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]

[another pause, because how does one take that??]

. . . sorry.

[that he's used to some fucked up shit, because. yeah. that sucks? but at the same time]

But-- good. And if you have any questions on how this school works, feel free to ask me.

[dismemberthename]

...Sorry, that was kind of blunt, wasn't it? But, I take it you've been here before?

[purrtagonist]

It's fine. I don't mind.

[bluntness, he means]

And I have. I didn't really want to visit again, either.

[dismemberthename]

Mm. It sounds like it was more violent before. I'm glad you got out okay.

[purrtagonist]

I survived.

[in a manner of speaking, not like he died in the middle and had to be revived or anything. he shrugs!]

In the end, that's what matters.

[dismemberthename]

Yeah. It is.

[purrtagonist]

And if we're lucky, survival will be way less of an issue here.

[dismemberthename]

Mmhm. I'll keep my fingers crossed for Actually Just Speed Dating.

[purrtagonist]

[holds up a hand, fingers crossed]

Luck, don't fail us now.

[soooo wry]

[dismemberthename]

I'm really worried about counting on our luck...

[purrtagonist]

So am I.

Mine's notoriously shitty.

[dismemberthename]

Mine too.

[purrtagonist]

Sounds like we need to start a support group.

[dismemberthename]

A support group for people who end up wrapped up in shit like this sounds like it'd just get wholesale abducted by aliens or something. [the degree to which sudoh talks like a modern teenager while looking straight out of a historical manga is probably absurd.]

[purrtagonist]

[it's fine, Akira is a modern teen, SUDOH SPEAKS HIS LANGUAGE]

Eeeeeh, and gathering up multiple victims in one place to make the kidnapping easier isn't such a great idea, is it?

[dismemberthename]

Yeah, it's kind of like painting a big bullseye on the roof.

[purrtagonist]

Plan B: all support group meetings take place over Skype.

[dismemberthename]

Yeah, that'd probably work better.

[purrtagonist]

[arches his brows and taps his temple like, yep, he's got good ideas!!]

[dismemberthename]

[snickers] I don't remember my email anymore, but I'm sure I can set up a new one.

[purrtagonist]

You'll probably have to wait until you get home to do it. I doubt these tablets connect to the multidimensional internet.

[dismemberthename]

Aah. Then it won't happen at all, probably.

[purrtagonist]

Ah?

Why not?

[dismemberthename]

No internet unless the situation seriously changes where I came from.

[purrtagonist]

[huh! perhaps now is the time to ask]

Is that situation the reason for the fluffy outfit?