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

[bladeisme]

[EXCUSE HIM

Ichigo reflexively clutches onto them before narrowing his eyes and shaking his head.]

I think it'd be pretty bad form to give back a gift.

[artisticliberty]

A gift? He gave those to you? But they're his charm point.

[bladeisme]

Trust me, I'm well aware of that.

[He....does like Akira with the glasses because it makes him pay attention to those pretty gray eyes of his!!

But he's not going to say that to a stranger, even if he's pretty sure this is one of Akira's friends from his world.]

We were both here before, when it wasn't a dating game.

[artisticliberty]

I see. I am sorry you have been forced to return.

[bladeisme]

[Ichigo just...gives a small sigh, running a hand through his hair.]

...Yeah. Thanks, I guess. I uh - I never really wanted to come back here again - too many memories, you know?

[He pauses for a moment before letting his hand drift down towards the scar over his left eye, remembering.]

...Even if I did end up alive in the end, it's still hard being in the place where you and so many important people to you died.

[artisticliberty]

I can only imagine.

[bladeisme]

...

[He's silent for a long moment, before shaking his head.]

Here's hoping you'll never have to find out what it's like.

[artisticliberty]

I do not wish to, and yet--and yet I regret that I was not here, all the same.