Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2018-07-19 12:53 pm
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3 WAY PRISONER'S DILEMMA - sensitIV

[ The room you wake up in is barren. The floor, walls, and ceiling are all metal, and the only furnishings are a large television-sized touchscreen monitor and a massive pane of glass cutting through the room, separating Lucifel from the rest of the unit. You can beat against the glass as much as you like, but it won't break. Both the touchscreen monitor and the elevator doors are on the same side of the room as everyone but the hostage.

Once Mukuro finishes his intro spiel, the monitor display switches to a catalogue of pictures of flowers, each with their name, associated meaning, and a checkbox underneath them: ]
Amaryllis (Red&White) - Talkative
Baby's Breath - Purity of Heart
Calla Lily (White) - Maidenly Desire
Camellia (Red) - Perish with grace
Camellia (White) - Waiting
Cherry Blossom - Transience of all things
Foxglove - Insincerity
Hydrangea (Blue) - Heartlessness
Iris - Faithfulness
Lantana - Change of Heart
Marigold - Despair
Morning Glory - Willful promise
Mountain Laurel (Red) - Ambition
Oleander - Caution
Poppy (Red) - Fun-loving
Poppy (White) - Rejoice
Poppy (Yellow) - Success
Tulip (Red) - Fame/Charity/Trust
Yarrow (White) - Conflict
sancrimony: (♱ 006)

[personal profile] sancrimony 2018-07-21 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ startles, standing up straight ]

. . . Did that do anything?
rollwillpowercheck: Doujinshi by Leche. (Are we duct taping sharks together?)

[personal profile] rollwillpowercheck 2018-07-21 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[shakes his head slowly.]

Not even a scratch.
Edited 2018-07-21 00:42 (UTC)
sancrimony: (🕆 047)

[personal profile] sancrimony 2018-07-21 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ moving over to press his hand against the glass, where his shoe was ]

Ah. How unfortunate.
rollwillpowercheck: Doujinshi by Leche. (Not familiar with bucket-based combat.)

[personal profile] rollwillpowercheck 2018-07-21 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ducks his head and leans forward until his forehead's resting against the glass. he makes an inarticulate sound of frustration.]

This is-- this is low, even for them.