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Otto | 17 | ♋ | ENTP Status: Alive [ DR OC Rp blog currently affiliated with Rms-Seaworld ]

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Body Discovered

In spite of the freezing cold, you and your fellow citizens have decided to check the new opened area - Old Town Atlantica. While milling about and window shopping at the various different shops, you hear several people shouting, and turn your heads to see a few students gathered at the sweets shop, at the back. Orochi is at the front trying and failing to open the door, and when you head around back you notice there is smoke coming from a crack in one of the windows.

Kris Kantor pushes open the window and crawls through, mentioning something about unlocking the front door, so you and the rest of the crowd quickly join Orochi at the front entrance. After several moments, a shuffling sound is heard from inside, and the door is opened by a somber-looking Kris. You’re about to ask him what’s wrong, when you look over his shoulder and spot two motionless bodies inside the shop.

“ Ding dong! Attention, everyone! A body has been found! You have just a few hours before trial to gather as much evidence as you can! See you then!”

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He'll also go ahead and use the despair key.

Monobear takes the key and uses it to unlock the gate for a district northwest of Main Street.

Old Town Atlantica is now open for exploration!

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Otto spends 5 monocoins

You turn the handle and receive…

Ghost Box

Hentai DVD Collection

Socks and Sandals

Rabbit’s Foot Keychain

and

Tiny Model of the RMS Cruise Ship

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Baby, it’s cold outside

After a rather eventful trial, which revealed Serenity’s role as an undercover agent to the Mastermind behind Neo Atlantica, as well as Ophelia’s suicide, the starvation motive had thankfully been eliminated, allowing everyone to avoid starvation. You were so glad to be able to fill your belly again that you almost forgot that there was going to be a new method of personal torture, until Monobear’s voice came in over the intercom.

“Attention citizens! Please report to Town Hall immediately for an important announcement!”

Per usual, a cruel reminder that things aren’t going to stay peaceful for long in Neo Atlantica. Another push to raise the body count. Sighing, you obey the bear and follow the usual routine of heading to Town Hall to hear what Monobear has to say.

“Good afternoon, you bastards. I see you’re all well-fed once again. Upupu, that starvation motive really got to some of you, didn’t it? After all, we had a murder and a suicide - you must’ve been miserable!”

“Upupu…but don’t worry, I’ve got another wonderful motive planned for this week, as well. Now…you may have noticed that it’s been a bit chilly today, hasn’t it? And that’s of course, due to the motive!”

“That’s right! As of now, a cold front is moving in on Neo Atlantica! Everything is going to just keep getting colder and colder…even freezing! This whole dome is going frozen, like a giant snowglobe.”

“And don’t be fooled into thinking central heating will save you. All indoor heating systems have been disabled as of now, and won’t be fixed until one of you bastards is in a body bag!”

“So until one of you screws up the courage to off one of your fellow citizens, you might as well bundle up, because there’s no other way to escape this icy prison!”

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The room sets itself up, all around the room, and audience is set up of dolls, dolls without faces but still resembling people. They seem to be friends, family, and then even the students from the first two mutual killings. Doubles pop up, triples, more and more of each puppet fill up the seats. In the middle of the room, something resembling a mermaid is hoisted up. It’s almost the size of a two story building. Then more puppets show up around it, each one holding a sword. Footsteps echo. Click, clack, click, clack. Serenity enters the room with a spear in one hand. She stops walking, looking up to the mermaid figure, then starting to walk again, slowly gaining pace until she was running. The puppets of the past classes charge at her, their swords held high as they ran. She spun the spear in her hands and slashed at the puppets as she herself ran. Tetsuya, Iain, Anna H, Lohendra, Yousuke, Tommy…one by one they fell.

Skidding to a stop, she looks up at the towering mermaid, it looks back down at her, swinging its own sword at her now. She jumps back, avoiding the attack, glaring at the creature. More puppets come up around her just to be cut in half by the spear. She charges at the mermaid once more, this time getting her spear into its tail. But as she goes to pull it out, she finds it’s stuck. No matter how much she pulls on it, it won’t budge. The mermaid shrieks, striking at Serenity once more. She jumps back, looking at the remaining puppets. There…seems to be more? Where are they coming from? Some of them she can recognize from both the museum and her mom’s school pictures. Without her weapon, she can’t necessarily attack these things…she sprints at the mermaid figure once more, just to find that her weapon had disappeared. Another swing of the sword made her draw back. “Shit…” Serenity looked around, hoping one of the puppets she’d killed earlier had dropped a weapon. A crack came from the mermaid’s armored body. “BEHIND YOU.” It sounded hurt, desparate. Serenity’s eyes lit up, turning behind her when a sword impaled her chest, the light in her eyes quickly fading. Behind her stood a puppet in the image of her mother when she attended Hope’s Peak

“SERENITY!!!!” Another voice came from the mermaid, Serenity turning her attention back over as another sword entered her stomach. Looking down, a blond puppet held the handle of the new sword. Her look was familiar but she couldn’t place where she’s seen it. She coughed, blood escaping her mouth. “you lied…” Her voice small as her eyes darted around the room, vision beginning to blur as her gaze fixated on the mermaid above her. “M…om….Momm…a…” The puppets withdrew their swords, the girl landing on her knees before falling over. Vision fading…fast…she looked up again, the mermaid’s sword swinging down on her body, the last thing she sees is the sword connecting with her neck. Screams are heard from the mermaid before being cut off suddenly.

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Body Discovered

After the motive of no food or drinks had been announced, it didn’t take too long before everyone’s stomach was growling, and hunger pangs became gradually more common - and more painful. Lack of nutrition has made you and most of your fellow Neo Atlantica citizens fairly weak, so most of you have been avoiding too much unnecessary physical activity.

You’re passing by the Bohemian District on your way back to your bunker when you begin to hear shouting and commotion. Your heart sinks - you can already quickly guess what’s going on, and begin to head in the direction of all the chatter, finding yourself in front of the entrance, which Silas, Kris and Chieko have already gathered around.

Chieko’s face is pale and terrified, with one hand over her mouth. She points her other hand shakily inside the spa, and you peer in to see yet another dead body of one of your classmates.

“ Ding dong! Attention, everyone! A body has been found! You have just a few hours before trial to gather as much evidence as you can! See you then!”

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What would you do for a Klondike bar? How about MURDER

It’s only been two days since the tragic deaths of Duncan Collins and Eito Kusaka, but luckily, routine horrific nightmares have ceased, and you’ve been able to get some decent rest, along with the rest of your classmates. Just when things are going back to normal, you hear the familiar announcement.

“Attention citizens! Please report to Town Hall immediately for an important announcement!”

There he goes again. Hoping that this week’s motive isn’t quite so brutal as last week’s, you reluctantly head to Town Hall and take a seat, waiting for Monobear to speak up.

“Good morning, bastards! You’ve all been sleeping well, I take, now that the waves of horrible nightmares have ebbed? Or maybe not…”

“You know, sleep is essential in keeping the human body in tip-top shape, but it can only go so far! The human body is pretty weak,  and it needs so many things to keep the gears turning! Like, for example, food. Which brings me to this week’s motive…”

“Upupu…as of right now, all the food and drinks have been removed from Neo Atlantica! You’ll have to make due with just water! Of course…there’s one way to get food and drinks back, and that’s by murdering one of your fellow students!”

“Your choice! You all starve to death, or one of you can die so the others can survive! Until then, enjoy your hunger pangs!”

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Predespair Week!

Predespair week starts now!

This is the time that you can roleplay pre-despair lives with your fellow students! There will also be two special events held in skype this week:

A class picnic, which will be held at 8 PM cst on Tuesday, June 16th, and a Costume Ball, which will be held at 8 PM cst on Friday, June 19th.

Predespair week will official end on Saturday, June 20th.

Have fun!

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Cure

Eito’s head felt fuzzy and heavy, and he had to blink away blurred vision. He rubbed his eyes- he tried to rub his eyes- he tried to lift his arm- but they were bound tightly near his sides. Panic swelled within his chest. Across his chest, waist, legs, and head were straps binding him to a table tilted upright. You’re dead, you’re going to die, this is it. Death! Your death, your death, your death, “N-N- I don’t… I want to live… please…” He choked the words out and shut his eyes. The very room itself was terrifying. Dozens of small white tiles were cracked, turning black, and falling off the walls. Rusted pipes and old cords trailed across the ceiling, while some dangled freely from it. There was an old table next to him. On it sat an array of tools: drills, ice picks, scalpels, hammers, scissors…

The scrape of metal against the table jerked Eito’s attention, and he snapped his eyes open. Monobear sat on a rugged stool next to him wielding the ice pick and the hammer. Ominously, he leaned closer to Eito, making him squirm and desperately try to shake his head free from the binds. It’s coming, your death. No one wanted you anyway. Scum. Disgusting. Just die. Hurry up and die. Eito rejected and resented what he heard, and he continued to plead for his own survival.

The tip of the ice pick rested at the corner of his eye. Eito froze. He could do nothing but stare death in the eye with a terror stricken expression. The black and white death reeled the hammer back, and with a second’s pause, released the hammer. It hit the end of the pick, driving it into Eito’s skull and evoking an agonized scream. Another strike, and it was driven even further back under his eye. The ice pick was removed, leaving Eito to scream and groan in intense pain. After a long, drawn out second, the pick was placed at the corner of his other eye. Again, Eito pleaded for it to stop, his begging was laced with choked sobs, but again the hammer met the end of the ice pick and drove it into Eito’s skull. Another hit, and deeper it went- but there were no intentions of removing it again. Another hit, deeper. Another hit, and Eito’s screaming was ended. Another hit, and the tip of the pick met the table Eito was strapped too.

Eito Kusaka, SHSL Good Luck, hung limply in his straps.

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「セーラームーン」/「司城遼子」のイラスト [pixiv]

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by yukke

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Body Discovered

Everyone in the dome has been under incredible strain lately due to the recent motive. Nightmares have plagued every student each time they dare fall asleep, and the only way to bring about an end to the horrible visions is to kill. People have been starting to become slightly delusional and everyone is feeling the heat of the situation as the nightmares become more and more vivid with each night. You can feel it in your bones that someone would crack and murder someone soon.

You find yourself trudging down the street in an effort to keep yourself awake when suddenly you hear a bloodcurdling scream come from the bohemian district. You feel your blood run cold as you quickly follow the sound of the horrified shriek. When you approach the whole foods store, you see Tori standing near the entrance. She has her hand pressed over her mouth and an expression of disgust. It’s easy to assume that the victim must be inside.

You take a deep breath and step into the store, only to be greeted by the dead body of one of your classmates.

“ Ding dong! Attention, everyone! A body has been found! You have just a few hours before trial to gather as much evidence as you can! See you then!”

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DON’T go to sleep!

It’s only been a couple of days since the murder of Damian Chambers and the execution of Kanon Sato, and it’s only early in the evening when Monobear’s voice comes in through the intercom.

“Attention citizens! Please report to Town Hall immediately for an important announcement!”

You sigh - it’s probably a new motive, and here you were beginning to think maybe he wasn’t going to announce one this week, since in the past they were announced in the afternoon. Wishful thinking, you suppose. Either way, you finish up whatever you were doing and head to Town Hall, taking a seat among the other citizens of Neo Atlantica. When everyone is seated, Monobear begins to speak.

“Good Evening, bastards! Did you all sleep well last night? Maybe had a pleasant dream or two? If you didn’t that’s too bad, because you’ve lost your last chance! Do you want to know why?”

“Upupu…because I’ve slipped a little something into all the food and drinks in Neo Atlantica. A little something that’s currently mixing with a chemical in your minds - acetylcholine.”

“If you aren’t aware, that’s the chemical that controls an individual’s dreams. And this week, my special little chemical is going to give you all horrific, constant nightmares any time you even dare to drift off!”

“How long will you bastards be able to take it? Having your dreams constantly transporting you into your own Hell? Having your worst fears and other unspeakable terrors taking over your slumber? Well, the nightmares aren’t going to go away until one of you bastards is pushing up daisies at the hands of another! Until then, sweet dreams!”