BARiTONES

[idolpro]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a manor.

You're wearing bloodstained (but fancy!) versions of your uniforms, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME% in the year %CONTEMPORARY%+1. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing the results of a recent attempt at revolt in a city in %COUNTRYNAME%: worker’s success at managing a nearby gold mine led to dreams of every man being a king - the revolutionaries may have been successful had it not been for a concurrent jailbreak and mass slaughter putting local authorities on alert, buying time for military intervention - the town was nearly leveled to the ground, with few survivors.

But you seem to remember - you survived, didn’t you? In fact, you were one of the rioters.

...Also, below the main headline about the failed revolution, there's something about Those Who Crave Hands? Huh.

Anyways, you've got marketing to do! ]

Comments

ROUND 0.5

[idolpro]

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[idolpro]

Re: ADVERTISEMENT TURN-IN

[marsascending]

A true renaissance woman—translates in twenty languages, knows the customs of more cultures than you can think of of the top of your head, and is always happy to help with good advice for your love life or expanding your breadth of knowledge. And we haven't even mentioned that she's one of Tokyo-F's top-tier hotties ♥

DISCUSSION

[idolpro]

Re: DISCUSSION

[unskippablecutscene]

[What the fuck is this newspapers also what the fuck is this game]

So this is a game?

Re: DISCUSSION

[marsascending]

.......hands.

Re: DISCUSSION

[lefthandpath]

[the internal screaming starts now]

... this really is my sort of luck...

Re: DISCUSSION

[innerdaemons]

Oh, dear. This again?

ROUND 1

[idolpro]

VOTE TURN-IN

[idolpro]

ADVERTISEMENT TURN-IN

[idolpro]

DISCUSSION

[idolpro]

ROUND 2

[idolpro]

VOTE TURN-IN

[idolpro]

ADVERTISEMENT TURN-IN

[idolpro]

DISCUSSION

[idolpro]

ROUND 3

[idolpro]

VOTE TURN-IN

[idolpro]

DISCUSSION

[idolpro]

After round 3

[unskippablecutscene]

Re: After round 3

[marsascending]

[ ........wow everyone else suddenly grew some balls??? ]

Re: After round 3

[unskippablecutscene]

[Wow he's not happy. Not happy at all. With this? How could it be. How could it be that he has a feeling.

Actually honestly fuck being in character, seeing his four returned unitmates like this for the crime of playing soft, a little, in the last round, the most risky one, and the one he's most protective of naturally being among them.

It's not a happy laugh and it's not in keeping with his uh. Character. At all.]

Hahahahahahah!! Pathetic. So this is the strength of your resolve? To falter at the last moment.

[Fuck it.]

Re: After round 3

[innerdaemons]

[ holy shit

well, Cosmo gets his first time seeing zombie Absinthe in full action! because of on top of his punishment -- the cuts still opening at the slightest breeze -- there's his corruption showing itself on top of things.

his blood isn't red; it's dark, like an ichor oozing out from the wounds -- his skin is deathly pallid and the sclera of his eyes is a dark black.


on top of the cuts, the smell of rot has only intensified around him and he sinks to his knees, holding his hand to his arm. ]

Re: After round 3

[firstworldproblem]

[Score one for hubris.

He is not getting up from where he's sitting, and why would he? If back problems weren't enough, having one's skin harden and spider-web like brittle bone, well, it limits mobility to say the least.

He cranes his neck to the side and it is accompanied by a crack and more spiderweb patterns on the skin of his neck. Lovely.]

Re: After round 3

[lefthandpath]

[he's had plenty of memories and experiences of terrible and can usually manage but with plants crawling under his skin and the sickening want for slick warmth pooling in his mouth, to his stomach and knowing exactly what it is that he's being made to crave--

Crown is holding his stomach with his right arm and quickly backing into and curling up in the nearest corner. don't notice that he's biting hard down on his left arm. it's fine, he's fine, he's fine he's fine he's fine HE'S FINE. HE DOESN'T NEED IT. HE DOESN'T.]