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Kickstart♥
A playlist for the first murderer, the one who kindly kickstarted our murder game…
Tenebrous Brother’s Carnival Act One
Dark Woods Circus [Off Vocal Music Box]
Tenebrous Brother’s Carnival Act Two
Tokyo Ghoul OP Unravel (Piano Cover)
For Your Entertainment Adam Lambert
Answer Lizz Cover
Hide And Seek 숨바꼭질 Lizz Cover
Connect PMMM OP Orchestra Version
Jojo | Ooops... | Attn: Everyone
And then suddenly, Jojo’s anger seems to be gone. Not completely, the remainder seems to be there because… she realizes she’s been caught. Jojo takes off her hat with her left hand and runs it delicately through her hair.
"Goodness, gracious! What a… lovely, bunch of people you all are! So pitiful, too! I join those ranks though, I couldn’t even act and lie my way out of this mess like I usually do. Oh my gosh… you guys are a hard bunch to fool! But, even a jester knows when to stop her tricks. Goodness, I applaud you all for seeing through this last minute make believe story! It wasn’t that hard, really, so don’t get too full of yourselves, but… still. Good on ya!"
Jojo smiles in a sick spite of herself, and begins to rock from siiide, to siiide, cheering herself up with muttering motivations under her breath and movement.
"My prank is over now. I did, indeed kill Ayaka-chan. But I am telling the truth when I say I had no motive… directly related to the darkness given to you guys. My sight is indeed, nearly all gone. Me and Ayaka-chan? We have the same disease, as I’ve stated. I killed her because I pitied her. I knew what her sight would be like, and damn it, I couldn’t stand knowing that she’d be as blind as me and then fully blind. It’s so… embarrassing, you know? Not being able to do something like the rest? Sure blind people can do a lot of things the seeing can but I just… didn’t believe she’d get far, you know? Put her out of the misery she didn’t know she had! So I offed the poor girl. Buh-bye! Have a nice life- er? Death? Kyahaha! But anyways. Charlotte, deary…"
Jojo grinned and let all the truths fly, fly, fly….
"You’ve really got some nerve! If you really liked me so much, you should’ve taken the fall for me. I mean, that’s what pitiful nervous girls like you do, right? Get manipulated by any sweet word ya hear and then follow a beck and call like a god damn puppy! I mean… yea, you’re real sweet, and for a moment there, when you defended me earlier, I’ll admit, I almost felt something like happiness! Joy! But, damn. I’ve been caught. Although, y’all are shit investigators. I bet you all didn’t even check rooms, or at least not many. There is some damn good pinpointing evidence in there that instantly links me to the murder- a camera, fuckin’ bloody too. My sink probably still has water and blood traces in it. God, ahahaha! Both the camera and the mace are from the mirror too, both are directly linked to the murder! God, you all are really stupid. Kyahahahahahhaa!"
Jojo’s words were getting crueler and crueler by the second. But was this really what she was like on the inside? Really? No, it couldn’t be. Even she had a defeated sad look. And her eyes were fixed on Charlotte the entire time Jojo ran her mouth about Charlotte. It seemed that each painful and spitting comment she made, seemed to hurt Jojo too. Even a cruel girl like Jojo can have a small crush.
That didn’t stop her from finishing off her final act.
"But really, I am the stupidest out of all of us, ain’t I? I mean, I made the first kill. There’s no doubt in this mind that more murders are going to occur but… I’m the first. God, you really have to be dumb to fall for this dumb trick! The jester was fooled! How pitiful is that!"
Jojo kicks her legs baaack, and fooorth… practically dancing while sitting on her podiuum.
"So pretty please, vote for me. I am the first murderer, after all. Go on! I’m not putting up any more fight, so those who haven’t voted yet, please lock in those votes for silly old me. But see! I’m not even angry anymore. Just disappointed in myself. I really should have lied better. Oh, and before any of you comment? Leave hateful comments inside those mouths of yours, ok? I’m taking questions and concerns! But hate will be cast aside. Kyaha!"
Each word and smile and insult Jojo is spitting out is a blatent lie and damn, it is ever showing on those tears rolling down her cheeks. It’s clear she is forcing those cruel words out of her mouth. But Jojo doesn’t want to go out all sad. She loved having a big show! So she’d make one herself. The show is herself and her stupidity. Charlotte would never forgive her, would she?
"I wouldn’t mind if you guys laughed at me, though."
Jojo | Don't Lose Your Head | Re: Charlotte
Jojo tilted her head at Charlotte in a questioning manner. Was she even phased once she got back to her podium? Well, yes. Anybody would at this point. Jojo is being yelled at. And damn straight she cringes, but after, she is desperately trying to regain any remnants of composure.
"You what, Charlotte? What were you going to call me! Why do you insist on doing stuff like this! Why are you going to such lengths to hide this thing! I can see less than you can! With a light source you could have easily found your way! None of us can be sure about whether or not you did, but there’s a chance and I’m betting my life on it! There is no other person I can see as the murderer other than you, Charlotte, so you must’ve found some way to carry the mace! Or did you manipulate somebody into doing it for you? Such a pitiful character, I bet you’d pull that off easily! But now, with all your false accusations, I think it’d be best that you leave.”
Jojo’s voice grew louder, and in the back of her mind, she knew she was saying horrible things to such a perfect girl. Perfect? Well, maybe not. But she was wonderful… and you Jojo, are prepared to lose that, aren’t you?
"You are the murderer! I have no motive to kill somebody, let alone the only other person I could relate to in this damn hell hole! Me and Ayaka-chan had something in common, and I bet you are the one who took her from me, aren’t you!? Just admit it already, killer! I’m sick and tired of cheering up lost causes!”
Jojo | Don't Talk About It, If You Do, I'll Cry | Re: Charlotte, Mention: Cat
Jojo heard the tears, and let out a long, long sigh. It was dull, and defeated in the sense that she didn’t want to hear that anymore.
R-i-i-i-i-i-i-p!
Another piece of the skirt gone. Jojo steps down from her podium, and finds her way to Charlotte slowly, ignoring anybody else in the courtroom. She looks down at Charlotte, and lightly taps her here, and there, looking for her hands. And she places yet another piece there. She doesn’t go much further though, she doesn’t move to wipe away the tears for Charlotte like she did last time. This time Jojo seems a bit detached from Charlotte, nervous.
"Please stop it… Stop crying…. I only want you to smile, deary. Dry those tears, Charlotte, but know that I am certainly no prince. I am just a jester, and I wish for you to live happily… or at least to the fullest, until the bitter end. I live for smiles, they sound… absolutely divine. So please, please just admit your crime, Charlotte. I’m sure you can go out easier that way…"
Jojo peers closer, so that she may see Charlotte. Up close and personal, the only way Jojo could faintly see something with a hint of detail. Jojo appears to be ignoring Cat.
"Even if it hurts, it’s better to tell the truth, right princess?"
Jojo leaves it at that, and finds her way back to her podium, resuming her position sitting up on it, keeping her eyes low.
Jojo | Pleading Innocent | Re: Emile, Aideen | Attn: Charlotte
Jojo placed her hands onto her podium, and looks down. She has closed her eyes. Marvel looked confused, and whined. But she shushed the dog as she thought things over. She was trying to compose herself but… hey, she was being accused. And not very nicely. So she raises her head and looks at Aideen, following her voice. She raised her hand for Emile- her hand was average size, close to the sketch. She leaned in close to see what her match was, and she tensed up when she saw the result… But then she continued on as if her only attention was towards Aideen, though she was technically speaking to everybody.
"Y’know… first of all, you can quit this interrogator act, miss. It’s really quite… well. I don’t want to say something mean in risk of being even more suspicious. Anyways… I’m going to try and clear my name now. Please, all of you. Listen to me, and please believe me…"
Jojo took in a deep breath, and let it out. She has done that a lot now. She’s trying to stay calm. Freaking out in this situation is unwise.
"Let start with the hand matching thing. For a Horror FX talent, it wouldn’t be hard to make a handprint look bigger, with blood, since you only need to smudge it in one direction, right? Plus she knows the general size of my hand- she was holding it, after all. Good eyes for that sort of thing, I’d guess. Charlotte seems capable of handling blood… shes in Horror FX after all… I can’t even handle blood, anyways. I didn’t even go near the scene or else I’d get sick. And surely somebody can’t be that nervous without it being an act, I mean. You gotta have some toughness to handle scary things… I believe Charlotte is the one lying, so just stop that tough act, miss.”
Very accusatory words there, Jojo. Can you get people to believe you though, is the question? Jojo’s calm demeanor was beginning to unravel, as she couldn’t gage people’s reactions via sight. She just had to continue.
"I believe… that Charlotte is trying a hand at framing me, rather than me framing her… I mean. To Charlotte, I’m a good target, aren’t I? I trust her, gave her shreds of my skirt that she could use to frame me with… I don’t think she’s forgetting the fourth shred at all! It surely had to be the one at the crime scene! I can navigate the dark well, considering it’s always like I’m in the dark. She knew that, I helped her, even! But…"
Jojo bit her lip, keeping her face low. She was beginning to shake, but like fucking hell she’d let people see her stress out like this. She hated the fact that she had to try and slip out of something like this! It was too cruel.
"I had no reason to respond to the motive! What use are these blind eyes! In the darkness or not, they have no use! <Useless!> Plus, navigating in the dark well wouldn’t help me at all if I were to murder! How the hell would I even swing at Ayaka-chan and hit her! I can’t handle the scent or presence of blood in the air, I nearly got sick even going near the scene!
I don’t know anybody else more prepared to handle the dirty stuff than Charlotte… plus, do you really think Marvel, my guide dog, would really trust me if I killed and had bloody hands? She’d either be worried I was hurt myself, or not be very nice to me. Hostile. So tell me how I could be the killer! Cause if you can’t, I accuse Charlotte.”
Jojo’s voice was raised now, and she was in distress. She desperately wanted people to believe her. She didn’t want anything to happen to herself…
"I… accuse Charlotte of being the murderer. Please, /please/ believe me."
Marvel began to whine more at Jojo, nudging her, and her response was to sit up on the podium, so everybody could see her and she could be away from the nagging dog.
"I am not the murderer!"
Jojo | Shredding Some Light | Re: Momoko, Charlotte | ATTN: Charlotte
Jojo nodded slowly, look of concern deepening with the furrow of her brow. She brought her left hand up to her face, looking thoughtful. She almost had a grim expression, if the worry wasn’t so strong in her dazey eyes. "I am more than willing to compare my hands again. But what really concerns me is why Charlotte said the wrong number. It could be an honest mistake. But… it could’ve been a lie, too… I’m sorry for thinking this way, I just… hmm." Jojo’s looks up from her frowny face and lets out a breath. "Charlotte? Other than our time together in the dark, when I gave you the 4th shred, where were you exactly?"
Jojo | This Sure Is A Title | Re: Charlotte | ATTN: Everyone
Jojo heard murmurs of attacking the goose amongst the other students. And in their situation, Jojo piped up, hoping to cancel out the idea of theirs. And move on to the matter at hand. "Guys… she seems to be the one in charge. Do you not understand the matter at hand? All of these strange happenings, what with the magic motive, and us being trapped here to begin with and all that, do you really think it’s wise to um… break it? I think the controller of the bird… would get angry? Imagine what they could do to us…" Jojo went on further. "This is a killing game. They could off all of us… so lets be wise and just find the killer." Jojo looked over to Charlotte, and fiddled with her hands. She didn’t want to say what she was about to say- the sadness she wore on her face grew stronger. "I gave you 4. 4 pieces of my skirt. Not 3."
Jojo | Eye Am Not The Culprit | RE: DJ Cat | Attn: Charlotte
Jojo tilted her head at Cat.
"That’s a mighty brave statement, miss."
Jojo gripped Marvel’s harness tightly. She takes in a deep breath to collect her thoughts. Then, she lets the breath out, and begins to defend herself.
"I have something called retinis pigmentosia. Long story short, I am legally blind. I can see shapes and colors in the light, but in dim or no light, I am completely blind. Dim light wouldn’t assist me. Now do you mean movement memory? I may have a good memory, but I wouldn’t be able to hit Ayaka considering my sight issues. Aim is not my forte. My skills only go so far."
Jojo looked over at Charlotte, only knowing where she was from her voice. Jojo’s expression changed into a sad one. She was on edge from being suspected, but her longing look was overpowered with a worried look.
"I can’t really argue the height thing. The only thing I can think of is she was found sort of sitting, if I’m correct? Height wouldn’t be much of an issue, yea? But that’s a weak guess. But I can assure you, I have no motive to kill. Why would I want lights back when I’m blind? I am also simply incapable of commiting this crime. I can’t handle the scent of blood or anything gorey. I couldn’t even get near the crime scene, the only information I had to work off of was public information. But Charlotte… seems more able to handle that sort of thing."
Jojo | my title is wittier than yours | Trial 1 | Attn: Aideen, Greg
Jojo looked down at her outfit, and she knew very well she would be suspicious. Her entire outfit was pink after all. But she knew to stay calm as she could in this situation. If you just smile and try to cooperate, perhaps you can erase the suspicion!
"Indeed, my entire outfit is pink. And yes, it has rips in it. However, I caused my own rips in my skirt. I ripped parts of it off to create a couple of makeshift handkerchiefs for Charlotte. I know this doesn’t clear me completely, but I figured it would be wise to point out what the rips in my skirt are for."
Jojo lifts her skirt up right up her waist so people could see it above the podium. Don’t worry guys, there is tulle underneath, she’s still modest. There are a few rips in her skirt just as she said.
"Charlotte can confirm at least that for me, I hope. Anyways, I still have to agree with that boy, there. As I said before. The culprit must have needed a light source. Having good night vision is a point too. I should point out both are totally for useless to me, as I am blind just like Ayaka-chan was."
Jojo | Title | Trial 1 | Attn: Everybody, RE: Cat
Jojo clutches onto her skirt, and speaks up softly in response to Cat. Jojo looked towards Cat- an introduction? During times like this? Well actually, it was probably wise to get to know each others names if they were going to be pin pointing the murderer.
"I… actually think Ayaka-chan wouldn’t have seen it coming considering the motive… and the fact that she’s almost blind like me. The sneaking up is more likely in my opinion."
Jojo looks down at the podium she could faintly see. She also saw Marvel, looking up cheerfully at her owner. How nice it must be to be so blissfully ignorant to the dull mood. Jojo pet the dog to calm herself down, and looked back up to continue.
"I think that if they were to sneak up, somebody would need a source of light. Whether or not she trusted them is… kind of irrelevant to me, as well. Considering we’ve all known each other for a short amount of time…"
Jojo perks up to follow up with item talk.
"Oh! Items, too. Since there was a thing about items, I think it’s worth mentioning I have both of my items from the mirror on me at this moment. Also, I’m best known as Jo K. Star. Jojo is preferred."
Jojo | Jester in the Queen's Court | Trial 1 START
As people are ushering themselves nervously into the court room, all probably somewhat on edge and full of fear, Jojo follows suit and enters with a nervousness that showed in her cloudy blue eyes. She wasn’t ready for this, she wasn’t ready to have a trial based around her new friend who had the very same unfortunate eye disease she had. Jojo silently wished her well, at least she didn’t have to go fully blind in the future now. It was a bitter feeling, and very melancholy. Yet a wave of relief washed over her- pun not intended. Ayaka wouldn’t need to be blind anymore. That was one thing Jojo managed to smile inwardly about. Jojo hated being blind.
But now it was time to begin the trial. To her the room was fairly dark, and could only make out the shape of the podiums. She made her way to an easily accessible one- she hopes and assumes it’s her spot. She has Marvel with her, to which she grips her harness tightly. This was serious business, after all.
Jojo hesitates to speak, or even move, before letting out a quiet, but firm statement.
"Lets begin, then."
It seems that not even the jester can smile in such serious times.
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♛ Rose Trials ♛ - A Quick Tweet
From up on her throne Monogoose clears her throat.
"Let me remind everyone of some rules for the trial!-"
Votes may only be cast once, and cannot be changed. Students who do not vote will default to voting for themselves. Defaulting twice in a row will result in punishment.
Whichever student has the majority of votes will be executed, regardless of whether or not they are guilty.
Anyone who successfully murders three other students will be declared the winner of the mutual killing game and sent home. Any remaining students will be executed.”
"Good luck~!"
♛ Rose Trials ♛ - Trial Start!
It doesn’t take long for all the students to reach the throne room. Before you all is Ayaka, still slumped on the throne chair with dried blood all around her. On both the right side and left side of the room are two large, daunting mirrors. Some of you inspect the right mirror and lo and behold!- Your reflection stares back at you. Nothing interesting there. Eventually you are all drawn to the left side mirror to see that the mirror’s reflective surface is gone. On the other side is an unfamiliar, dark room. The voice’s instructions ring in your head and you decide to take a step of faith and walk into the strange room.
The ceiling, floor, and walls of the new room are made up of looks like dark obsidian, polished to reflect your puzzled gaze back at you. Will your footsteps leave prints? It’d be a shame to scuff such a beautiful floor like that. Around the room are delicate glass vines and roses that look like they could shatter at the softest of touch.
Taking up a majority of the room is a series of podiums with everyone’s names inscribed onto them. The set up is as follows:
Everyone has a podium, even the deceased. The image of Ayaka flashes across your mind… then across your field of vision. On the wall behind her podium the image of Ayaka appears, eyes hidden behind glasses staring forward blankly.
From nearby Monogoose takes her seat on a throne high up in the corner, watching everyone closely. the cushion on the throne next to her moves and you can only imagine the small creature that is now Monoduck sinking into his seat with no chance to escape.
With everyone now at their assigned podium it’s time to begin…
♛ Rose Trials ♛ - Time to Continue
Though the world is again bright all you have seen around you is darkness and despair. Only several hours pass before a familiar voice echoes through the hallways and rooms. At least they’re not whispering into your ear in the dark again.
"I believe you all have ran around and squirmed long enough. It’s time to begin your trial. Make your way to the throne room and step through the leftmost mirror. You’re free to step through the right but, ah, I can’t make any promises it will end well~"
Only silence follows the voice’s words with no further explanation. Several of you toy with the idea of ignoring the announcement while others believe it best to follow orders. Who knows what the castle is capable of doing of next. You decided the best thing to do was head to the throne room and check the mirror out.
blind to the horror | jojo | body reaction
Somebody had to do it.
Somebody had to murder, huh?
Somebody just had to commit this horrible… this disgusting crime, didn’t they?
Jojo couldn’t even enter the room where the body was for a good few minutes. She looked sick, and she hadn’t even entered the room yet. She couldn’t stand blood, even the smell of it was absolutely revolting to her. She was holding her hands to her face, blind eyes shut tight, as if she was trying to block out the notion that somebody was just murdered.
Jojo shook her head vigorously, entering the room and staring at the fuzzy shapes that made the crime scene. She wouldn’t be much of a help investigating at all. Perhaps she would do better in the trial. But now? She just stared as what she could see, or lack thereof.
"I’m so sorry that this had to happen to you, my friend… I only with we could’ve hung out more. We could’ve bonded over the same issue… ah, I’m so sorry this happened to you…"
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