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Taisho Roman Revolution
[ You spill out of the elevator into a Pentagram Chamber— the elevator is gone when you look back.
It's a Pentagram Chamber. As in, it is a chamber with the markings of a pentagram - or several pentagrams, rather. One takes up the whole wall, unrecognizable runes drawn upon it in what looks like blood, with an accompanying circle. The second, matching circle sits on the ground, where a rock slab sits in the middle. Put two and two together: clearly, the ground's circle is where you put the sacrifice in, and the wall circle's where whatever you summoned comes. . . out. Probably.
There's a shovel in this room, sitting in the corner; dirt tracks from the chamber to the singular entrance and exit.
This room is hot. It’s disgustingly hot. The taste of iron lingers in your mouth even though it has become completely dry. You try to catch your breath in that thick, sticky air that permeates the room, but every gasp only brings a gurgling sensation in your throat. You desire to reach out, but you feel as if you cannot move. .
You feel lonely. As you look around, you swear you catch glimpses of others around you. If you lose your sanity, or are damaged too far, the sensation will overwhelm you.
A crystal ball sits on the rock slab.
A readout on your phone tells you the rules and displays the sanity goal (explore rooms) and your traitor goal (drink the blood of your victim, before or after killing them) as well as the item that you've been given (crystal ball). It looks like nothing is stopping you from committing the traitor goal even while you're sane, if you wish to.
There is one exit: East. ]
It's a Pentagram Chamber. As in, it is a chamber with the markings of a pentagram - or several pentagrams, rather. One takes up the whole wall, unrecognizable runes drawn upon it in what looks like blood, with an accompanying circle. The second, matching circle sits on the ground, where a rock slab sits in the middle. Put two and two together: clearly, the ground's circle is where you put the sacrifice in, and the wall circle's where whatever you summoned comes. . . out. Probably.
There's a shovel in this room, sitting in the corner; dirt tracks from the chamber to the singular entrance and exit.
This room is hot. It’s disgustingly hot. The taste of iron lingers in your mouth even though it has become completely dry. You try to catch your breath in that thick, sticky air that permeates the room, but every gasp only brings a gurgling sensation in your throat. You desire to reach out, but you feel as if you cannot move. .
You feel lonely. As you look around, you swear you catch glimpses of others around you. If you lose your sanity, or are damaged too far, the sensation will overwhelm you.
A crystal ball sits on the rock slab.
A readout on your phone tells you the rules and displays the sanity goal (explore rooms) and your traitor goal (drink the blood of your victim, before or after killing them) as well as the item that you've been given (crystal ball). It looks like nothing is stopping you from committing the traitor goal even while you're sane, if you wish to.
There is one exit: East. ]
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Shu...?
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. . .
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— he snaps out of it. ]
Fox!? You— it is far too soon for you to be out of the dorm, what are you doing here, of all places!
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This is the second time I have been summoned here today. Apparently there is no respite allowed when the Producers have seen fit to make everyone relive their personal hells.
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... before, I encountered Hiryuu--Heart Soldier's starting room is not far from ours. She was... deeply disturbed about all of this. Later, I met with Tatsuya on Bad End, as well as Joker... they must all be reliving the terrible things that have happened here. I can only imagine how painful it must be to be here again.
But... you are not alone. You do not have to walk this path by yourself. We are... family, are we not?
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But in truth, you are all precious to me. I would rather suffer alone, if it could protect you from horror, but— if there is no protecting you, if we are all to be broken upon the wheel of fate, then I will content myself with knowing we have walked hand in hand all this time.
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With you, Shu, I would do so gladly.
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Then let us walk for as long as we are able, before the gallows floor drops from beneath us and we are left no choice but to swing.
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[fox holds shu's hand firmly for the time being]
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