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.]

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Comments

[purrtagonist]

[ssssso there's a teenager in a school uniform (jacket unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, third-year pin attached to his lapel, SUPER CASUAL AND NOT AT ALL STIFF) kind of. . . standing in front of the entrance. he's holding his school bag loosely against his shoulder aaaaand is just staring off into the distance]

[expression blank]

[screaming internally to himself]

['sup]

[appleofhiseye]

[...cautiously waves a hand in front of his face]

Are you feeling okay? Do you need to sit down?

[purrtagonist]

[jolts back in surprise, but! his gaze flickers towards her pretty quickly as she draws him out of his stupor]

No, I'm fine.

[sheepish smile. RIGHT, KURUSU, HEAD IN THE GAME]

Working on my tree impersonation, you know?

[appleofhiseye]

Uhm...a what?

[and then she gets that it's sort of a joke]

Oh! --No, wait, let me try again. Uhm...if you're trying to be a tree, then you should work on branching out more.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . !!!!]

I see. . . so that's the root of my problem. I've been wondering why I couldn't perfect my technique for years now.

[hopegloats]

You're really calm at a time like this. How admirable.

[ and yet this guy seems just as calm ]

[purrtagonist]

[everything pales in comparison after you've lived through murder round one. or died through it. you know]

I've had. . . practice.

[he responds, lifting a hand in a two-fingered salute as he does so]

[hopegloats]

And here I though being trapped and told to find romance was new.

[purrtagonist]

The "find romance" part is, but being trapped? Eh.

[nonchalant shrug]

[cluelesscavewoman]

[FRIEND!?

Futayo's walking at the end of the hall and jogs over to check it is really him.]

Akira? Is that you?

[She's wearing the same armor, it's been repaired and damaged again but it's still good.]

[purrtagonist]

[FRIEND!!!]

It's-- [that familiar voice saying his name easily snaps Akira out of his stupor, and he focuses his attention all on her now]

Futayo? You too?

[assent]

Even if you wait there, I do not believe it will open.

[ how helpful ]

[purrtagonist]

[HOW. . . HELPFUL. . .]

I thought maybe I could burn a hole through it with my laser vision.

[he doesn't have laser vision]

[assent]

Amazing! Please keep trying, then!

[ nO ]

[purrtagonist]

[DON'T ENCOURAGE HIM!!]

And if laser vision fails me, I can always fall back onto pyschokinetic explosions.

[dismemberthename]

Hey, you okay? I mean, actually, stupid question, my bad.

[purrtagonist]

Ah-- actually, I'm fine.

["fine"]

I'm daydreaming about playing hooky from school.

[delinquent behavior is already starting]

[dismemberthename]

I wish. This one seems harder to just not attend, though. [says the person who looks straight out of a historical manga. ok.]

[purrtagonist]

[it's fine, by now he has seen all types]

Maybe if we figure out how to forge a doctor's note, they'll send us home.

[starinhereye]

[glancing between the tablet and akira]

Joker?

[purrtagonist]

[perks up at the sound of that name, responding to it completely naturally, but he looks a bit bewildered that a stranger knows it]

Huh?

[starinhereye]

Sorry, it's what they have here.

[holding up the tablet]

What should I call you . . . ?

[thesystemisdown]

[yay it's the internal screaming club whee]

...Are you okay?

[purrtagonist]

[THE BEST CLUB TO BE A PART OF]

Yep. I'm perfectly peachy.

[thesystemisdown]

Well, that's good! I thought for a moment that there might be something bothering you, but I guess not!