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affliction mods ([personal profile] afflictionmods) wrote in [community profile] theafflicted2022-06-11 05:38 am

03.50 - week three, saturday

W3 SATURDAY
Another Saturday rolls around. Some of you had an… interesting night, perhaps, but that’s still no excuse to sit out on your lessons. There’s another announcement, another time to meet before your lessons start today. This time is just a bit different, though. This time you’re not meeting up at campus. You’re told to meet up at the park in the Museum District - and, as always, you’re expected to show up. How you get there is irrelevant, but you better try to be on time.

Florence is waiting at the park, and behind them is another dark, ominous orb. Even as far away as you are, you can hear its whispers. It’s calling to you with promises it can show you a new life, a better life, it can make you someone better… But then Florence is speaking, as if they cannot feel the hear the whispers.

“I will be accompanying you on this lesson, as I said in the brochure I handed out on Thursday. I will do my best to assist you.” There is a pause, though their face voice remains emotionless. “It is hard to say what it will be like inside - however, your goal for this lesson is to close this place for good. I may be unable to assist with that personally, so we are relying on you.”

They take a step back, turning towards the orb.

“I would advise you to do what is asked of you while you are in there - and a word of warning. Through our observations, we have noticed something strange. This seems capable of creating replications of those who enter it.” They let that information hang for a moment, before continuing. “We are unsure what these replications are truly capable of, but please be careful.”

Then Florence gestures for you to follow, and they’re stepping into the orb.




THE RINGMASTER
The inside is still the same park, but it has been transformed into a carnival. There are booths with games and food set up everywhere, a large ferris wheel, a tent. It will be a familiar carnival, to some of you, but all the lights are off and there are no people there. There’s a tug, a pull, that draws you towards the main tent - to center stage. Stepping inside you will be greeted by someone dressed as a ringmaster, whose voice is lively and energetic despite how hollow they seem on the outside:

“Hello and welcome! It’s time for your performance! And every good performer wants to do what the people want, don’t they? There’s a list on those little tablets of yours, and you need to do whatever’s asked of you!”

The ringmaster laughs brightly, and it echoes throughout the tent. “The more you do, the more we’ll all enjoy it, and the better chance you will get to stay you! But if you refuse… Well, that won’t be any good, right?”

The ringmaster makes a wide, sweeping gesture with their cane.

“We’re very generous here, though, and realize some things are easier to do with others! That’s why one refusal won’t be an instant loss. We’re assigning task cards, you see. Kinda like bingo cards! Each time you do a task for someone or someone does one for you, you get 50 points! The more you do, the higher the score, and once you reach 200 points, you're capped! But every time you refuse to do something people ask you to do, even if you're at 200 points… you lose 100 points ! And if you don’t do anything, well, you get no points and you lose automatically! You also can’t just sit around doing the same thing with the same person over and over again! Gotta spice it up! The same thing over and over again is just boring.”

There’s a click, and noise starts up outside of the tent. It sounds like the carnival’s come alive.

“Your little tablets will track your points. I really do recommend playing along, because if you fail… You’ll lose something. Something that makes you you! A memory, a precious item, something that makes you who you are and can’t be replaced so easily… Who knows what’s at risk, here! Though who am I kidding, it might be more fun to see what you'll lose. Don't ya think? Maybe you should just give up now and we can all laugh about it!

Anyways, all you gotta do is live until the timer runs out. The timer, by the way, is gonna be at the top of your tablet thingamajigs.”

There’s a tip of the ringmaster’s hat. The timer reads 90 minutes.

“That’s all for now! Go find that pesky little robot who’s been snooping around if you want more answers, because I am very busy.”




THE AUDIENCE
Once the ringmaster’s done with their speech, you’re free to travel around the carnival and explore it. It’s an eerie, quiet place, but… you’re not alone, and it won’t take you long to realize that. Those of you who had seen this carnival before - Miach, Shinei, Herlock, and Xingqiu - probably won’t be surprised when the doubles show up. They’re near perfect recreations of you - but near perfect doesn’t mean perfect. Their mannerisms might be odd, or their movements might be jerky and uncanny… but at a glance, it’s impossible to tell who is the real one and who isn’t.

And this is something that makes these doubles very, very angry.

They want you to fail, and they’ll do anything they can to ensure that happens. They’ll sabotage you - or your partner - all in an effort to make you lose points. They'll taunt you if it seems like you're ready to open up, they'll tell you about all the reasons why being honest is a bad idea. For physical prompts, they'll taunt you, call you a monster... They also seem to believe that if you fail, they’ll get to replace you. They will get a chance to get out of here and be the real one. They’re not always convincing, but they are dangerous, and there’s just as many of them as there are of you.




OOC NOTES
OOC: Here are some important things to note for today’s event:

- A simple breakdown of the rules is as follows:
You cap at 200 points, but you must maintain those 200 points until the timer runs out.
Mutual agreement on completing a task nets each person 50 points.
Getting turned down or refusing to do one makes you lose 100 points.
You cannot use the same person to complete all your tasks. You must have only one prompt per character that you cooperate with.


- The cards know, meaning that they'll know if something is not answered earnestly. Prompts that are answered falsely will not go away on your tablets. They will only go away if they are answered truthfully.

- Failure is NOT a bad end! In fact, we have some plans in the instance where not enough people pass the exercise. If 5 or more people fail the exercise, that is considered a group failure. Those who failed individually will face the consequences of losing the important memory/item/etc.

- We are asking people to make their own task cards. Here is a list of prompts:
You may also add one custom prompt tailored to your character, if you wish.

Please toss the prompts into the textbox at the top of this site. Under "Configuration Options", the card size should be 3x3 and the center space should have Normal selected. All characters will get a total of 9 prompts on their cards. It is okay to have prompts that your character would not do; it would just increase their chances of failure.









imitationsoul: (Now versus then)

[personal profile] imitationsoul 2022-06-11 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The same confident laugh emerges from both of them, almost at the same time. Neither seem worried by how unspecific this comment was. ]

I wouldn't miss this for anything.

It's not every day I get to see myself die.

[ The morbid fascination with that concept is too alluring, even if it may haunt her dreams. ]
undertakings: (✧ takasebune)

cw: murder, throat wounds

[personal profile] undertakings 2022-06-12 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Those laughs almost make him pause as he looks each of them in the eye, but any traces of hesitation vanish as he lets out a quiet exhale, not unlike a sigh. He then takes a sudden step forward and executes a swift uppercut straight into the doppelganger's chin in a knockout blow, enough to snap her head backwards as she crumples. Despite being the one responsible, Shin does take care to catch the body before the doppelganger completely topples over, gently lowering her body to the ground.

...It really would be easier if he had his gun with him. The thought strikes him as he takes out a knife to press it against the doppelganger's throat. It takes another moment of pensive silence before he finally draws the blade across her neck. Despite using sufficient force, the motions aren't all that smooth and the wound left behind is messy.

Messy, but enough to do the job it seems, as the doppelganger is left motionless in a puddle of black ichor. Shin, for his part, stays crouching in front of the body for a while as he stares at the dead girl's face.]
imitationsoul: (In the corners of the day)

cw. allusions to csa, suicidal ideation, murder just happened...

[personal profile] imitationsoul 2022-06-13 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Miach has celebrated her own funeral before - a preemptive burning of her most beloved belongings, a cremation like in the days of old. She has imagined herself dead in a thousand different ways.

It's different to see it. She feels sick to her stomach seeing herself, her current mature body, manhandled like that by a soldier. Shin is nothing like the men in that remote bunker and she has never felt apprehensive about it, but something about the memory is so ingrained for her that it is hard to disassociate.

And then the doppelganger is dead; bleeding black, black and black again onto the floor... Miach inhales sharply, but does not turn away.

In fact, she comes closer, to crouch by Shin and watch her own face - dead and gone. She's shaking a little bit, but she won't make a big deal out of that. ]


... I wonder what this type of body looks like on the inside.

[ Luckily it does not sound like a request and more like idle musing. ]
Edited 2022-06-13 22:38 (UTC)
undertakings: (✧ takasebune)

cw: reference to euthanasia

[personal profile] undertakings 2022-06-14 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
[He's managed to stay composed so far in part because of what he'd already seen during their first trip here; the double of Xingqiu, so terribly unnatural in his behaviors and thinking, was easy to distinguish even if there hadn't been that strange microphone feedback. But that stray comment is enough to tip the balance enough for him to twist his lips into a faint grimace.]

I don't know.

[And frankly, he doesn't want to know. He's killed people before, but it's different when you know they can't be saved, that the only fate waiting for them is bleeding out slowly and painfully with nothing but anguish as their final thoughts. If this double really was otherwise indistinguishable from any ordinary human, then...

He peeks over at Miach out of the corner of his eye. He won't comment on the shakes, but.]


...Can you confirm the task was completed?

[Looking at the tablet isn't much of a distraction, but it's better than nothing.]
imitationsoul: (And I just want to be)

[personal profile] imitationsoul 2022-06-16 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It is hard to tear her eyes away from her own dead form. The black blood coating everything around her, staining pale hair dark as tar...

But after a second, she does manage to pick up the tablet again and give the bingo card a quick look. ]


We're in the clear.

[ Not that there was any way for her double to still be breathing with her windpipe cut like that. ]

... I appreciate this.
Edited 2022-06-16 23:11 (UTC)
undertakings: (✧ the unknown soldier)

[personal profile] undertakings 2022-06-18 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
[As Miach checks her tablet, Shin takes the moment to also check his own after wiping off some of the tar-like blood onto his uniform jacket. In the end, it became a lurid exchange--one being paying in blood for the benefit of two others. And yet, now was not the time to mull on that, so he only stares detachedly at the screen and the completed square.

At Miach's comment though, he shakes his head and shows his tablet to her.]


There's no need... that was one of my tasks, too.