遊びよ

michi, shsl vgm composer. affiliated with mutandis. status: PLAYING | game over

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game of life | michi | execution reaction

As always - can it be as always when it’s only the second time? - Michi watches one of her classmates get executed. it should have felt worse considering this was someone she had spoken to, but all she could really think was how her room was going to feel a bit more empty without Theodosia.

It’s not to say that any of the points Haruka is making are entirely incorrect, and she probably knows what she’s talking about given her talent and all, but when she speaks, Michi merely stares back with an unimpressed stare. Really. Feel bad for a murderer? Oh, they’re victims, too?

When it was Saoko, that grey area definitely popped up, but this time…

“Haruka-chan, listen. When it was Saoko-chan, I could definitely relate. Hell, something like money is appealing to me, too - my family is flat out broke. I can relate. But food? I can’t get behind that. I can’t pity that. They want us to kill each other - I doubt they would have just let us starve. That’s not fun.”

Tapping her fingers against her crossed arms, she shrugs.

“Of course I’m not happy he’s dead, and yeah, of course we’re all victims at this point, but it still stands that he killed multiple people and smiled through his confession. But, whatever. It’s over, and it’s not like you’re totally wrong.”

Michi shrugs. At that, she’s ready for a nap, or something of the sort, so when two more people suddenly show up, yelling across a pool, she fixes them with an entertained stare. 

Trita… and Daichi.

“… Because it went so well the last time we met someone new, but…”

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Michi uses up 4 coins! Retail therapy!

Michi is relatable. The machine whirrs, yielding four offerings to the pink music gremlin…

Net Idol H!MECH@N Poster — A poster featuring the popular SHSL Net Idol H!MECH@N. She’s making a heart with her hands and winking towards the viewer. Everything seems to be sparkling and you feel your heart skip a beat just looking at the virtual diva of your dreams. She’s not even remotely homicidal!

Barong Tagalog — The upper garment of a male is a barong. It is worn over a Chinese collarless shirt called camisa de Chino. Wearing it under your undershirt will make you feel like a true Filipino!

1st Gen iPod — This device simply plays music, the outside a dull grey color. Most of the music loaded onto it are mostly accompaniments for pianos and other instruments.

Miniature Garden — A small, rectangular planter, filled with fertile soil and growing several tiny wildflowers.

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Full Name: Theodosia Onwuatuegwu, SHSL Lion Tamer

Time of Death: 11:19 pm

Time of Discovery: 5:23 am

Cause of Death: Blood loss

Location: Outside storage room

Who discovered: Hikari, Orfila, & Hidehisa

Additional Notes: There are multiple wounds all over Theo’s arms and chest. The ones on their arms appear deeper than the chest. There is a large amount of blood in the area, and there seems to be tracks leading away from the body as well but they are smeared and hard to make out.

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Book Keeper | Investigation

To those of you who had not made it down to the art room just yet, your investigation was halted by Tomoko’s yelling. Instead, it was not for her lost lover. It was not the sorrowful yells of the deceased artist but instead for the other caretaker still left standing. Her eyes behind her glasses darted one way in another in hunt for the man. If you were nearby, you could hear her shout, 

“YUUDAI! WHERE ARE YOU? MAKE YOURSELF VISIBLE THIS INSTANT!”

Her voice sounded more determined than ever as she met up the living chambers caretaker. Yuudai, caught up in tending to the distraught students was quickly pulled back away by Tomoko’s shout. He stood up and looked at her inquisitively. Even he knew something was up, but not soon enough. For the librarian put at her hand and demanded his set of keys and he listened obediently, half afraid half confused. 

“Wait, Tomoko, where are yo–”

He wasn’t quick enough. She left without saying anything. If you felt the sudden dread at the bottom of your stomach, you too followed after her like the gladiator clad caretaker. Yet, no one was smart enough or quick enough to stop her. She took a turn into the first dorm she could. 

Tomoko didn’t even wait to see who was falling her. She was far too determined to let anyone stop her, especially when she unlocked the balcony door, slid it open and stepped out onto the hot, crisp air. 

Her gaze met Yuudai’s, and for a moment a ping of regret over took her face. 

“I’m sorry, Yuudai. I was only ever here for Susumu’s sake…” 

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Draw a Crowd | Body Discovery / Investigation

It was one of the students who discovered the next cruel move fate played on them. As the investigation was under way, many were not aware that several floors below them that another body rested unattended. It was Andrew and Zino who found the body in the art room. Propped against the wall opposite of the door, it was impossible to ignore the corpse. 

Your artistic caretaker no longer had that cheerful smile. He no longer seemed to make puns and jokes or even encourage you to direct your despair into a creative form. His face pale, his red his looking off in the distance as if his killer still was in front of him. But the scene was not silent for long. Tomoko, the bookworm, pushed through the door. 

“Susumu!” 

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Butchered | Body Discovery

Going without food really started to take a toll on your body after several days. Your stomached twisted and growl in agony. Some even became even more angry and irritated, others felt more hopeless as time ate away at their stomachs. Paranoia set in. You couldn’t survive off the little rations provided. Who would make the first move? Who would give in? Or rather, who would succumb to this cruel motive. 

But if anyone learned anything from this game thus far, it was that fate did not favor the early birds. A few of those who woke early were the unlucky souls who discovered the body. Their reactions varied greatly. From Orfila, one of the first on the scene, who stared at the bloody scene mouthing only “oh” at the corpse to Hidehisa, who fit more of a banshee in that moment than a human, all the way to the psychology, Hikari that sunk to the ground hiding her now pale face from the horror in front of her.

Those that were awake at this god forsaken hour, rushed to the noise. The smell of blood hit their noses quickly. The weak at heart struggled to keep their feet on the ground. To those late risers and night owls, it was the loud blaring from their handheld that awoke them. It would not stop. The screen flashed with the text “BODY DISCOVERY” as the alarm kept going off until you climbed out of your bed and to the crime scene. 

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world lampshade | michi | closed for kouki

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shsl-paycheck:

Kouki, of course, could not help but hope that people would start to get along. He wanted everybody to be as happy as they could be in a situation like this. Of course, it was hard to be ahppy when the people around you are dying, but that dienst mean he wouldnt try and cheer everybody up at least a little bit. Thinking quietly to himself before he spoke he wanted to make sure he didn’t say anything wrong.

“I can only h-hope that we uh… we get along.. I know I will try my best to. But I cant speak for others.”

Holding his hands together he did his best to ignore the fears about his family, he really did hope they were okay, it was scary to think that they might not be. All he could worry about was hwo she was doing without him, and how fujimoto shop was. He knew he had to get out eventually, and working together was the only option.

“I cant think of waht they could tell my mother, she would want to see me and hear from me for sure… I’m sure if anybody is going to do something to save us its her… I know it… she will probably get the entire coutnry of Japan behind her back knowing her, shes very charasmatic and I know her to be somebody who could rally an army if she wanted… especially for my sake…. I guess thats mothers love.”

Kouki was actually talking to a girl, he had no idea how, or what spured his ability to do this but somehow he wasnt freaking out too much and he wasnt so scared anymore…. well that being said he was still terrified.

Michi just snorts, but for once, doesn’t seem to have a lot to say to that. It would be nice if everyone could get along, but she already knew that this simply wasn’t going to happen; playing nice isn’t easy when it comes to things like death and murder.

“Good for you. I won’t be.”

When he speaks of his mother, she nods, because it’s a sentiment she can at least get behind. There are one or two people back home who both notice and probably miss her a little bit, so it only adds up that everyone else may have someone like that.

However, she twirls some loose strands of hair around her finger, eyes sliding to the side.

“Oh, brag about it, why don’t you? Fufu. A company like Mutandis... they were offering us money to kill, so I can’t help but wonder if they just did the same to everyone who asked questions about where we are. I’d like to imagine the people missing me can’t be bought out, but I guess everyone has a price, huh?”

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world lampshade | michi | closed for kouki

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Kouki had to admit that Michi was probably right, there was no way that the murders would stop now, especially now that things had gotten started. It was very difficult to find any positives from a situation like that but not impossible. For instance it gave Kouki and all the others a chance to perhaps come closer together, furthermore, he could hone his perceptiveness and detective skills that he never wanted or needed… but they were there. Holding his hands on his hips he closed his eyes in thought.

“Yeah, y-you’re definitely… right… there is n-no way this is gonna stop but… we can hope for the best at the very least, and just… push through as the struggles come our way… I hope.”

He took a breath, Michi was hard to talk to, perhaps one of the hardest girls in this building to talk to, Kouki’s talent was all about reading peoples emotions and how they were feeling, and trying his best to behave in a way to best suit peoples needs but Michi was… difficult to read. However he decided that it was best perhaps to just go along with whatever she was saying, he figured that if she was so hard to read she must not want to be read, so perhaps the best way to deal with her was to simply go along with her words, ignoring any hidden meanings behind them if any at all. 

“I dont think all adults are like that… I mean my mom was a wonderful woman, she was so kind and loved seeing people smile… I do miss her quite a lot… I hope she’s okay, and not too worried… my only wish is that if somehow I dont make it out alive, my mother is comforted… I want her to be happy ya know? AH Sorry! Th-That was w-w-weird aaah im sorry im sorry! I hope me ranting like that was nt awkward or anything aaah im sorry…”

Kouki for a moment there had forgotten who he was talking to, and just started blabbering on, but realizing not only was it Michi but also that it was a girl brought him back to reality, and utterly terrified him. And here he thought he was getting over his fear.

Well, colour her surprised, at least; she didn’t think he was just going to agree with her. Is that how this conversation is going to go? Michi doesn’t necessarily mind being validated like this, so she can’t quite complain, but having meek Kouki agree that someone will probably take the bait and murder again was...

Surreal. She can’t help but laugh to herself.

“Right? Maybe that’s not something to be smiling about, but throw people in a situation like this and they’ll either get along or fall apart! I just wonder which we’ll end up doing.”

She hums in exaggerated thought, before ultimately shrugging. Who knows? Not her!

But then Kouki is talking about his mother, and her smile thins out a bit. Right. The people who care about them on the outside. Michi hadn’t put much thought into it, but...

What was going on out there?

“Hey, say things like that and you’ll jinx yourself. I can understand, though - I know a few pretty great ones, so maybe we’re just stuck with a shitty bunch of people. But, hmm... Since we’re in here, I wonder what they’ve been telling our family and stuff? The field trip should be long over but none of us are home, so it’s gotta be obvious something’s up.”

And then she adds, as if a second thought,

“And, it’s chill. Don’t apologize so much; you were just talking about your mum.”

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Roses don't speak || Konoha Shinohara || RE: Execution + Chapter 2 Start (OPEN!)

The time has finally come and the very culmination of their votes turned to happen. It was somewhat disappointing that it wasn’t Momoko in the end, getting the information from those people that led him to stake zero. When Saoko’s lie came to play, it was already clear for him what he had to do. He had no other choice.

In the end, however, that happened. The poor athlete was lynched by a bunch of masked individuals and Konoha just couldn’t handle what his eyes were being forced to watch. That was too much, a way too much. He had never wanted this to happen, he had just come to this field trip for fun and now… Look at this situation.

“Aah… N-No… Hah… Hahaha… This isn’t right… Why did you… take her life? N-No… Don’t… She… She was supposed to find solace in some way… She was supposed to…”

He was standing right there, scared, completely lost in thought. In the end, the bedroom was the place he had to rest and also in the dawn of a new day, there was two new floors for them.

“A-Art gallery… huh? I wonder if I can… Do something…”

Will Konoha actually be able to do anything? He was now standing just by the entrance of the new floor, completely absorbed by the new situation. Will anyone come to him?

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That someone is a still slightly fuming Michi Misawa, which maybe isn’t the best situation for Konoha, but it just so happens to be the one he finds himself in. She planned on walking right by him, but there was something about that execution, those final moments, that were leaving her feeling kind of...

Well, what was even the right word? Saoko killed someone, so she was executed. Archaic, but by the rules of the game, not unexpected. However, it still left this bad taste in her mouth, and more than that, it gave her the feeling that she didn’t want to be completely alone right now.

Time for some sort of distraction.

“Oh, here’s someone! What are you mumbling about over there?”

Sliding over, she aims a grin at Konoha, adding,

“I never caught your name before. I’m Michi Misawa, but just Michi is chill! You’re, uh... it’s... Yeah, sorry, I really don’t have any idea.”

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world lampshade | michi | closed for kouki

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shsl-paycheck:

Kouki had certainly had better days, and he certainly was not enjoyed the fact that not one, but two potential friends had died within what seemed like such a short period of time, Kouki was still registering the fact that the situation he was in was very much real. Being in a killing game and having to kill if you want any chance of leaving was not something he was too fond of, and if he was being honest with himself he was having trouble with trusting those around him. However, there was nothing a quick snack couldn’t fix.

After stashing away a bit of food Kouki had been quite curious about the new rooms to explore, along with all the other students it seemed. Michi included.

Kouki like always was still quite scared of girls… especially ones like Michi, very scary, and he remembered her getting mad at him during the trial… he hoped that wasn’t still the case. Putting on a fake smile of his own Kouki spoke up in a gentle voice, but one that was riddled with his fear of girls.

“O-Oh uh… Hi, Mizawa-san… yeah the uh… trial was… something…”

He took a soft breath, he wasn’t doing as bad as he normally would. Perhaps this was some progress.

“Everything that’s going on is… crazy… but new rooms perhaps means… clues… or progress… it’s important to stay positive even in the worst of situations…I think…”

Oh, boo. He’s not even going to defend himself. No ‘sorry Misawa-san, didn’t mean to bribe the good populace for information’? Michi sighs softly, but certainly not subtly, placing both of her hands on her hips and fixing Kouki with an unreadable smile.

“Oh, it was something alright. I’ll have to investigate the next corpse a bit more closely, because I get a feeling we’re about to find ourselves in a fun little murder cycle. No game ends after one round.”

New rooms. Right, she had immediately forgotten that was what she was doing. Those two new people that showed up to help out Yuudai with whatever it is he’s doing - refereeing, maybe? - and an entire new part of this skyscraper that reaches the heavens to explore.

Opening up new areas.

Jerks.

“That they’re letting us into new parts makes it seem to me that they’re pretty confident we’re not gonna find anything of use. Makes me wonder how they managed to get two more assholes on their payroll for a game about murder, though. Are adults just super okay with that sort of thing?”

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world lampshade | michi | closed for kouki

It’s after a while of wandering around and eating the pantry’s never ending supply of candies that Michi - quite swiftly, honestly - gets over her little temper tantrum at those who have locked them in here. Well, no, she’s still pissed, but at a level that rests quietly, waiting to explode at any moment to any unfortunately bystander.

Sorry, guys.

However, she can’t be mad when there’s a whole new level to explore! Things to see! People to talk to!

Speaking of people to talk to, actually… Upon hopping, somewhat literally, into a room, her eyes land immediately on the source of the only time she really bothered speaking during their first trial.

“Oh, look who we have here! Kouki-kun, you were really something during that trial. Colour me shocked! I didn’t expect that at all!”

Or so she says, but she chirps the words out as happily as she always does, aiming a not so genuine grin, reminiscent of a wolf, in his direction.

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magnolia | michi | closed for hidehisa

Shortly after the trial, Michi rushed back to her townhouse, apartment, room sort of deal they were so kind as to provide them with while asking them to kill one another. It wasn’t so bad, having roommates - in the beginning it was weird just having to deal with these people constantly, but you fall into a rhythm pretty swiftly.

The first few times, she was a bit jarred when she entered the apartment and someone was already there, before her mind helpfully reminded her that they also live there.

It would have been nice to room with people she already knew, but, hell. She knew them now! Whether they like it or not.

Which is why, when she opened the door and caught sight of Hidehisa, instead of thinking ‘maybe, after that traumatizing experience of sending a classmate to her death, he people want to be alone’, she bounds over and grins at him.

“Iiiiiit’s Hidehisa-kun! What’s up! How you holding up? I feel like we just don’t talk enough, let’s fix that!”

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control | michi | execution reaction

Saoko explains why she did it, and the animosity building in Michi’s stomach dissipates ever so slightly. Of course it couldn’t be so cut and dry.

“… Listen, you’re not the only one with a family that’s struggling, but I get you, okay? That doesn’t mean it was right to murder someone for your own sake, but, like… I really do get it. For whatever the fuck that’s worth.”

And she pauses, opening her mouth to ask if anyone knew what last rites were even supposed to be, since Michi sure didn’t know them, but that was too little too late. Saoko was gone.

It was gruesome - of course it was. It’s an execution. Saoko faced torture before they finally killed her, even though Michi had been imagining one of those typical guillotine situations. Just like the good ol’ days.

… No, even that seems like too much in her head. She keeps her mouth shut, eyes carefully watching Saoko’s final moments. When it’s finally over, she speaks.

“… Hey, whatever fuckhead is behind this. Fuck this. Fuck you. At least kill her with dignity in your weird children murder game. You useless garbage asshole worthless fuckface.”

She’s fuming as they leave the trial room, and can’t be bothered to look even a bit excited when they’re introduced to some new workers in this special slice of hell they find themselves living in. Cool, more minimum wage workers to bother.

Letting out a sigh, she smacks her face a bit. Alright. Simmer down, Misawa. What’s done is done - nothing you can do now but maybe look around and see what you can find.

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Was it... a Mis-Saoko?

The figure had been reclining against their spot at the base of the giant scales, watching the trial with interest as things went on but never intervening. They seemed rather entertained, eyes flitting from one person to the next as each argument was brought up, as well as the impromptu cake shoved into someone’s face. It was almost like these children forgot what was at stake here! Oh well, they’d be reminded soon enough. The figure mostly seemed to be waiting on something at this point, though what exactly was unclear, until there was a sudden movement on the scales.

The figure immediately sprung to their feet, half-turned towards the scales as what looked like……A human heart fell from above and landed on one with a wet splat. The figure clapped their hands, practically shaking in delight as things got going in earnest now. On the other side of the scales seemed a rather large feather, pristine and white. The masked figure cackled a bit, before turning to face the lot of you, arms spread wide.

“Ahaha….Well, kiddos, it looks like time is up! While I do delight oh so much in listening to all your drama and all your problems that are clearly worth ignoring the fact that there’s a murderer among you, one of you has decided it’s time to condemn one of your fellows to death!” They said all too happily, one hand coming up to hold their mask in place as another series of laughter shook through them.

“What I mean by that, of course, is that at least one of you has voted already! Let’s hope you all have it right, because now it’s time for you all to follow through! Cast your votes now, if you please….Unless you want to make the boss here angry, of course! Which, let me assure you…” They paused, their voice suddenly flat and much more serious than a moment ago. “Would be a fatal mistake.”

Perhaps a bit reluctantly, the others eventually pressed the button on their podiums for who they thought Asuka’s killer might be. The scales tilted up and down as a sort of….light appeared, shining onto the heart and slowly pushing it down. There was no indication of who was voting for who, but eventually….You pushed the button too. There was no other way out of this.

The masked figure turned back towards the scales as the light faded, the side the heart was on now at its lowest point. The figure clapped their hands and practically skipped over to the scales, picking up the heart and turning back to the lot of you. “Well! What’s done is done, I suppose! Good job, you little geniuses, it only took you all of that debating to figure out who the totally not obvious killer was,” they said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Now, for the grand reveal of who killed the Apple….”

What happened next was equal parts horrifying and disgusting, as the figure lifted up their mask just enough to expose their mouth, but not to let their face be seen properly…..and then promptly bringing the heart to their mouth and biting into it. Blood poured down their hand holding the heart as they consumed it, before putting the mask back into place and looking back to the lot of you, tossing what little remained of the heart to the side.

“Ah…..Steak, sorry to say, but you’ve been found out. Nice try, though. Maybe in the next life you’ll be a better liar,” they said, before raising the blood-covered hand to point directly at Saoko. “Now to prepare… your execution.”

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Trial Results

As the trial comes to an end, the votes for who everyone to believes to be the murderer of Asuka Oshiro begin rolling in… First the numbers start low…

Hidehisa - 1 Itsuki - 1 Momoko - 1 Seishiro - 1 Theodosia - 1

The defaulters… surely. Then the final name pops up… The voted guilty party is…!

Saoko Sadachi with 14 votes!

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Drop the Facts | Trial Start

At first, the figure barely seemed to notice you at all, their back turned to the group at large. Once a few of you filtered into the room, though, they turned around. Their eyes were practically the only things that could be seen through their odd outfit, but they seemed rather…..unsatisfied.

“Right, right. Places, everyone! The fun part of today is about to begin, and I’m so, so so so so tired of waiting! Let’s see–Ham, you’re over there,” they said, indicating Hana and then spot designated to her. “Oreo, there, and Milk, over there,” they continued, doing the same for Ororo and Momoko. This continued for some time, each of you being nicknamed after food items, even if the figure had to stop and think of a way to corrupt your name for a moment. They seemed to fidget a bit when some of you paused, and your caretaker quietly ushered you along. No need for anyone to get hurt in this stage, after all.

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Elevator Ride to Hell | End Investigation

Everyone seemed to have their own investigation tactics. Many couldn’t even investigate out of sheer shock of a body being found. Things were just fine up until that moment when the peace shattered. Many of you even remembered seeing Asuka the day before when she was very much alive. Now the hours ticked by and all you could see was her pale face in a pool of blood.

It felt like an eternity later when the ringing went off again. Your heart dropped. Was it another body? Was it another motive? But then you remembered, as soon as you heard your care taker speak, what the next event was.

“Students, I apologize for stopping your investigation but my boss has informed me that it is time for the trial to commence. I’m sure all of you are aware where the elevator is now. Normally, I would have you gather at the top floor but the investigation was going on there. So if you’d kindly go to the lowest level and gather outside the elevator.”

Just the idea of approaching the elevator made some of you nervous. Someone had been murdered. Maybe not on this level but on the one above. You could still see Asuka above you in your mind as Yuudai gestured you into the elevator. You weren’t sure if she was still up there but part of you didn’t want to know the answer.

Once everyone was in, Yuudai pushed a button. He made quick eye contact with Haruka as the lift lowered, as if a warning. Don’t dare try and push all these buttons. He guarded them pretty well too. From the look at the buttons, you were going to the basement. You were going from one of the highest levels to the lowest. It only seemed fitting.

Once the doors opened and your eyes adjusted to the dim light, you could make out a figure standing in the back of the room. An old fashion scale behind them. You couldn’t make out if it was male or female until you got closer, and even then, it was hard to decide anything specific from all the bandages and mask.