necROMANTIC start!

[idolpro]

Who: necROMANTIC
Where: The necROMANTIC dorms
When: Day 355

[ 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 fantasy medieval clothes 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. ]

Comments

[in_justice]

[ a tall, kind of... well, if you happen to be someone best described as unjust, she might seem very friendly for some reason? otherwise she probably just looks a little grim. bronze-skinned, a little unearthly.

obviously she's putting her color in as black. duh ]

Well, if it's what I need to do.

[odune]

Having second thoughts?

[diesifkilled]

[fiddling with his phone as he walks into the common room, looking up info even while he absent-mindedly puts in a shade of blue for his colour

then just kind of freezing in response to something he sees and finally looking around at everyone else. actually it seems like he's looking for someone in specific?]

[in_justice]

...looking for someone?

[oldboned]

What a face...

[debrided]

[ takes one look at him and just starts laughing ]

[junkheap]

[Wandering out into the common area in a very stupid tanktop and pj pants is this very tall, very scarred-up guy, rubbing his face with one hand while staring at his phone with the other.]

This seems like a pain...

[in_justice]

Well, it's better than the alternative, isn't it?

[oldboned]

[ Looks like this guy has already chosen color and put on some different clothes. ]

necROMANTIC? That’s certainly a brand.

[ Listen he was here when it was called something else so! Color him intrigued.


Anyways, he can be found lounging somewhere near the color picking thing. ]

[in_justice]

[ considering... ]

You seem rather at ease with this.

[586]

Surprise~~~~

[junkheap]

It kinda makes sense for the situation, doesn't it?

[given death]

[methanosarcina]

[ Miss Goth wanders out of her room and looks around, grumbling to herself. ]

What, this place again...? They didn't even put me on the same team as last time! How stupid.

[odune]

Just how many of you have participated in this already?

[debrided]

[ also leaving her own room if a bit behind, having taken a wrap from presumably one of her not-pjs outfits to wrap around her throat and neck ]

Oh, come now. It's hardly so dreadful as that, hm?

[junkheap]

You've done this before?!

[worldcup]

On another unit again, huh. . .

[ she says those words rather sadly with a sigh after speaking to herself; it's probably fine, though. ]

[diesifkilled]

[he already saw her profile on his phone so he's not completely shocked to see her

but there is still definitely a Look on his face]

...Illya.

[junkheap]

[he'd question why everyone around him seems to know more than him but that's his default state of being so instead he's just peering at her because Small?

He has no idea.]

Even little kids, huh...

[odune]

[This old man already picked out his color, changed, and is sitting at the alter as it is the only table available scribbling notes.]

[junkheap]

[wow we have a (physical appearance) age range, huh! He can't remember if he's actually ever seen an old person...]

What are you writing?

[586]

[ hi, i'm your local ceiling monster, and i'm watching you do whatever it is you're doing with marked interest. ]

Look at this new batch of morsels~

[worldcup]

Aah, you're here again...

[ She doesn't know if she should consider herself lucky or not to be on the same unit as this one. ]

[creativethots]

[A blonde girl emerges from one of the rooms; wide-eyes filled with horror. She's still dressed in her loose, flowing nightgown.]

N-not this shit again... Nuh-uh. No way. You're not getting me again.

[Is she. Talking to herself? Maybe??]

[worldcup]

... Are you okay?

[ Obviously she doesn't look like she is, but Illya decides to ask regardless. ]

[debrided]

[ a pale-haired girl slowly shuffles out of one of the bedrooms, a shawl from her closet draped over her pajamas enough to completely obscure her throat

for whatever reason, to those that have been here before, she bears more than a passing resemblance to ☆ZRAEL's aradia, the only distinctions being her hair and eye color, and dark discoloration along the length of her arms and legs. ]

Hah - so it seems it's been renamed?

[junkheap]

...I'm starting to think I'm the only one here who hasn't done this before.

[nexrophilia]

[ exiting her bedroom in a nightgown, as you do. ]

... round two, it seems.

[junkheap]

--Another one!!

[manandthemirror]

[ He exits the bedroom, walks over to the color selector and inputs a color and retreats to get his actual clothes. ]


[ You can TRY to catch him before be slides back into his room or after he leaves, wearing this in ~royal purple~. ]

[junkheap]

...That's a big dress.

[says the guy still in pyjamas]