Asphodel

[fiftyshades]

[ The dressing room has a vase with your team's flowers inside, a big mirror, clothes racks, chairs for sitting and doing make-up in— the usual. However, at the back of the dressing room there is a large LED screen TV, that has RULES displayed.

Beneath that, there are touch-screen buttons for each team. It will ask you to confirm your vote before putting it through.

There's also an intercom option, to ask questions. ]

Comments

RULES

[fiftyshades]

Rules:
-Each team has one vote.

-A team cannot vote for themselves.

-All teams that do not receive a vote will not be allowed to leave their rooms, even in case of an emergency.

-There will be an emergency.

INTERCOM

[fiftyshades]

[exercised]

[ don't ask how he found this ]

I require verbal instructions.

[fiftyshades]

[ the video changes over to a man in a smoky room, big and gruff voiced. His high collar on his suit would hide his yakuza tatts, if he had it buttoned. He doesn't.

Your team's got one vote to put fuckin' anywhere, except on yourselves. Those that don't get votes get left to die. Questions?

[exercised]

[ well

fair enough. ]

None.

[rolebreaker]

[ well that's really helpful to a room full of mostly-blind people thanks ]

Re: INTERCOM

[rolebreaker]

[ actually something is bothering him now, so he'll just. find the intercom button. somehow. ] Is there any way we can communicate with other teams?

Re: INTERCOM

[fiftyshades]

Shit out of luck, I'm afraid.

Re: INTERCOM

[rolebreaker]

[ ... alright they're fucked ]

Re: INTERCOM

[rolebreaker]

[ he's back again. ]

Is it possible to abstain from voting?

Re: INTERCOM

[fiftyshades]

Sure. More death that way, but if that's what you want.

TURN-IN

[fiftyshades]

[exercised]

VOTING LYCORIS

[exercised]

[ He's just kind of sitting with a hand propping up his chin, looking... bored?? ]

So if we were to vote for someone that's already been voted for, it'd be a waste.

[rolebreaker]

[ ... did you find a chair and are you sitting in it as if it was a throne. sir. ] I don't suppose you have any obligations to anyone.

[exercised]

[ yeah he does what he wants ok ]

Only to ourselves.

[ as long as it suits him anyway............... ]

[rolebreaker]

[ ok well. he's just going to stand against the farthest wall. with his arms crossed. looking faintly ruffled. this is fine. ] In that case..... I trust you know what to do for this game. [ cause he's kind of, ]

[exercised]

[ He's thinking it over, though the only way that shows is by closing his eyes... a habit, not exactly necessary now. ]

Our own fate resides with someone else voting for us, it seems. [ That pisses him off. ] If there's no way to secure that ourselves, we'll have to consider the future. Do you know of a team we should not give our vote to?

[rolebreaker]

[ well he can't fuckin see you close your eyes from over here so whatever sir ] Aconite. [ immediately. don't ask him why. ..... he thinks possibly that might have been Too Immediately. there's a sense of scattered frustration on the bond, but he quiets it down. ] I hold no favor for any of the teams.

[exercised]

[ yeah that's pretty obvious ]

And do they have any favour with us?

[rolebreaker]

.......

[ that's a very good question actually. ]

I don't have any, [ .............. ] I have one "friend", but I don't think she will vote for our team.

[exercised]

[ hm. ]

And it's unknown if there is a way to contact them.

[rolebreaker]

There is no way. [ he just asked the man in the intercom ]

The only connection I know that our team has is with Sakura. So we should try to keep them around, if possible.

[exercised]

And why is that?

RESULTS

[fiftyshades]

[ You were not saved. The door does not open. ]