[It's been, like a theoretical close alternative timeline that got posted before this one could, a couple weeks since everyone woke up for their red carpet entrance into the Dragon sLayer Space Mansion (the Spansion). Not long enough for the deaths to become routine, exactly, but long enough for it to be clear that Scanlan Shorthalt, Champion of the Narrative, had either been joking or entirely full of it in his day one claims that the Spansion was named for his personal exploits.]
[Long enough that it's no shock when, Tuesday morning, they're gathered together for an ultimatum - kill by Friday, or unfortunate things will happen to the person being sent to their PIPs at this very moment.]
[As the electronic devices beep and chirp throughout the room, Scanlan rolls his eyes, looking to his and clicking through screens to get their threat done with.]
Gee, who could this POSSIBLY BE, I wonder if it will be one of the most dangerous, badass people in Taldoreoh frick.
[There's a brief moment, less than a second, where he pales. But then he clicks away from the image, tugging his sleeve back over the PIP, taking on a rehearsedly-casual tone and expression.]
Anywho, much as I'd love to stick around and watch people lose it and try to threaten Frankie as usual, I'm gonna go relieve some tension, if you know what I mean. If anyone really needs me, knock loud and gimme a minute.
[And he excuses himself towards the bedrooms, at a perfectly casual and definitely unhurried pace.]
[ The moment Ai Hoshino, Champion Idol hears they're on TV, she starts to do what she does best: perform. Putting on a show at the risk of her life isn't any different from what she does as 'Ai of B-Komachi' at the end of the day so even if the stakes are a little more literal than they usually are. So she does her best to be agreeable and kind, warm and gentle - delicate enough that you wouldn't touch her for fear of breaking her and enchanting enough that you want her to stay in one piece for as long as possible.
And of course, part of that involves reaching out to the others. She's done a good job of making friends with most of them, she thinks, even if they're all so different from her she can barely make any sense of them. But even a girl like her knows the scripts for Tuesday. ]
Helloooo, anyone home?
[ She's given him a good fifteen minutes before coming to check on him but here she is, knocking away. ]
murdergame au, airlocked style because I can
[Long enough that it's no shock when, Tuesday morning, they're gathered together for an ultimatum - kill by Friday, or unfortunate things will happen to the person being sent to their PIPs at this very moment.]
[As the electronic devices beep and chirp throughout the room, Scanlan rolls his eyes, looking to his and clicking through screens to get their threat done with.]
Gee, who could this POSSIBLY BE, I wonder if it will be one of the most dangerous, badass people in Taldoreoh frick.
[There's a brief moment, less than a second, where he pales. But then he clicks away from the image, tugging his sleeve back over the PIP, taking on a rehearsedly-casual tone and expression.]
Anywho, much as I'd love to stick around and watch people lose it and try to threaten Frankie as usual, I'm gonna go relieve some tension, if you know what I mean. If anyone really needs me, knock loud and gimme a minute.
[And he excuses himself towards the bedrooms, at a perfectly casual and definitely unhurried pace.]
no subject
And of course, part of that involves reaching out to the others. She's done a good job of making friends with most of them, she thinks, even if they're all so different from her she can barely make any sense of them. But even a girl like her knows the scripts for Tuesday. ]
Helloooo, anyone home?
[ She's given him a good fifteen minutes before coming to check on him but here she is, knocking away. ]
I brought snacks, if it'll sweeten the deal.