Wifi's Court

[idolpro]

You wake up in an empty classroom. The bell rings, signifying it's the end of the day.



Desks line up, row by row, clean and orderly, and the large windows seem to showcase the cit of Tokyo-F. Wildfire is standing at the front of the classroom, wiping down the chalkboards. He's dressed the part, wearing his student uniform.

There are three doors attached to this classroom, a rainbow door labeled HOME, a snazzy, deep red door labeled HOME, and then a bloody door labeled TRAUMA.

Comments

[intimitation]

Or maybe you should stop ACTING WEIRD.

[failedsafe]

It's part of my charm, though.♥

[she'll get on track



eventually.]

[intimitation]

Oh and NOW you're bragging. Pinacchi, finish practice and go home! Rubicchi's gonna have dinner ready soon, you know.

[failedsafe]

Don't you have practise?

[intimitation]

What practice?

[failedsafe]

[

















That's VERY ALARMING]

Basketball!

[intimitation]

Why are you still messing with me?!

I quit that back in middle school!!

[failedsafe]

I'll give you full marks if you can tell me why you quit your dream sport?!

[intimitation]

You really don't remember? I guess it used to be my dream . . . but I got bored of it. I didn't need it anymore so I quit.

[failedsafe]

[she's serious, suddenly.]

No, that's not right!

[what is even ideal about that.]

[intimitation]

Huh????

[actually...surprised.]

[failedsafe]

Okay, if you really stopped loving it, that's fine, you're allowed, but--

[she did have a little fun, but hearing that honestly throws her for a loop]

--let me start from the beginning, you might want to sit down.

[intimitation]

...okay, Pinacchi-neechan.

[Sits in the chair like ??????]

1/2

[failedsafe]

Neec--

2/2

[failedsafe]

I'm your sister?!

Re: 2/2

[intimitation]

Yeah??

[failedsafe]

[MEAN. CRUEL. HOW COULD HE DO THIS.

she's blushing so much.]

W-well, I mean, that's totally fine, you know!! You're a wonderful little brother and I do care about you a lot and I'm getting off track! Gah!

[she's going to just take advantage of this angle to ruffle his hair aggressively HE NEEDS TO SUFFER THIS.]

[intimitation]

W-what the heck?! What are you doing, Pinacchi?!

[failedsafe]

You did it first, you wonderful boy, you!

[auuugh]

No, I really do have to talk to you, and I should have brought it up sooner, but I was just really happy to see you, as always.

[intimitation]

Yeah . . . sure. What is it?

[failedsafe]

The reason why I seem weird to you is because...this isn't real. Do you remember Tokyo-F?

[intimitation]

[Points to the Window at Tokyo-F.]

[failedsafe]

[she noticed but was like WHAT IF IT WAS SOMETHING ELSE

ok she nods]

Okay, that makes things easier. Potentially. Anyway...this place...this world? It isn't real, Wifi. It's a construct from a game.

[intimitation]

...

What.

[failedsafe]

This is a world of your making, not the actual one. We're still in Hell, and our objective is to get you to leave. Escape. And get you home.