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

[junkheap]

[what the heck]

...Are you on this "unit" or am I supposed to be killing you...?

[586]

I'm a part of the unit. My name is Pentium. And if you're looking for things to kill there are plenty of other targets on the outside, but unfortunately we have yet to be released from our prison~

[junkheap]

...Okay.

[At least this concept of "units" is... sort of like what he's used to. Just in a totally different context!]

If you're my squad for now, then when we leave you can point me at anything that needs to die.

[586]

[ he drops from the ceiling and twists around like a cat to land on all fours. ] I'm not entirely sure anybody's got to die right now, but... soon. As one of four temporary units if and when a "bad" game happens we'll be one of the targets and things will only get worse from there.

But if you end up getting into any fights just call my name and if I hear you I'll come and assist you. I don't want anybody hurting my new unit.

[junkheap]

I can handle a fight, but since you're a veteran, I'll keep it in mind.

[586]

I'm also a garbage disposal, so if you need to hide anything. [ he opens his maw, wide, and flicks his long alien tongue around. ] Then let me know. My hunger never really goes away.

[junkheap]

[This does not seem to bother Shiraz at all. He's good friends with people who eat people!]

Oh, okay. Do you want people butchered or whole?

[586]

Either or! I'm not picky. If you'd like to cut them up, then I'm not going to complain, but I can absolutely eat them whole.

[junkheap]

Then I guess I'll just do whatever's more convenient for transport.