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idol simulator 2kxx » round 03
For a long, suspended moment, you don’t know where you are.
And then, you find that you do.
Opening your eyes, you’ll find that wherever you were a moment ago you’re now in an unremarkable room in an unremarkable building, dressed in unfamiliar clothes.
You are understood to be human
You have your cell phone
You have no weapon
You cannot use unit powers
Retained corruptions are cosmetic
Welcome to the music industry, probationary idols. You’ve got a lot of work to do.
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The chapel might have been peaceful once; now it is simply sad. As tumbledown as the rest of the house, with pools of sunlight spilling from the damaged roof, it stands empty of almost everything that made it what it is. A handful of pews remain, a few heavy velvet hangings, a font with a cracked basin containing an inch or two of rainwater: the altar is bare save for a cross and two candlesticks. The walls are lined with family vaults decorated with elaborate stone carvings, one of which is missing its closing slab. The far wall is bare wood lined with seams and struts, with the large central window formed not of glass, but cardboard, painter’s tape, and cellophane.
A black-veiled figure stands behind the altar, hands crossed upon their chest. A body lies in the middle of the aisle.
You can go back through the double door into the Lobby.
A side door labelled Vestry is visible beneath a torn velvet drape.
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He takes a few photos of the scene from the doorway and heads inside.
Keeping a close eye on the dark figure, he's cautiously approaching to see if he can identify the body.]
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This can't, for obvious reasons, be the real Leviathan.
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Doesn't help that he just saw the real Levi a few minutes ago, which makes this all seem more plausible. But after touching him and feeling that he is way too cold to be the real one, he stands and, keeping an eye on the figure, he takes a photo of Levi's corpse.]
[that done, he puts his phone in his pocket and calls out to the figure]
Who are you?
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It's as if he's simply there for the look of the thing - this is a chapel, and a chapel needs a priest.
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Is there anything else around that might catch his eye?]
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You can also see a ripped velvet curtain lying in a heap on the tile.
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is this hiryuu?
he takes a picture, then investigates the velvet curtain. Anything under here?]
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[The dragon wrapped about her arm may, if you've seen Levi's transformed form, also look familiar.
[The curtain is worn and heavy. There is nothing beneath it.]
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Well, he's going to take the curtain and use it to cover Levi's body, at least. RIP in pieces, Betrayal!Levi.
One (1) dead Levi photo is probably enough evidence, so unless anything stops him, he's going to retrace his steps back to the dressing room, into the hallway, and then go to the door marked "Backstage."]
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Fast Warp to Backstage