10IV start!

[idolpro]

Who: 10IV
Where: The 10IV dorms
When: Day 355, morning

[ You all wake up in bed with your smartphone at your bedside, all of you in your sleepwear, with a message on your phone.

Good morning, newly departed guest stars! You've got new co-stars to meet, a new dorm to explore, and the television in the main room with the "names" of everyone in your unit with flashing empty boxes next to them, waiting for you to each assign yourself a personal color. Or assign them to each other, really, no one's stopping you.

Once you've chosen your color (or, once it's chosen for you), your closets will unlock with 3 sets of hospital uniforms fitted exactly to your size.

Also, the front door is currently locked. It looks like you actually have no choice but to get to know each other for an hour or two before those open up. ]

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[useofsorrow]

[ There’s a young-looking woman in a long white nightgown whose dark skin has a faint pallor to it, currently sitting quietly in a corner and reading through her phone with a very solemn, deliberate expression.

Then, without ceremony, she gets up and inputs stark black as her personal color. ]

...not really how I imagined Hell would be, but alright.

[proceedwithcautus]

[ pauses

wow there are so many people with way fewer ears, wild ]

Ah—Miss, are you all right?

1/2

[useofsorrow]

[ 1. oh no she’s so small
2. ARE there werewolves, in that case?
3. ...except they’re rabbits?
4. oh no she’s SO small. ]

[useofsorrow]

...Aren’t I the one who should be asking you that, in a place like this?

[proceedwithcautus]

I don't mean to pry, it's just—you looked like you might be sad, and whatever people are here, I'd like to help out as much as I can.

[useofsorrow]

[


... ]


Have you read the information on your phone yet, little one?

[proceedwithcautus]

Ah—I have, so...

...I don't remember much, but I think I've been dying for some time, so I think that's why I don't feel awfully surprised about it...

...but I'm pretty sure there's some people who definitely still need me.

[useofsorrow]

In that case, I’ll give my all to ensure you have another chance.

...Do you recall your name? You can call me Iris, if you like.

[proceedwithcautus]

Ah, I have an acquaintance who remembers me, and she's said my name is Amiya—I think I might be her employer?

But it's very nice to meet you, Miss Iris. I'm sorry that it seems we're all in something of a dire situation, but I'm confident that if we work together we'll have everything in hand.

[ why does this tiny rabbit talk like this. ]

[useofsorrow]

[ why DOES this tiny rabbit talk like this ]

Just “Iris” is alright.

[ for her part, she has a soft, almost apologetic way of speaking. ]

Amiya... I don’t mean to pry, but do you know how old you are? I...do know better than to make assumptions of that kind, after all.

[proceedwithcautus]

Ah, I'm not entirely sure how old I am, but my profile does say "old enough to be a CEO," which implies... a few things, at least.

[useofsorrow]

Perhaps you are indeed older than you look, then.

[ she doesn't seem perturbed by that, just... maybe faintly disappointed? ]

—Unless, of course, it's a very unusual sort of organization.

[proceedwithcautus]

Medical, I think...?

Miss Blemishine I believe mentioned that it's called "Rhodes Island."

[agentgymstudent]

Did think there'd be more fire.

[useofsorrow]

[ there’s more than one TINY CHILD here??

just. give her a moment. ]


—Ah. Yes, so did I.
Or at least a proper soul-vast despair at our distance between this place and the true God.

[agentgymstudent]

[He sees that face.] Yeah, I know.

....I mean, I don't know if I'm religious, so don't have an opinion either way.

[useofsorrow]

“Don’t know”?

[ gentle ] Have you also lost memories, like Miss Amiya has?

[agentgymstudent]

Unfortunately.

Save the whole dying bit.

[useofsorrow]

[ on instinct, she reaches out a hand to rest lightly on his shoulder; if he allows the touch, he'll feel that her skin is unusually cool ]

I am sorry.
Hell is cruel to take something so precious from you. But we will fight all the harder in the face of such injustice.

[agentgymstudent]

[He doesn't flinch.]

[But there os A Lot of tension.]

[He looks away.] We all have a reason to fight hard.

[useofsorrow]

[ She leaves her hand in place a moment longer, the gesture gentle, before returning it to her lap. ]

Yes. We truly do.

I know... that I have failed, in the life that was given me. And sure enough, it seems that I am among the Damned. But if Hell truly wishes to play games with our souls, then... for the sake of one who never truly lived at all, I will not spurn this chance.

[agentgymstudent]

Far as I can tell, I didn't deserve Hell. So I wouldn't put much stock in why you ended up here.

[useofsorrow]

[ no surprise; just ruefulness ]

Well... such are the consequences of the tyranny of a false god.

[softmarketing]

[ This one looks young, but carries herself as though she's someone much older. ]

Ah, so you're another one who's heard of 'hell' before this?

[useofsorrow]

Ah... yes?

Is it that unsual...