What's on tonight?

The Ferris wheel turns, and under the stones, you hear-- SHSL Reality TV Screenwriter, Mariko Tomomi. Affililated with Dangan Suffering. (Icon by hildamistwater)

[dangansuffering]

Too Late | Ch3 Body Discovery

Ha-Neul just wanted to take watch. She felt useless in every other capacity, maybe if she walked around the Wonderdome, she could provide help. Plus it was a way to distract herself, and she didn’t mind. She started her little voluntary patrol around 3pm on the 5th day of the motive, only a few hours before the next Suffering Game was meant to start. As she walked, she saw Katahiko, looking worse for wear.

Katahiko was trying to hunt down Emilia. She’d said something about the ballpit, right? Or should he have tried the infirmary? Or her room? Either way, he was significantly closer to one of those than the others. Probably. These walls all kinda looked the same.

“You alright?” Ha-Neul asked, approaching Katahiko.

It took him a minute to realize someone else was there. He turned to stare at her for a second, mouth hanging open, before registering the question. “Yyyyyyes! Just…” What was he doing? “I’m just headed for the, uh. Uh. Uh—ballpit! Yeah.”

Ha-Neul raised an eyebrow, but eventually she nodded. “Let’s go to the ballpit, then,” she agreed, and started to lead the way through the halls.

He followed, keeping at least decent pace. Was that the ballpit with the door open? Huh. Well. Maybe it meant someone was in there. That was cool.

Ha-Neul was a bit more concerned about the ballpit door being open. She lead the way over, moving to take a look inside and then…

“Katahiko!” she yelled, rushing into the room. “Go get everybody! Get them to come here!”

“…………What?” He stared, making a cursory attempt to look over her shoulder without actually seeing anything.

“Just… Go get everyone!” Ha-Neul ran to the side of the ballpit, trying to tug on one of the figures that was already in the room. One of the figures… Was a Mr. Bean Cardboard Cutout dangling from the ceiling, hanging over the ballpit. The other…

Limp and still, Mariko’s body slumps against the edge of the ballpit, unseeing eyes staring upwards. Her feet and legs are partly submerged in the balls, her expression more dazed or surprised than pained or afraid. Her right sleeve is pinned up around the bandaged stump of her elbow.

Ha-Neul ran back to Katahiko and shook him by the shoulders. “Wake up, snap out of it, please! Go get everyone!”

It took a few shakes to properly startle him. “Why???” He didn’t understand. Why was he getting people? Was there a party?

He attempted to look past her again. Hmm…… Oh! That was why they needed people! There was a dead body! THERE WAS A DEAD BODY.

He fainted.

–

Moments later ElectroIDs all across the WonderDome begin buzzing and beeping incessantly, too loud to ignore. When checked the message appears immediately:

Come to the Ballpit. A murder has occurred.

-

[Body Art by Mel]

[dangansuffering]

Wake Me Up Inside | Mariko | CH1 Motive Reaction | Closed for Katahiko

[realityisentertaining]

ultimate-motormouth‌:

“I… feel like I can safely say that I was never specifically taught that, actually, no. Were you? It was just a friendly greeting, anyway. Seems pretty decent to me.”

If nothing else, he was at least back to his usual medium-loud. He kinda eyezoomed at “bored” but stayed where he was, bobbing on his feet.

“It’s just that picking at wounds, indirectly or not, isn’t the greatest idea, so I’m not saying having something else to fiddle with would fix all that ails ye, but it could kinda be helpful if it prevents infection or additional scarring. In my opinion. You do you.”

He hummed briefly, daring a step or two closer.

“Well, since calling them transmitters—which seems a little off to me but eh, semantics—implies there’s some kind of wireless communication affecting these things, I thought about trying to rig up some kind of Faraday devices, but those aren’t 100% reliable and I don’t have all that much to work with. Likewise I’d have a real hard time jamming the signal if I don’t know the frequency, and since the tools used to find that are, uh, kinda illegal, I didn’t just happen to bring one with me. Even if I did have that information—”

He flinched. Paused. Blinked. Laughed quietly. Not real.

“But anyway, the best solution doesn’t have to be the most complicated one, you know? If all you want is blocking out noise, I can just keep talking. I’ve got a pretty impressive success rate so far on that—I can refer you to some of my past clients if you want testimonies.”

“Of course, talking won’t do much for the hallucinogen part, but to the best of my knowledge they don’t have antidotes for that kind of thing anyway since the danger is pretty much always in the resulting behavior instead of the dosage, so to speak. At this rate I’m just hoping it’s not something we have to worry about flashbacks with, aha.” 

She didn’t tell you to keep talking yet, Kat. …You also hadn’t introduced yourself yet.

“But!! As to being a tech guy, yes!! Technically my recorded specialty here is Announcer, but I’m multitalented~ Katahiko Sorakubo, at your service! Mariko, wasn’t it?”

Was this guy serious? She said that his talking annoyed her, and it apparently only encouraged him to talk more. She may not have said it explicitly, but fuck, this guy should totally have the mind reading powers to know. Ugh. How dare he even exist? Why does the world want to inconvenience her so badly?

“No, no, no! You don’t get it at all! I bet that stupid earpiece your wearing is making it hard to listen. Clear out your ears, because I’m not saying this twice. I hate your voice, I don’t want you advice, and I couldn’t give less of a shit about anything you have to say right now.”

Mariko stood up, glaring him down.

“Got that? Either say as little words as possible and make them count, or don’t say them at all. Talking is only gonna make it worse, but not for me. No, for you, because I’ll be too busy punching your lights out for you to say another word, okay!?”

Maybe she got a little more angry than she intended, but the red rage in her face was enough of a warning to not push any further.

[dangansuffering]

Wake Me Up Inside | Mariko | CH1 Motive Reaction | Closed for Katahiko

[realityisentertaining]

ultimate-motormouth‌:

Even with his hearing a little compromised at the moment, it wasn’t hard for Katahiko to notice the aggressive footfalls and slamming doors. No screaming, though, so probably nothing he needed to avoid? Hopefully not, because he’d probably lose it if he went much longer without talking to someone. He hurried over to the—dining hall? Was that where it had come from?

…And came to a stop not far into the room. Ah, it was that person—Mariko, right? She hadn’t seemed that friendly… But, well, nobody could be if you didn’t give them a chance!

“Hello!!” Loud.

He eyed the bandages. Um? Was it okay for her to be doing that? She wasn’t directly scratching a wound or anything, but mmph. Don’t like that.

“Um, is it itching, or do you just want something to fiddle with? I have some fidget spinners in my room if you want.”

Mariko jolted the second he yelled, looking very displeased. “Uh, hello? Didn’t anyone ever tell you to not fucking yell at someone who just got their finger cut off? No, scratch that: did anyone ever teach you basic human decency?” What a lovely and polite introduction to someone you just met! “Quiet down or leave, got it?”

She rubbed at her temples for a few moments, struggling to stop herself from just completely going off on him for stress relief. “It’s fine, I’m just bored, and no, I don’t need a stupid fidget spinner. That’s not gonna fix anything.”

She pointed at the transmitter, saying, “What would fix everything would be taking this thing off, but there’s no way I’m losing a whole arm too. So, whatever.”

Staring up at the mic he had on, she had an idea. “Hey, are you some kinda tech guy? Maybe you can modify these things so you can block the noise out.” 

[dangansuffering]

Wake Me Up Inside | Mariko | CH1 Motive Reaction | Closed for Katahiko

It’s all your fault, you know?

All your fault. How dare you try and run and hide? With something like this on your shoulders? Good luck. 

Mariko scraped at the area below her ear, wanting nothing more than to rip the thing off and have some peace. But if she did that, then she’d have to face some unknown punishment, and how is that any better? Who knows, though. It could be a blessing compared to this.

She shivered, running down the hallway searching for any kind of distraction. She almost body shoved her way into the dining hall, grabbing a chair and sitting down. She then bent over, clutching her head in her hands.

It’s not like it was that simple. Life isn’t two sides of the same coin, black and white deal. It’s like an old rubber ball you get out of a gum machine, play with for a day, then throw it in the back of your closet to gather dust and weird molds.

…Yeah, that’s not quite it either. She propped an elbow on the table and sighed, hoping that the next few days would go quickly while picking at her newly bandaged hand. She could hardly move it right now without feeling a dull pain, but it’s bound to pass. Hopefully.

[dangansuffering]

Dangan Suffering Roster

Here they are, the Class of 20XX, soon to be the subjects of the WonderDome!

Arlechenno Di Mercurio, Ultimate Stage Magician Benoit Lowell, Ultimate Stained Glass Artisan Brittany “Moko” Smith, Ultimate Mangaka Assistant Dai Fukou, Ultimate Mahjong Player Emilia Monde, Ultimate Globetrotter François René Bouchard, Ultimate Ballet Dancer Ha-Neul Lee, Ultimate Stunt Cyclist Haia Itou, Ultimate Aerial Silk Artist Hidehisa Murahashi, Ultimate Trapeze Artist Honey McCormick, Ultimate Pastry Chef Katahiko Sorakubo, Ultimate Announcer Kazuya Kurita, Ultimate Archer* Kiki Kurita, Ultimate Security Tester* Mariko Tomomi, Ultimate Reality TV Screenwriter Maxim Krupin, Ultimate Cosmonaut Mio Fujihara, Ultimate Mixed Martial Artist Romeo Gallo, Ultimate Numismatist Takiji “Teddi” Tatsumi, Ultimate Tattoo Artist Yuri “Lily Rose” Kamisumi, Ultimate Short Story Author Yuu Takahashi, Ultimate Computer Engineer

Thank you again to everyone who applied! Please don’t think because this came fast that it was easy, I forced myself to be decisive but I still ended up expanding the roster past the original limits because it really was extremely difficult to pare down. I really appreciate all the attention and I had an amazing time reading all your apps!

[realityisentertaining]

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