Trash Squad Day 1 - GAME START

[chinhotta]

[ Maybe you were going about your business and blacked out, maybe you were dead. Either way, when you come to, you are in what looks like the entrance hall to a school, except for the very well secured front door. Before you can really get your bearings, a voice rings out on an the intercom. ]

Welcome, kiddos! —How does that sound? 'Kiddos'? Too daddy kink? Eh, let's go with it for now. Anyway, welcome to a once-in-a-lifetime chance at romance and passion, with fabulous prizes! Find love beyond the boundaries of time and space! Original concept, do not steal.

Pick up your tablets and get settled in! A little later today, we'll have our first heart-pounding get-to-know-you event!

—Oh, also, no violence allowed! I know some of you kids are into the murder thing, but that's not the kind of game we're running here.

[ In fact, there are several boxes of electronic tablets around the room. When you pick one up, it displays the gameplay and rules.]

---

Game navigation

Comments

[pummelgranite]

[ She is likewise Edgey As Heck, lots of black leather and glittering skulls. ]

Who, me?

[plsbully]

Ultimates... You're referring to the titles we have been given? Are we meant to take those seriously?

[afailedmurder]

Where were you before?

[lacrimose]

[He looks downcast, and without warning, suddenly begins to cry.]

[pummelgranite]

[ And over here is a girl with serious abs and an even more serious #aesthetic. Also: a South London accent! ]


Alright, who wants to date the antichrist?

[assent]

[ She looks thoughtful. ]

I believe it was around day 20, as we were close to the deadline for Usami's house. Why? Is it important?

[assent]

[ For now... let me live. ]

That is simply not the case... Please. There are plenty of others here who have more of a chance than I do. I am not even certain I can conduct myself in the manner this game seems to request of me.

[assent]

I was on a tropical island with my classmates. I already miss the ocean breeze and the warm sun.

[ Compared to, y'know, being trapped indoors. ]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Damn, that's some serious aesthetic. Here's a teenager in red motorcycle leathers. ]

I'm not opposed.

[lacrimose]

Are you a demon?

[Because that aesthetic wouldn't look out of place at a Sabbath party, lbr]

[purrtagonist]

Don't get caught up in semantics. Just do what you did last time and pair up with someone each night.

[. . .]

No-- wait, don't do exactly what you did last time.

[don't kill anyone]

[afailedmurder]

So you've also—

[sees the panties on his head and falls completely silent]

[pummelgranite]

[ Sometime the best way to a goth's heart is to assert dominance. ]

I might be. What's it to you?

[justpure]

Of course, it was a highly influential story...

[Hm... Crazed men don't usually have dark auras around them. This might be a delusional spirit, perhaps?]

And yes, that means I know your real name.

[purrtagonist]

[the new P5 theme song]

I have a confession.

[leaning in conspiratorially, hand next to his mouth]

I can't actually do either of those things.

[pummelgranite]

[ She gives him an unsubtle eye rake. Well dressed, nice hair, an acceptable contender. ]

Name, place of origin, top Karaoke track.

[purrtagonist]

[leans back a little bit, because personal space]

Akira Kurusu. Just Akira is fine.

And you?

[assent]

[ I'd believe it. ]

I see?

[ Though as he leans in she has half the mind to step back, especially as surprise has her hand flying to her mouth. ] That is not what you were trying to do after all? [ And that surprise quickly changes to disappointment. ] And I had been so certain I would finally see a Dark Lord at work.

[ why is this happening ]

[plsbully]

I'll ask that you not use it.

[ compared to his easier tone from before he sounds more curt, now, like he's drawing a line in the sand. ]

Edmond Dantes - - the man who found love at the end of his story and was freed - - that man is not me. I am indeed the Count of Monte Cristo but I embody the hatred and vengeance in his heart.

[hopegloats]

[ Komaeda is clearly in no mood to just believe her without question, but at least he's listening. ]

Are you telling me you didn't die? Is that what you're saying I don't remember?

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Is he being auditioned? Might as well roll with it. ]

Tatsuya Suou, Sumaru City in Japan, Bon Jovi's "Wanted Dead or Alive."

[pummelgranite]

Hmm. OK, you're on the list.

[aria_ardeinae]

I'll show you just how pretty I am!

[ Warning given, Reyson lunges. He knows perfectly well he's hardly got the physique for a brawl. He doesn't care, she's taking him seriously and this is why he intends to sock her one in the nose, like a gentleman. He has grown stronger since the last time he started a fistfight and that's why his hand will only suffer a sprain for the trouble rather than a full break. She might end up bloody if he connects - he's not putting his hips into it enough to properly crunch anything that's not his own body. ]

[motorcycle_noises]

Glad to make the cut. What's your name?

[ Surely the antichrist has one. ]

[discerp]

[She winces a little] I, um...

I got better?

[Nailed it.]