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[ACTION] CLOSED ▸ SAYAKA MAIZONO (SPOILERS WITHIN!)
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

[ 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

[ 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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[ Point. It's not like Mondo has a place to return to, anyway.

Though, 'different universes and times'? 'Events'? Dude's definitely not making this any easier for him! Mondo bites back his annoyance because as confused as he is, this guy seems like a sensible one who can give him some useful information. He's just... gonna heave out a loud puff of anxious sigh. Cigarettes help him a lot in these kind of times, but he's got none on him now, obviously. Not like he has the leeway for that even if he has some. ]

I heard some other chick mentioning about events, too. What are those?

[Minato figured that if some people wanted to go home, they should be able to, and everyone else who wanted to stay should get that chance. But Wonderland can be cruel in its own way, and the same way when it came to events sometimes too.]

We live through someone's memory for a few days, and that person loses a word or phrase associated with the memory. But it seems to be memories of home, not memories we make here.

[Which then implied that in the end if they stayed long enough, they'd end up like Alice or having thought that they always lived in Wonderland somehow.]

[ That's a lot to take in, and immediately sinks the pit of his stomach. If the chick from earlier wasn't lying to him, there shouldn't be a ruler, nor a mastermind here. So then, who pulls out these memories from home? And... doesn't it mean that that 'someone' can be him? Shit. The more information he gets, the more questions he has in mind. ]

Been here long? Did they ever take yours?

Not yet, and I've been here almost nine months this time around. A friend of mine has been here for over six years. He's lost about one per year.

[Not to sound alarming or anything. It was true though. Minato had been in and out of Wonderland a couple of times, while someone else he knew hadn't seen home in years. Others arrived for a month and then left. There was really no rhyme or reason to it.

In the meantime, as he explained, he showed him the Dining Room, opening the doors up and letting them both inside.]

Whatever food you think of, it'll appear.

[ 'Not yet'. Mondo sure doesn't like the sound of that. If someone has lost one per year, it just heightens the chance of his memory being shared to everyone here. Shit, he can't have that. Even if this isn't Earth, that's...

Wait up, did he say 'this time around'? ]

Yoー

[ Bad timing. They've arrived at the Dining Room, and his attention is immediately shoved in as the doors open. It's pretty much what he vaguely pictured with the running theme that's going on in the mansion, at least from what he's seen of it. Not what he's used to for sure, but ain't something out of this world or whatever. ]

ーHah?

[ One chick did mention something like... the closet can grant his wishes. But that's just fucking stupid. There's no way, right? Surely this dude's just pulling his leg? ]

...Heh. C'mon, man.

[Minato walked over to one of the tables, indicating to it. It was clearly unoccupied and empty, but a second later, a plate of takoyaki appeared there. It's just what he thought of at the moment.]

Like that. Try one.

[Minato did since he was here already and he shouldn't waste the food. Plus it was on his mind, so might as well indulge himself a little. Plus it was to prove the food was edible. And to follow up:]

This is my third time here. But I don't remember the last two times.

[ What the fuck?! ]

What the fuck!

[ He has to voice that out because... what the fuck. When the dude tells him to try one, he doesn't immediately go for it. Instead, he waits for him to have a bite, just to be sure it's not some trap. He can't be too careful, now.

Seeing that nothing strange seems to be happening, Mondo takes one too, ready to pop it in his mouth. But what the guy said stop his motions completely. ]

Here as in this dining room?

[ What, so he'll lose his memory after eating the food here? ]

I mean being in Wonderland. People come and go all the time. And you can eat that.

[Minato gestured at the takoyaki in the other boy's hand and knew that he had to do a better job at explaining things. That's what happened when he didn't really use very many words in the first place, which then didn't lend itself to great and elaborate explanations.]

I'm Minato, by the way. And you?

[Get that taken care of first, then explanations.]

[ Oh. Okay. That gave him a fright.

Then, can heー Alright! Pop goes the first ball of grease into his mouth and...

Well, what do ya know. That's takoyaki, for sure. He's supposedly in a different world now, but the food tastes nothing different to what he's accustomed to eating, ha. He's given up trying to reason with everything here. Who fucking cares anymore, it tastes good and he's gonna eat. ]

Ohpー [ Welp, gonna swallow that first. ] ...Oowada. Mondo Oowada.

[ Yeah whatever, this dude's shown him the way to the dining room ー as much as the mechanics is still mind-boggling ー he can have his name. ]

Minato what? You don't got any last name?

[ Unless that's his last name? If so, that's a pretty darned rare one. ]

[Someone else who was Japanese. Good to know. Wonderland had a minor penchant for pulling people from Japan, or some kind of Japan. That could be a good thing though.
Or Minato thought it was since he could feel like there were more of them in it all together.]

Arisato. It's nice to meet you, Oowada.

[Then Minato gestured over to a mirror.]

Just remember there'll be someone on the other side who looks like us but won't act like us.

[ Arisato. Yeah, he'll go with that, it feels weird calling someone with their first name when they just got to know each other. Maybe if that person's a foreigner but it seemed like this dude came from Japan, too, if the name's any indication. ]

Yeah.

[ Come to think of it, hasn't he been communicating with a couple of... 'foreigners'? There was one guy from America, one... robot, and one monster. Didn't they communicate without a problem? How the hell did that work again? He's goddamn sure he can't converse in English, or whatever language they speak.

Yeah, what language were they talking in? He can't seem to recall.

The gesture Minato did shatters Mondo's focus on his thoughts, eyes immediately following where it's being led towards. ]

...!

[ That's what... that one chick told him too. ]

I heard. 'Twisted version', was it?

[ So far, it seems like most of the information he's been getting are accurate, seeing as the next person he met somehow confirmed the fact like how Arisato did just now. But it also made this whole confirmation stuff seem like a set up. ]

You met yours?

[ Still, if it's true, it won't pass off as a simple joke. Like, imagine a twisted version of that furry creature he met earlier. Just by its size alone, crushing them into pieces seems entirely possible. Ugh, the thought of it... he doesn't feel like eating all that much anymore.

He thought, while still popping another takoyaki in his mouth. ]

Sort of. They can write on the mirrors to communicate, but I haven't seen him.

[In some way, it was like he didn't have to because obviously they would look the same. But one reason he would like to meet him is to see how different he really was. Scrawled messages on a mirror didn't tell him everything ever about someone.

He took one more takoyaki and then thought to leave the rest to Mondo if he wanted them.]

They don't cross over often. If you don't want them to see or hear something, break the mirrors in the place you're in. The mansion will repair it in an hour or so.

Holy fuck...

[ Write to communicate, this some horror shit or somethin'? That's hella freaky! He stares at Arisato in disbelief, listening to him while popping another takoyaki like it will ease off the creeped out feeling.

And then the other teen suddenly brings a point that interests Mondo very much. ]

No consequences for punching them?

[ There's no glint in his eyes. You're imagining it. ]

[That look. Minato didn't mind. Violence is not the answer. Violence is the question and the answer is yes, apparently.]

Whatever they choose to do back to you.

[Some of them were capable of more than what meets the eye. Some looked human and weren't, some had magical powers, something like that.]

I wouldn't worry too much about them now. Is the food good, by the way?

[He thought to ask in the meantime, if just to keep Mondo from going off on any mirrors right this second.]

[ Well that's... a very effective way to diffuse Mondo's urge from punching all the mirrors. He hasn't even met his own 'twisted' version yet, but he knew that it? he? won't just let it slide. And here he was thinking some consequences from the mansion's head or somethin'. Fortunately, he knows better than to mess with the unknowns. So while Minato's distraction isn't necessary, it helps to get him talking again. ]

ーUh, yeah. It's aight.

[ And two cotton candies pop out before them as he speaks.

Okay, so, he definitely thought of them for a bit, but not the colours, he would try to argue. Blue in front of Minato, pink in front of him. ]

There.

[ Payback for the takoyaki. ]

[At least the food was passable. It worked and kept them alive. When he thought of that, he had to think about how to bring up being alive at all here.

But before he could get into that, he saw the cotton candy appear right in front of him.

Minato smiled. That was nice of Mondo to do.]

Thank you.

[Minato never thought about having cotton candy here. Good call. And it was definitely good since he took a bite of it and tried it.]

I do have to tell you one more thing about being here though.

Ah?

[ That caught him off-guard, especially since he was just doing it as a payback. ]

Uh, yeah. 's nothin'.

[ His free hand reaches up to the back of his head as his gaze trails off elsewhere. Dammit, he's the one who's supposed to say thanks here! Now he's lost the timing to since Minato's moved on to another topic, and it's one that sounds pretty concerning. He doesn't have a good feeling about this. ]

Tell me.

[Food is awesome and Minato loves food of all kinds. It was the best way to pay him back too and he was grateful in any case, especially since he hadn't expected it. It was really nice.

After taking another taste of the cotton candy and letting that melt away, Minato nodded and then well, though the cotton candy was sweet, the information he was going to give Mondo might not be. It depended, he thought.]

Death isn't permanent here. You die one time, you get brought back in a day. Second time, two days.

Don't wander out too far in the forest or out in the ocean because you'll end up dead too. You'll wake up in the mansion when you're alive again.

[ He knew there were more about the multiple deaths than simple resurrections. On your fifth death, five days, huh. It doesn't sound like a bad deal, no, but he guesses when you've got people who'll be upset about your disappearance, that'll get pretty darned sticky. Dealing with the deaths of someone you know, even if not permanent, ain't all that easy.

Anyway, it seems like his instincts to tag along with Arisato was right after all. Dude's definitely providing him with more contexts that he badly needs, and they come with strange reassurances that Mondo didn't even ask for. Even better, the next information Arisato chucked his way might've just helped him dodge a fatal bullet by a very slight margin. If Minato didn't tell him that, he was planning to explore the woods later today. ]

Shit, makes sense why that chick from earlier said no one knew what was beyond.

[ He grunts in aggravation, totally forgetting about his cotton candy despite swinging it lightly by its handle. ]

You think there's some place to go on a motorcycle ride 'round here?

[ Not that he knows how to get one, but. ]

Don't die five times. You lose something about your identity if you do.

[He thought he had to put that out there as well because while it was horrible to die once, with the way Wonderland worked, someone really could run the risk of dying yet again. He knew people who had died multiple times. No one else should have to die if they could help it.

Mondo did sound like he got some information already, which was good.]

Sure. Outside. Down the halls, if you want. Where's your bike?

[Just checking. Sometimes people ended up here with things that were with them.]

[ A precious memory, a part of you. There are many of those that Mondo will never want to let go as long as he lives. For that, he has to be careful with what he does here, and make sure he doesn't die. The latter would be such a foreign concept if he hadn't experienced the killing game back home. It's frightening how a mere week has changed his world views completely.

Not knowing what to say to that, he stays silent until Arisato answers his question. ]

Down the halls?! [ That's a joke, right? It's hard to tell with that deadpan look. ] Can't run down there, dude.

...Well, I've got no bikes with me now, but if the closet thing's true, maybe I can get parts of it and build it myself.

[ That gamer chick did say something about getting parts of an arcade game machine, so, worth trying. Outside, though... he might need to explore further later. ]

Got any place 'round here you recommend to drive on?

Mn, the halls go down for forever. The farther you are, the less people there will be.

[Minato hadn't gone down farther than about a hundred rooms, but there weren't a lot of people from what he could tell down there. If Mondo wanted to test out his motorcycle down that way, then Minato thought that would be a good place to do it. Minato thought he himself should check out the halls farther down too.

Building it yourself would work. You could go on the grass or rip up the hedge maze. It'll repair itself.

[ What the fuck, so it wasn't a joke?! ]

Seriously?!

[ But that... sorta... well. The idea's tempting. But so is the next one Minato's putting in his head. Why are you enabling him, Minato... ]

No consequences?

[ He needs to check, because maybe it comes with side dishes like the mirrors. ]

[Minato is the best--though maybe not intentionally? maybe?--at being a troll and an enabler.]

Not really. The hedge maze gets destroyed almost every night. By the next morning, it's as if nothing had ever happened to it.

[Minato knows about that, that's for sure.]

[ You're playing a dangerous game here, Minato. ]

Aight.

[ He seems sure. So Mondo will... just say this at least. ]

If you're lyin', I'm bringin' ya down with me. But, if you're not, I'll consider lettin' ya sit on my back seat.

[ An eye for an eye, ya feel? ]

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minato is too charming, i can't

aw thanks <3 Mondo is great and enthusiastic XD

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