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entranceway2017-08-22 02:27 pm
trabryu) wrote in entranceway2017-08-22 02:27 pm
001 ▸ action & video
[ACTION] CLOSED ▸ SAYAKA MAIZONO (SPOILERS WITHIN!)
ENTRANCE HALL - DAY 1 22:30
ENTRANCE HALL - DAY 1 22:30
[ (Continuation from the third-person sample.)
Afterlife.
That's the only way to rationalise what Mondo sees here. A realistically bright blue sky within a huge mansion, a place so strange it must've only existed in the world of dreams. There's no way you can see the sky from the first floor, if this is the first floor as he assumed. Even with that aside, this whole place just gives him some unpleasant vibes, not to mention the smell of incense.
It can't be a dream, dead people don't see dreams. He was supposed to be dead, after all. The reason why he felt nothing was because... well, whatever those electric noises he heard were, the voltage was probably so high his body couldn't take it, and he immediately died. Yeah. Makes sense to him.
So him being able to move around right now, unscathed, can only mean one thing.
He's in hell.
He never believes the existence of afterlife, let alone heaven and hell. But here he is, alive and kicking after execution. There's no way he's in heaven, he killed someone ー heck, two people. His own friend, and his own brother, at that. It's only right that he's roasted to death perpetually. Scary as that sounds, it might make him feel slightly better. Maybe.
Though, this place sure isn't what he imagined hell to look like, even if the eerie silence is creepy in its own right.
His eyes scan through the room, finding themselves following the candles lighting the area. Heh, he's got it. They gonna drop and set the whole space into fire, right? He'll wait, then. There's no point running away when he has no way to hide. With his eyes closed, Mondo folds his arms in front of his chest, waiting for the 'true punishment' to befall him. ]
[VIDEO] OPEN ▸ ALL
HIS ROOM - DAY 2 09:00
HIS ROOM - DAY 2 09:00
[ Unless you're a heavy sleeper, you might have heard thunderous noises from the video transmission in the middle of night last night. (Note: Please read the first-person sample only and don't scroll up if you want to avoid DR spoilers!) Before anyone could respond, the video transmission cut off last night, and he would've missed any responses until now since the palm pilot was switched off following the violent throw.
Miraculously, when he tries to switch it back on, it's still working. It's a lot more resilient than it seems, and Mondo's 'considerably' calmer after a good night's rest. He's aware that there must be some use to this device, and after fiddling with it for a while, he attempts to do another video transmission. ]
Uh, so. Can anyone tell me why we're here? How do... things work 'round here?
[ He's not looking right at the camera, simply because he doesn't know how front camera works, but his glare is very... glaring. Agitation is still there, and it's pretty obvious. His pompadour is a splendid corncob now as opposed to last night's rather disheveled state.
Does he know how to turn off the transmission without throwing the phone? Looks like someone needs to give him some 101.
Anyway, a few options for this prompt:
a) send him a video response of last night's chaos, shout at him back for waking you up in the middle of nothing, tell him to calm down, etc;
b) go on video call with/send video response to him following the morning transmission;
c) text in response;
d) wildcard, which means... GET WILD! ]
[ACTION] OPEN ▸ ALL
HALLWAYS - DAY 2 12:00
HALLWAYS - DAY 2 12:00
[ A relatively big (187cm or 6ft 1.6inch) young man will be wandering around, trying to figure out where is what. He still has a scowl on his face, but isn't going to eat you if you talk to him. At least not right away... he's pretty hungry. If you're Kiyotaka Ishimaru, he's gonna bolt the shit out of there moments after he spots you. If you're not, then congrats, he might talk to you for a bit. In fact, he might just start the conversation if you don't. (Feel free to start the conversation and not use this prompt!) ]
Hey. Y'know where the dining room's at? We can eat for free?
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Though the fact that Maizono is here clears up where they are at now, the lighthearted air she has around her clouds it over again. What, so if you die, you get to continue life here or something? Mondo messes up his already disheveled locks even more. ]
Shit man, the fuck's going on...
[ More than anyone, he's aware that thinking isn't his forte. He won't figure anything out even if he tries to make up theories as to why this thing is that way, that's not his area of expertise. Even then, asking her about it... does he want to hear the answer in the first place? Does he really need the confirmation that he is, indeed, dead?
He clicks his tongue loudly. ]
Say, Maizono.
[ Her jogging attire aside... ]
This place... isn't Earth, right?
[ What a roundabout way to ask. Even when he's gotten this far, he still can't overcome his weakness. Pathetic. ]
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I-I'm sure this is really confusing for you, but I'll do my best to answer any questions you might have.
[There were a lot of worries going through her mind; she couldn't imagine what Mondo thought of her after that revelation of what happened back home. She honestly wouldn't blame him if he didn't trust her, he had every reason not to.
For now, she needed to not think about that. Even if things were going to be super awkward, she wanted to help him in anyway she could. He was still her classmate and someone that she knew from their original world.
She shakes her head in response.]
You're right, it's not. Um, we're in a place called Wonderland.
[The way he asked her was a little strange and she had some questions about that, but she decides to just disregard that. He was obviously confused so she didn't want to put too much thought into his wording, since he obviously had no idea what was going on.]
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Wonderland? What kind of a sick joke... The hell's with that stupid-sounding name?! This ain't some amusement park!
[ This can't be an amusement park, nor can it be a Monokuma plan. Because, Maizono and him are... ]
Aren't we...
[ He grits his teeth.
There's no other way. He has to ask this straight to the point. ]
...Look, this is the afterlife, right?
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[Not wanting to make any assumptions or anything, but does Mondo even read? In retrospect, that probably wasn't the best of examples.
Just before she could figure out another way to explain this to him, she's immediately dead silent by his words.
Did he just say... we?
What does he mean by that? Even more so, before she could contemplate that, she's stunned to silence by the next thing he says. She was going to end up dead back home, so it would make sense that he would think that. But for some reason, she can't shake off what he said to her earlier in regards to 'we'. Did someting happen to him back home? Surely not? She was already dead in Ishimaru's time period and he didn't say anything in regards to Mondo. So he should still be fine...
... Right?]
N-No. I know this might seem strange but I can promise you, this isn't the afterlife.
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[ Look at his face, woman, is this a face of someone who's got all the care and patience to... fuck reading, watch those kinda girly shit? Yeah, guess not. Alright, at least he admits he's heard of that title before somewhere, but as for what it's all about? No fucking clue.
But he's not gonna ponder that too much, he's got no time to worry about the setting when a more crucial problem is shoved to his face. Right about now. ]
...What? But you and Iー [ ... ] How does that work, the hell. The fuck is this place, then?
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As much as she didn't want to think this; it really didn't surprise her to hear that. She wanted to give you some benefit of the doubt Oowada!!! Welp, it's not like this version of Wonderland was just like the books.
She continued to listen to him, another thing he said stuck out to her.
You and I.
What on earth could he possibly mean by that? Her suspicions were beginning to grow and she couldn't deny that she had a terrible feeling growing inside her.]
This is going to sound weird, but the best way to describe this place is that it's a world of it's own. It pulls in people from different universes and different time periods.
not a gagtag
Yeah no, you lost him.
The poor ball of hair is getting even messier with every answer from Maizono, and he isn't even sure about trusting her at this point. Is this whole thing just his imagination? Is he just trying to distract himself from the execution? A dream? Does he even want to wake up from it? If he wakes up from it, where will he go to? His heart palpitate faster after each thought, suffocating him, drowning him deeper in the sea of apprehension.
A different world... People from different universes, people from different time periods... ]
AAAAGHH, GODDAMMIT!!
[ His holler echoes through the hall. Heavy pants leave his lips as he struggles to regulate it. His hands desperately cling to the sides of his head.
Fuck this shit! What the fuck's going on?! Why is this not afterlife? Why is he here?! Why is Maizono here?! They're both supposed to be dead! Dead!! Not alive!! Not breathing!! ]
THAT IMAGE THOUGH, I was gonna say that THIS WAS A FAST GAGTAG
Plus, she was still bothered by the few things he said earlier.]
Oowada-kun...
[From his point of view, it's understandable to be upset. Especially if the first person that you run into in this strange world is dead.
Thinking about it causes Sayaka's eyes to downcast. To any of her other future classmates that might show up, she would always be that girl who tried to murder someone and died. She didn't have a home to return to.]
I-I'm sorry. I know that this must be difficult to listen to, but it's the truth.
[The truth. Coming from her, she realized that it probably sounded hypocritical.]
i couldn't resist ;)
With that thought, he looks at Maizono again, and once again reminded of how casual she seems, like she has never died before and just doing her everyday life routine, like she's totally used to the things here. ]
How long've... you been here?
[ He's not shouting anymore, no, but his voice is trembling in dangerous agitation. ]
you are the most evil and greatest pup
His question causes her to grow silent. She full well knew that her answer was going to make things even more confusing for him. Honestly, she did feel really bad about this, because she felt like she was making things even more puzzling for him. Just her presence was enough for him to feel distressed.
She hated the mere thought of causing someone to feel distressed, but considering what she did back home, it was totally understandable.]
I've been here 8 months, now.
but you lov me u3u
Maizono was dead a couple of days ago. And yet she's been here for eight fucking months?! Look, he's not the sharpest tool in the shed, but that's not how it works?! He at least knows that it's illogical. Is she even the Maizono he knows? Is this, like what he thought earlier, just an illusion? ]
...Fuck this shit. I'm outta here.
[ He doesn't take any longer to dash out of the entrance, towards the garden. Aimless sprint it may be, but he can't stand lingering there any longer. ]
I DO uvu I hope this tag expresses my love for you
Of course he didn't want to deal with her, why would he want to bother with someone like her? Someone who was willing to betray her whole class for her own freedom. He had every reason to not trust her, and even hate her.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I can understand why you would never forgive me.
Those were the words she wanted to tell him, but even though she tried so hard to yell out the words that were in her mind; she found herself being unable to.
As she continued to watch him leave, she wanted to say something. However, she couldn't. As much as she wanted to stop him and say something, she was scared. She was frightened to hear the words "I hate you" come out from someone's mouth. This made her realize that even though she's trying to become a better person, she still had a long ways to go. Would she ever become the person that she hoped she could be? With the help of her friends she's made here, she felt like she could. But now, she wasn't so certain anymore.
Tears begin to fall down the sides of her face. As much as it hurt, she understood that she fully deserved any sort of scorn from her classmates. In their eyes, they probably saw her as a traitor that gave in to despair way too easily.
When he's gone, she quickly begins walking back to her own room. The last thing she wanted was for someone to witness her crying in the entrance hall.]