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

[dismemberthename]

Haha, that'd be pretty great. "Sorry, this one's no good for dates for x or y reason, best send 'em back!"

[purrtagonist]

They're allergic to chinchillas.

They have a fatal disease called Can't-Fall-In-Love-Itis.

Their parents need them to return home by eight.

They need to sort their paperclip collection.

[listing off each of these "excuses" in the most deadpan tone he can manage]

[dismemberthename]

[laughs, bright and clearly charmed] Yeah, like that!

[purrtagonist]

[grins a little, pleased with that reaction, even if his shoulders are still a bit tense]

You forge the notes, I'll come up with the excuses. We'll be unstoppable.

[dismemberthename]

Sounds like a plan to me. I'll bust out my best unreadable doctor's handwriting.

[purrtagonist]

[thumbs up!!]

Cheers to our new partnership, then. How much are we charging for our services?

[dismemberthename]

Oh, good point. What currency should we work in? [looks at him consideringly] Yen?

[purrtagonist]

Of course. There's no reason to make extra work for ourselves by having to convert foreign currency into yen.

[dismemberthename]

Fair enough. So we're in Japan?

[purrtagonist]

Ah. . . [ALL HUMOR GONE NOW] Actually, I don't know. I suspect we aren't.

[dismemberthename]

Ah... That makes its own kind of sense, I guess.

[purrtagonist]

There's an aquarium on the fourth floor. It kind of makes it feel like we're under water, but. . .

[dismemberthename]

...Well, it's definitely not a real school. But we knew that.

[purrtagonist]

No. It's just a backdrop for whatever television show we're starring in.

[a beat]

I wonder why they chose a school. . .

[dismemberthename]

'Cause a lot of us are around that age? If it's a show...

[purrtagonist]

[taps his third year pin on his lapel. yep]

It's only natural to stuff a bunch of kidnapped teenagers into the one place they hate most: high school.

[dismemberthename]

I dropped out. This is bullshit.

[purrtagonist]

Mmyep.

[popping the p for emphasis]

Bright side: they won't force us to attend class. Probably.

[dismemberthename]

I don't want to think about what classes they'd teach here.

1/2

[purrtagonist]

Advanced human anatomy: how to stab someone in the heart without hitting the ribs.

[purrtagonist]

[GOD. FUCK]








That was morbid. Sorry.

[dismemberthename]

[it's ok akira he would ace that class] ...I won't call you out on being morbid if you won't call me out on thinking it was hilarious?

[purrtagonist]

[THUMBS UP]

Your secret is safe with me.

[dismemberthename]

Thanks. [offers him a hand.] I'm Sudoh. Nice to meet you.

[purrtagonist]

[takes it, mouth curved up]

Akira. I wish our circumstances were different, but the feeling is mutual.