001 ▸ action & video

[trabryu]

[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?

Comments

[strategised]

People have been here years and they still don't know the answer to that question. [ It was frustrating, to say the least, but she also feels a little reassurance in telling him: don't try to work it all out on the first day here, it will take time to sink in. ]

[trabryu]

Seriously? Shit...

[ They've been here years, she said. That's the situation that could've happened to him had no one decided to make a move back in the 'killing game' situation he was from previously. This isn't worse, but not any better. ]

But, there's a forest beyond the mansion, right? Where does that lead to?

[ He didn't get to explore further than the skirts of it because he was too exhausted last night, but surely... there's something else here other than this mansion right? He'll go bonkers if he has to stay indoors all the time like this! ]

[strategised]

I don't think anyone's made it far enough in to find out.

[ It had to lead somewhere, but everyone she'd spoken to who'd ventured in there had soon had their progress impeded by the thickness of the trees. ]

[trabryu]

Aah?! That makes no fucking sense. No one's tried gettin' out of here before or somethin'?!

[ There must be something out there! If no one's gotten that far, that just means he's gotta find out himself. He's had enough of being locked down in one place! He needs to be out there, speeding through the streets and the cool wind of night! He needs to feel the exhilarating thrill of life! ]

Don't you wanna get away from here?

[strategised]

Of course I do! [ Although with most of her team here, it was less of a priority for her to leave than it was for many of those stuck in Wonderland. ] Plenty of people have tried, but there seems to be no getting out of here, no way that we can control, anyway. People leave all the time, but it seems to be at random.

[trabryu]

[ Well, he didn't mean out of Wonderland per se because... that'll be some sticky problem in itself, but he just wants to, like, uh. Explore around? Beyond what's here.

Then again, putting it in that way also makes him realise that shit, wait, he isn't here for fun... He just put his own priorities ahead all over again without thinking much, didn't he? At that, he falls quiet, palming the back of his head. ]

. . .

Say, are the stuff apart from the events harmless here?

[strategised]

For the most part you're safe here if there isn't an event going on. Though there's always the Mirrors. I haven't encountered them myself, but I've heard enough warnings that I don't want to.

[trabryu]

[ Goddammit, what the fuck else is that?! He clicks his tongue in annoyance. ]

What kinda warning?

[strategised]

[ She hesitates, knowing this would probably sound crazy even with everything else he'd learned about Wonderland. ]

From what I've gathered, there's another mansion on the other side of the mirrors. And there's a version of each of us there, a twisted version. They came over to this side a month or so before I arrived, it sounds like everyone suffered very badly.

[trabryu]

[ Yeah no, that sounds fucking insane. How many more times will it make him yell out 'the fuck's wrong with this place'?! ]

Holy shit...

[ Whether she's making it up or not, that's still so fucked up. How twisted can a twisted version of him be? Fuck, even he himself would be terrified.

Mondo begins scanning through whatever resemble the mirrors around them ー the windows. From the way she said it, if it was true anyway, it seemed like they could just jump in anytime, like how the events are at random. Now he's begun to wonder if this life's actually worse than the one 'back home'. He falls silent once again in his attempts to sort out his thoughts, if that's even possible. He's been asking for and getting too much information, more than he can process at a time, since the morning. ]

[strategised]

I know, it's a lot to take in.

[ And to give him credit, Makoto thought he was taking it pretty well, all things considered. ]

Just remember that all of us were new once. We know what you're going through and we're here to help.

[trabryu]

[ He's trying, he really is. He knows just how pointless it can be to reject the truth when it's put in front of you, no matter how much you don't want to believe it. Of course, he can't trust anything he doesn't see, but what he's seen so far... ] Eh? [ Is it just him or the people here've been so weirdly... kind? So far, anyway. He couldn't eliminate his wariness with a simple reassurance like that, but he couldn't deny either that it felt nice to hear. A sense of unity, of being in something together. He hasn't felt that in a while now. ] T... thanks. [ His mouth gapes, attempts of saying 'same goes for you' gets swallowed down again. He's still unsure. ] I'll, uh. See you around, then. [ If this chick really isn't harmful in the end, she does seem like a reliable ally. That much, he can give to her for now. ]