POST-ROUND 1 MINGLE

[idolpro]

[ Once the decisions have been made, everyone is ushered—though those gentle tugs—out their respective mud rooms into the courtyard. An impossibly tall and incredibly dense garden hedge divides one half of the courtyard away—moreover, it increasingly gets taller when climbed, preventing its residents from escaping their slice of the courtyard. From beyond, idols can hear the distant sounds of something rumbling—perhaps it's the ground shaking. . .

The roster is visible on a large screen, though as time progresses, certain names are blacked out. . . ]

[ Mouths and Hands will be able to transform into monsters at-will, though Hands are much more diminutive and Mouths have supernatural abilities at their disposal. Moreover, unit abilities are on. ]

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OOPS! ALL BERSERK

[idolpro]

[ Several units turn a distinctly different red on the screen—sure, there are people who are dead, but these are. . .

. . . what are they?

Your question will be answered pretty quick, as those who died come through the unit doors into the courtyard, still looking like they were just mauled. Moreover, some people seem to be going through something. . . strange.

How long do you have to be here with them again. . . ? ]

ROUND 2 START

[idolpro]

[ And with just a few, you know, murders, a few berserks—you're pushed back into your unit rooms' mud rooms.

The second round begins. ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Wow this is like a nightmare]

[He has had nightmares just like this actually, since the last time this happened]

[Don't mind him trying not to vibrate out of his skin while he watches the roster]

[unbr8kable]

[That roster sure is red]

[Anyway, out of nowhere, a sword slams into the ground in front of him]

[A moment later, a girl slams into the sword in front of him]

Hey, guess powers're back on.

[outofoffice]

[ Gaping wordlessly as the results come in


UhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ]

[worldlyafflictions]

Venti-kun, Venti-kun. It seems like they decided ta do the work again this time--maybe that's lucky~?

[Tilts head toward erm........... all the people who seem to have had bites taken out of them and whatnot being shuffled into the courtyard]

[skyshard]

[ dislikes this. ]

[leaveofabsence]

[ Oh.





That's a lot of red. ]

[childeishly]

cw: lots of blood

[romanticlove]

[Hi, did you want to see the aftermath of a murder? Ren is standing very still, somewhat dazed, blood staining her shirt and dripping down her chin. She looks up at the scoreboard, frowning.]

Just great.

[It's not great. She's mad about her unit, but keeping it in check for now.]

Re: cw: lots of blood

[scattershot]

Ren...!

[Sorry about your other girlfriend: she may have gone slightly yandere. The yan is not in operation right now, so this may not be immediately obvious.]

Are you all right? Nobody hurt you, did they?

[worldlyafflictions]

--Ahaha! We really were in a gambling mood today!

[HM, HIS NAME IS BLOCKED OFF AND YET HE'S STILL BEEN SHOVED INTO THE COURTYARD]

[romanticlove]

I was a little worried we were going to get targeted. Everyone has their favorites in these games.

[Nothing to see here, just Ren being peak Vampire wiping Pentium's blood off her chin.]

[1istheloneliest]

[Hardy is out of monster form and seems physically normal (some bloodstains on his clothes, but they aren't his) but a look at his face will let you know that he's not his normal self

I mean, also he's letting out a low growling noise as his eyes roam wildly]

[temperedinpride]

My my my Luther, you are looking rather feral.

[He seems eerily composed, even lighthearted, given all Baritones should be in the same state as Wild City.]

[onlydeadends]

[Shouldn't he be dead?]

[He sure looks like he should be dead]

[He staggers out of the doors to the courtyard, missing an arm from the elbow down. The other hand is pressed to the gash in his neck, as though attempting to stem the flow of blood, and he's listing badly to one side]

[sangreine]

[ Bloodstained katana in hand, Alizarin stalks along the edge of the room, glowing red eyes narrowed with fury. Anyone who comes near, even glances her way, she bears her fangs and snarls. ]

[ For anyone who knows her, this is her worst nightmare. She's even more dangerous in this state, so probably someone should put her down before she does something regrettable, because you also know she won't ever forgive herself if she does. ]

[outofoffice]

[ Oh. No . . .


Much as he'd like to approach, Venti knows the absolute best thing he can do is stay far away. He gives her clear berth, reluctantly. ]

[sagescion]

[Well, he's back at least. "Back". His shirt is torn and he's covered in his own blood from where Eirene clawed him. His hands are clenched into fists, one of them still holding a lance.

He feels angry but it feels deeper than whatever anger he's ever had before. His posture is tense, like he wants to hit something or someone. He takes a breath and then another, then looks for the scoreboard.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Hey... are you okay?

[gravitydefier]

[speaking of dead berserk zombies, here's Sakura. whose head definitely is kind of smashed in still and probably has some broken bones.

also his normally piercing golden gaze is dimmed. there is no light in his eyes.]

[outofoffice]

[ Holy shit though.

Please understand, watching that score board was awful. ]

Xiao--

[warningbells]

[ Wow there's just like, a fire??? part of the courtyard is just like, on fire.

It's very warm and it might be getting closer to you every time you blink. ]

[irregular]

[uh

[no thanks.

[K bristles. If he wasn't a human being, one might say his hackles were up.]

[scattershot]

[Alisaie looks unexpectedly serene for someone covered in--

[--wait what is she covered in anyway. Blood would be red. This is white: so white it's blinding. It seems almost to glow. Either way, it doesn't seem to trouble her excessively as she gazes about the courtyard, searching. They have to be here somewhere.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Jesus. What even happened in there?

[shatteredhourglass]

[Nyx appears to be injured but not, uh, to the extent of.......... those very charming idols shuffling on out over there? Truly charming, but Nyx will be attempting to avoid them and just look for his unitmates over >>>> here now.]

[irregular]

[Panthers, even tentacled ones, can't really process anger.

[K can. He's shifted back; his clothing is torn, and while that might not arouse much attention the grim red-black stains that spatter it certainly do. He's bristling, hyper-alert and hyper-defensive. One wrong move, his posture is saying. Just one wrong move, I dare you...

[His own form feels uncomfortable. Ill-fitting, somehow. He shifts, uncomfortably. Any excuse at all to shed it again would be a good one right now.]

[unbr8kable]

[Kiiinda bloody and kiiinda doing that thing where her glasses are 100% glare so you can't see her eyes (save for the ones that're peeking out over her wrist and the neckline of her shirt but don't mind them) but--hey, #justavantethings]

[Anyway she looks in surprisingly high spirits? Just chilling, it's fine,]

[shatteredhourglass]

[WALKING QUICKLY PAST THIS CORNER OF THE MAZE WHILE LOOKING FOR HIS UNITMATES-

-doubling back really quickly because that wasn't a pink uniform he saw out of the corner of his eye but, something also relevant.]

... ... ...

[Nyx moves to get a BIT closer and then just, stops, a safe distance away and does a hurried kind of "over here" gesture. He won't insist if she doesn't want to and obviously doesn't really want to stick around long.]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[Valor's just hanging out off to one side, seemingly just relaxing after his fight with Eirene. Very chill. Nothing strange going on here!]

[irregular]

It wasn't Alexander.

But it weren't me either.

[worthathousand]

[ She's not badly injured, all things considered.
—Well, alright, there are streaks of blood across her face, her collarbones, her hands...
But no visible injuries. Avante can heal themselves, once they've got access to their abilities. It's fine. ]

Of course it goes like that, doesn't it.

[ a soft laugh, under her breath, but with a sharp edge to it ]

[soulcarve]

Hahaha!
Everyone came after us, like always! But it's alright, it's really alright.

[ Hellfire seems... entirely fine, actually? Even the laugh is warm, happy. What a nice day it's been! Hasn't it? ]

[irregular]

[Not really.]

You know Hardy at all?

1/? time for spooky stuff because Owl House lends to creepy witch horror

[thisismagrave]

[Oh hey, here is his corpse even after being eaten, funny how that works.]

[There's a lot of bruises and cuts and some burns and a lot of blood from his neck. Which was the real killing blow so that is kind of healed.]

[He opens his eyes and]

2/?

[thisismagrave]

[He sits up but he doesn't. Move quite right. More like a puppet being pulled up by strings, eyes dazed and unfocused as he stares in the middle distance.]

[He looks down at his hand after a minute]

[identitypolitics]

[ listen. who doesn't look worse for the wear.

it's fine. she has all these shadowy, spindly hands propping her up. ]

Where is everyone.

[worldlyafflictions]

[Zipping over to check on her]

[proceedwithcautus]

[ wow who's having a good time

eirene's expression looks a little unusual for her, but she does look injured, the front of her shirt and jacket stained red. so maybe that's why the gritted teeth. ]

I can't...

[1istheloneliest]

[looking concerned although he also has a lot of red stains on him and seems sort of giddy when he speaks]

Eirene? Is everything all right? Probably not, huh.