Imeeji Idol Productions

[ At some point, D.Va will be receiving a text: ]

happy☆day: It has begun, it has begun!

[ And then a pin is dropped on her map, indicating the Escape Room. There are no further texts. ]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a manor.

You're wearing bloodstained (but fancy!) versions of your uniforms, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME% in the year %CONTEMPORARY%+1. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing the results of a recent attempt at revolt in a city in %COUNTRYNAME%: worker’s success at managing a nearby gold mine led to dreams of every man being a king - the revolutionaries may have been successful had it not been for a concurrent jailbreak and mass slaughter putting local authorities on alert, buying time for military intervention - the town was nearly leveled to the ground, with few survivors.

But you seem to remember - you survived, didn’t you? In fact, you were one of the rioters.

...Also, below the main headline about the failed revolution, there's something about Those Who Crave Hands? Huh.

Anyways, you've got marketing to do! ]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a car.

You're wearing a time-worn, windblown version of your uniforms, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME% in the year %CONTEMPORARY%+1. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing the results of a recent attempt at revolt in a city in %COUNTRYNAME%: worker’s success at managing a nearby gold mine led to dreams of every man being a king - the revolutionaries may have been successful had it not been for a concurrent jailbreak and mass slaughter putting local authorities on alert, buying time for military intervention - the town was nearly levelled to the ground, with few survivors.

But you seem to remember - you survived, didn’t you?

...Also, below the main headline about the failed revolution, there's something about Those Who Crave Hands? Huh.

Anyways, you've got marketing to do! ]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a car.

You're wearing raggedy versions of your uniform/servant uniforms, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME% in the year %CONTEMPORARY%+1. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing the results of a recent attempt at revolt in a city in %COUNTRYNAME%: worker’s success at managing a nearby gold mine led to dreams of every man being a king - the revolutionaries may have been successful had it not been for a concurrent jailbreak and mass slaughter putting local authorities on alert, buying time for military intervention - the town was nearly levelled to the ground, with few survivors.

But you seem to remember - you survived, didn’t you?

...Also, below the main headline about the failed revolution, there's something about Those Who Crave Hands? Huh.

Anyways, you've got marketing to do! ]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in an opera house.

You're wearing servant uniforms, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME% in the year %CONTEMPORARY%+1. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing the results of a recent attempt at revolt in a city in %COUNTRYNAME%: worker’s success at managing a nearby gold mine led to dreams of every man being a king - the revolutionaries may have been successful had it not been for a concurrent jailbreak and mass slaughter putting local authorities on alert, buying time for military intervention - the town was nearly levelled to the ground, with few survivors.

But you seem to remember - you survived, didn’t you?

...Also, below the main headline about the failed revolution, there's something about Those Who Crave Hands? Huh.

Anyways, you've got marketing to do! ]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a normal, quaint forested cottage.

You're wearing a regular version of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME% in the year %CONTEMPORARY%+1. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing the results of a recent attempt at revolt in a city in %COUNTRYNAME%: worker’s success at managing a nearby gold mine led to dreams of every man being a king - the revolutionaries may have been successful had it not been for a concurrent jailbreak and mass slaughter putting local authorities on alert, buying time for military intervention - the town was nearly leveled to the ground, with few survivors.

But you seem to remember - you survived, didn’t you? Well, except the bomb that blew up in some of your faces after you ran off to %CONTINENT NAME%.

...Also, below the main headline about the failed revolution, there's something about Those Who Crave Hands? Huh.

Anyways, you've got marketing to do! ]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a run-down one-room shack, with the distinct feeling that the people around you are your family, if you didn't already have such a bond with them.

You're wearing raggedy versions of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME%, in the year %CONTEMPORARY%. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing a recent high-profile murder having been solved: despite confusion on the part of the authorities conducting the initial investigation, it turns out the victim had been tragically murdered via gun in the knife.

What do you do? ]