectible “DIED IN SPACE” pin.

AlcheME!, Taisho Roman Revolution, and pep!pep! have been stuck with silver holographic star stickers reading WINNER—and indeed members of those units will find 800 points have been added to their accounts.
...Avante en garde members also have cute little pastel star stickers that cheerily proclaim, “A for Effort!”

...As for your host, she spins around in her captain’s chair to face you all again, tossing a handful of gold and silver glitter. ]

Wasn’t that just incredible? The passion you all displayed! The daring escapes! The tragic deaths!

[ a happy sigh ]
It was truly such a joy to be your host today.

Ciao! ♡

[ And with that, she disappears in a cloud of smoke that leaves a lingering smell of incense and honey. ]
[personal profile] errours
Who: spacefaring idols!
Where: Game Tower
When: Day 130, late afternoon

[ There’s a musical chime from your phone. And then the world around you goes black.
—And cold. And then speckled with points of light—more and more, a shimmering tapestry of stars—

…Then, abruptly, there’s hard metal beneath your feet, the cold gone, and you’re in a wide room done in steel and chrome. Flickering computer monitors are set into the walls amidst switches and panels.

Is this the future is now dorm? Heart Soldier? No, the thick windows show you to be surrounded, still, by stars: This is a spaceship. Or, rather, it’s the Game Tower as a spaceship. Text scrolls across the various screens:

Welcome, THEMiS crew.
Contact with anomaly in: 40 minutes.


Seated across from all of you at the front of the room, in a swiveling chair that suggests a captain’s seat, is a red-haired woman in a cream silk dress with a high slit up the thigh. Her crossed legs are covered in burn scars up to just above her knees, but her smile is all relaxed confidence. ]


Welcome, idols. I’m so pleased to be your Host today.

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