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[Ended] Ōmagatoki
Forum-Index → Roleplay → [Ended] ŌmagatokiHanako skipped up to them, her, and said excitedly, "Hihi!!"
✿ Where there are bees there are flowers ✿
✿ And wherever there are flowers, there is new life and hope ✿
✿ And wherever there is new life and hope, there is love, and someone there ✿
❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
✿ Where there are bees there are flowers ✿
✿ And wherever there are flowers, there is new life and hope ✿
✿ And wherever there is new life and hope, there is love, and someone there ✿
❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
Lucian Arbred's POV
...but how could he condemn anyone? He shivered.
...he had to. But who?
They couldn't just pretend everything was fine like this. They had to figure this out...
Somehow.
He sighed and headed over to Athena, shaking his head.
"...I hate to interrupt. We have a pressing problem." He lowered his head.
"...I wish we were here, just to make friends. But we have a problem to figure out. Otherwise, innocent people might die."
But hey, she would rather meet everyone before someone was killed.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
Lucian Arbred's POV
"...I suppose you're right, though. I'm Lucian Arbred."
...he frowned.
Of course innocent people died every day.
...Lucian knew that better than anyone.
But, still. He didn't have to say something so... Remarkably...
...
No, it was alright. Lucian's feelings weren't of any significance.
"...not necessarily rid ourselves. But you're right that that is a fact."
What a strange assortment of people this was... Did all of them have anything in common?
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
It'd be an understatement to say that Idris was only a little confused. There was talk of murder and execution.
How fun.
Oddly, some people seemed to be overly-enthusiastic about this whole thing. Was everyone introducing themselves to each other? Making friends?
Idris scoffed. That was a terrible thing to do.
Don't get too attached.
Someone important told him that, long ago, and he always stuck to that. That was his secret.
Screw introducing himself, he shook his messy hair so it'd cover his eyes and started to glance at each stranger, protected by a shield of thick, dark curls.
Idris heard snippets of conversation here and there, mostly names.
He heard...
Athena.
Artemis.
Lucian.
Hanako.
Setsuna.
Mei.
None of them looked or sounded remotely interesting so Idris stuck to his plan of complete solitude.
What about-
S-O-L-I-T-U-D-E, Idris. No people. Things always go wrong, remember?
Oh yeah, and the weird disembodied voice.
That was weird.
He sighed, wondering how long all of this would take before everyone dropped down dead.
If he was in charge, he'd kill everyone on the first day.
Killing....mmm...
How he longed to feel the cool blade of a knife again.
Preferably not being used against him but, hey ho, Idris wasn't choosy.
Idris sat, and waited, for something even remotely interesting to happen.
Death didn't scare him anymore.
Elehah tsk's, he knew no one here, nor does he plan on knowing anyone. Afterall, you never know, for a moment you might be befriending a friend, and the next that so-called friend would be killing you next.
She walked up to the podium and wrote a name down.
Paiyoon Ji.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
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The rambling brought about from those three chatterboxes caused her eyes to roll an unhealthy amount, possibly a few scoffs were mixed in here and there. Sharing names? Really? These idiots were already getting attached, they were quite possibly doing the dumbest thing anyone could be doing in this situation. The fact that she was stuck in here with a bunch of emotional, chattering idiots didn't give her much faith. Sure, Mei didn't particularly care about the outcome of this, but she didn't want it to be boring and cheesy.
Well, at least some people here seemed to have a brain. That Artemis dude, who seemed to care more about his watch than anything, piqued her interest. A few others around her seemed to prefer staying silent, observing the crowd rather than getting involved.
Mei crossed her arms and sighed, eying all the individuals around as the voice with no origin spoke once again. God... It was starting to get annoying, honestly. Sadly it didn't seem to have a name, otherwise the girl would write it down for the s**ts and giggles and get things over with.
She found this conversation not worth her time in the slightest, so she remained silent and instead went up to the podiums and wrote a name down.
Hanako Yatsutake
Honestly she had no other reason to write their name down other than the fact that Mei found her annoying and worthless
System Messages
All characters may speak during the day. They may also choose to condemn a character to the Extermination Room.
"Ahem! The sun is setting, better finalize your votes! We are now entering a period of time called the Limited Phase, and you will no longer be able to change your vote if you have voted."
Whoever was unlucky has to be executed.
He frowned, he didn't like this game, nor would he think anyone in the right mind would. But he wasn't enough of a saint to vote for himself. He didn't like risks, much less risking himself for strangers that he doesn't even know.
Seemingly made up his mind of who the unlucky victim of his choosing is going to be, he wrote a name down.
Idris Kallikrates
He had no idea who this person was, nor did he have any plans to get close to them.
He didn't care enough about the other people to vote for them. To him, they were insignificant. It wasn't worth his time to even glance at them.
But he didn't want to lose just yet. For the slight chance that someone voted for him also, he re-thought his decision. Was it really worth it to throw his life away?
Lucian Arbred
He wrote.
Some random, weak name he heard whispered. He didn't care.
Idris Kallikrates
It was a name he ensured people would fear.
He should've written that, but a small voice told him no. Not just yet, it seemed to hiss.
Ugh.
If anyone had even a shred of intelligence in their thick skulls, they'd stay far away from him.
Although, looking at the strangers, they lacked everything necessary for survival.
How pathetic.
Lucian Arbred's POV
Would he throw his life away? For a bunch of strangers?
Undoubtedly, yes.
But... He could do more here if he was alive.
Reluctantly... He wrote Artemis's name.
I'm so sorry.
He didn't want to vote for anyone. And he had hardly any reason to suspect him, or anyone else here, of anything. But because of that comment Artemis had made, he figured it at least a slight possibility. It was best to go with whichever had even slightly more chance of being correct, rather than completely randomly.
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"Everything is going to be okay."