POST-ROUND 2 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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REVIVALS

[idolpro]

[ Those who died in their battles will find themselves rising again, different—and yet, the same. They're ushered to the courtyard, to join everyone else.


Note: If you've died multiple times, you may take multiple berserks as desired. If you want to just Increase your current berserk effect that's also acceptable. If you want to just leave it at the current level that's also acceptable. ]

[worldlyafflictions]

[Pink arrives ready to HUNT, though it's specifically for non-berserk names]

[rainshaveceased]

[coming in with starbucks, what the heckie is going on here

and why does that roster look so ominous]

[avestan]

Oh, this shit again. Great.

[unbr8kable]

[Nemesis leaves the mudroom, the eyes in her face locked on the roster as names begin to light up.

The eyes winking open everywhere else on her stay looking for anyone else of note, especially if they may need her help :9]

[constellationprize]

Oh?

Certainly it did overstay its welcome even initially, but to provide a reaction so barren... I must confess my surprise. I had thought you rather more inclined towards the day's object than in fact... Whatever is the matter?

[ baby what's wrong you haven't even touched your murderables ]

[avestan]

I mean, obviously it's a nice excuse to get to do some murder with a side of cannibalism? That's not the problem.

The problem is it's a clusterfuck of everyone going crazy. Not a good time, that.

[worldlyafflictions]

The hosts're really goin' for it with the pointless carnage huh...

[constellationprize]

Ah, I see. Still -

Certainly that must be alright... After all, would you not say - that to die by our hand as they presently are is their sole privilege? Shall we go to find someone?

[cecilias]

[ Vibrating with barely contained uhhhhhhhh something, it's not really clear. There are way more eyes and wings than usual.

He's watching the scoreboard, but also the crowd. ]

[scattershot]

[Alisaie is waiting.

[Watching the board - she isn't quite certain for what. What, come as they have to this pass, would even begin to count as good news? Death and more death, bad to worse to, impossibly, worse again. Is it better to fall short and fail, or watch others fall in turn? She couldn't even begin to say.]

[onemoreknight]

[ Chivalry Luminosity is like,

kind of off-kilter? Obviously she's splattered with blood, but also her arms are crossed and she doesn't look nervous or distant like she usually does in situations like this.

She's just frowning, tail whipping with agitation as she stares at the names blacking out on the scoreboard.

Also she was wearing her regular armour earlier but now she's ??? in her spooky witch outfit???? weird. ]

Which one of them was it, I wonder? They'll be a good place to start.

[happydreamed]

[There is a small grey dragon here. Aside from the bloodstains on its chest - and honestly, there are a lot of people here with a lot more blood on them - it might even look somewhat cute.

It's probably fine if you pet it. What's the worst that could happen.]

[happydreamed]

[Alisaie is now +1 small grey dragon bumping its head into her hand. Give Pets.]

[scattershot]

--oh!

[That startles her out of her daze. She gazes down at the little creature, the surprise on her face melting into a smile as she reaches down to rest a hand on his head.]

Hello.

[Who is this? It must be someone she knows.]

This is an awful game, isn't it?

[happydreamed]

[It nods before rubbing its head against her hand with an audible purr. Pets Achieved, Very Good.

He could turn back, but then less people would pet him. So this is better.]

[onlydeadends]

[His neck has been bandaged now, in strips of cut-up bathrobe; his mask has been wiped clean of blood]

[He stands silent and immobile, staring up at the roster to watch the names, mask rendering his expression unreadable]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He steps out into the courtyard after a long while, henshin decidedly more battered; he's taken some hard hits, but he's still standing, and that's the important thing]

[First things first: time to immediately scans the crowd for his important people, checking to see what state everyone's in]

[happydreamed]

[Hard to tell who this one is, although the fact that it's a gray dragon might be a clue. Also a possible tell is the way it comes right up to Hurricane and begins bumping its head into his hand. Give Pats.]

[sagescion]

[Alphinaud will definitely either sit beside small dragon friend or pick him up if allowed.]

I'm sorry that this is your first game. Mine was quite similar to this.

[happydreamed]

[Picking up definitely allowed and encouraged! He nuzzles a little against his shoulder, before giving an exaggerated shrug. It Is What It Is.]

[romanticlove]

[Once she's done her fight-]

What was that you were saying before about being responsible for what happens...?

[Thanks she hates it.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Small drgaon friend?]

[This isn't Zhongli, though... is this Doctor?]

[Petting it, very carefully]

[sagescion]

[He finds it actually quite cute. Like holding a lizard or something.]

I do worry that the entire board will be red before long.

[Just going to sit here and pet his new emotional support dragon.]

[scattershot]

[It's comforting - mayhap for the both of them - which, if she's honest with herself, she badly needed. Alisaie rubs the creature's head, and tries to think about nothing but that.

[Why is there blood on this dragon. Why is there a dragon at all...?

[She has a theory, and it's an uncomfortable one, but she tests it anyway.]

Doctor?