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Maestro + Nightfall | Wosh U Soul

The white noise of the laundry room was good and well, but Nightfall couldn't see the point of just hanging out in public spaces in a time like this. It was a little dangerous, especially for a room with only one door.

So she was only here for a quick bit of business. Exactly what that business entailed wasn't terribly obvious as she squatted by the supplies, turning over two bottles in her hands.

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victory in defeat | suffering game 2 reaction | bullseye

He knows he’s been doing fairly well with this trust game thing (and so has Cue), so Bullseye isn’t too concerned when he heads to the elevator. Or, at least, no more than his usual level of lingering doubt - he wouldn’t put it past Onryo to pull some sort of excuse to hurt Cue again, or change the rules at the last second.

When the results are shown, Bullseye immediately looks at his own, and - he won? A small, but extremely smug and satisfied smile appears on his face. Of course he did. Not that there was much to win, rather a lot to lose, but the knowledge that he’d played this little game the best of any of them makes him very, very happy with himself.

Ah, but wait. A lot to lose. Bullseye hadn’t even checked for who had the lowest score, so it was Onryo’s announcement that told him who it was. Dorian… One of the people he’d betrayed, he remembers.

Compared to when Cue had been spinning, Bullseye is downright calm now. The result of the spin has him shaking his head with an unhappy ‘tch’, but that mad desperation from before could almost have been a different person. As the execution starts, he even turns his head away. Although morbid curiousity is strong enough to have him glancing over a few times, he mostly looks everywhere but the screen. Well, given his previous reaction to blood…

When the whole thing’s over, he just looks flatly at Onryo. ‘Upset’ would be a stretch, given how distressed several of the others are, but he seems displeased.

A very small part of him wonders if he ought to have trusted Dorian. But it’s fine. It’s not as if it’s his fault that the guy wasn’t prepared to suspect others. So this isn’t his fault, either.

...And it would have been nice to get something for winning.

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roblox oof noise | lyric | ch1 spin 2 reaction

Lyric didn't go into this little gathering thinking that someone was going to die. They honestly expected to be the last on the board, but for some reason, that managed to not be the case. Looked like someone got it worse than they did, and that may have saved them from their own demise.

...But, does such a thing matter? Not at all!

Because they're in love.

Even as someone was just killed before their eyes, they hardly seemed phased. To everyone in the room, they yelled:

HA! Petty little threats will not affect me in the least! Not a thing can touch a heart that's in LOVE! That's right, I am no longer single! Finally!

While Labrat runs away crying, they point at him.

The two of us are together, thank you very much! Ahahahahahaha...

Leaving some ominous laughter behind and a very unneeded gloat, they turn heel and leave.

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Model Solidarity turned Model Solitary|| Labrat || Re: motive end

For once, Labrat decided to prepare himself for the tragedy that was bound to greet him at the sound of the announcement. With every announcement came something progressively worse, so all he could do was attempt to get all his tears and anxiety out on the walk there. He wasn't worried for himself; not once did he hit 0, but a lot of his friends somehow managed to, which was more unfortunate. 

Sure enough, as he stood there, calmer than last time, the punishment inevitably went to someone he was friends with; Dorian. Why did anyone want to betray such a nice person? When they did talk, Dorian was nothing but kind and supportive. Maybe it was just that Dorian was someone Labrat related to greatly, but he couldn't help but glance around at everyone with some discomfort. Hopefully the punishment wasn't too bad-

White.

His punishment was white.

Labrat barely had time to glance at Dorian before he was dragged away. Even if he had time, the other model was far too frozen with fear to do anything other than stare at Dorian with shock. He was gonna die. Labrat had seen death here already, but now it was his friend about to die

(TW: mentions of unreality) 

As the screen popped up, he didn't scream. Didn't cry. He didn't even protest. All Labrat did was close his eyes, hug his body tightly, then lower his head as he shut out all the carnage. So long, he focused on bettering himself; thinking more about the world and himself, but he didn't want to think at all right now. He wanted to live in blissful ignorance; a world where he'd open his eyes and Dorian was gone; freed from this prison with his life. It'd be sad that he was separated from his friend, but it'd be for the better

(TW over)

It didn't work though. It worked for a second, but the sound of all his remaining friends sobbing around him only kept him trapped in reality. This was all too real, and there was nothing he could do. Nothing except run and cry, that is.

In fact, that's exactly what he does the second they're free to go.

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Baby Shoes, Never Worn | Suffering Game 2 Reaction | Nightfall

Upon the summons, Nightfall made her way to the appointed place with a little gear in hand. She should have thought of this last time, frankly, but the train wreck with Cue and Bullseye had certainly reminded her this was an option.

She took up a space a safe distance from the wheel and rested against a podium there. And then she only had a minute to look over the full results screen with clear bemusement before the name was called.

Ah.

Mm.

That was bad.

She hadn't even considered that it might not be Hex or Lyric, honestly, but of all people... Still, it wasn't personal. She doubted it had been for anyone that had hit betray against Dorian. It just... was.

The spin came, and she found herself staring at the lit white wedge long after Dorian was gone from the room. Even when the execution had clearly started, she didn't look away. It wasn't her responsibility to watch. There was no way for her to help now. Just listen. All she ever needed to do was listen. The sounds didn't paint a very clear picture of what was happening, but it still didn't tempt her to look.

And then it ended. Onryo's comments, multiple people apologizing for whatever reasons they may have had... Her nails dug into the podium, eyes on Onryo's back as they retreated.

"Aren't you having such a great time? Just force us to make arbitrary choices that fall to chance and basic human nature so you can act like any part of this is our fault? Like it's our fault for hitting a poorly-named button on your game? Like it's his fault you killed him? You're just soooooooo FUCKING cute!"

She turned on her heel and stormed into the elevator like it hadn't been suggested by the same person she was chewing out. The ferocity effect was probably lost by her hauling a kit and an ironing board along with her, though.

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Sloppy | Lioness| chapter 1 spin 2 reaction

Lioness once again stands in the back of the crowd watching everyone else as much as she watched Dorian going to the wheel. She didn't watch it spin with baited breath. Watching the wheel and praying wouldn't change the outcome. The horror on everyones faces told Lioness all she needed to know.

She looked at the wheel and saw it had landed on white. It was time to watch Dorian get taken away and killed.

The murder was overly complicated and sloppy.

Such a waste. Dorian didn't deserve that.

The only thing of note was Onryo, mentioning Mockingbird. That had to be an operatives code name. Was it a useful name or a red herring?

She got on board the elevator as soon as they were allowed on, and took a slow deep breath. She gave everyone a supportive smile.

After all what else could you do?

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For What It's Worth | Suffering Game Reaction | Starling

Starling had voted 'trust' all the way down over the course of this motive. Either the people they were matched with were people that they liked, or well... trusting people was the right thing to do, even if they were strangers. They couldn't betray anyone, any more than they could tell lies or cheat. It just wasn't something they could allow themselves to do.

(Operative Starling was a rotten person. They'd known that from a young age. But at least they made up for it well enough.)

But... at the same time, there had to be a loser in all of this. That had been in the back of Starling's mind from the motive's inception. Not everyone was as willing to trust as he was. Someone would have to well, suffer at the end of this, and there was no real way around it.

Starling already felt a bit ill as they rode the elevator to the wheel room. That they had scored reasonably well during this motive, all things considered, barely registered with them. They were too busy focusing on what might happen to Dorian.

Nothing they could do, they reminded themselves, as they watched Dorian spin the wheel. Nothing they could do, they told themselves, as the wheel came up on white. Nothing-

(-it still should have been you, that part of their brain insisted, as if Starling, rotten coward that they were, was actually going to volunteer-)

-no, nothing at all, that could be done to save Dorian. All Starling could do was watch him die. And this time they did watch until the end. It was the only thing they could do, even if it made them absolutely sick to their stomach. Even if it took everything in their power to keep watching, right up until the end.

"...I'm sorry."

As if that was good enough.

Starling slunk off silently once Onryo dismissed everyone. They went straight to their room, sat on their bed, and buried their face in their hands. They remained there for a long time.

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why do you care for me | Paradigm | C1C2 Suffering Game Reaction

Paradigm had done something extremely risky with this stupid motive game. However, she hasn't heard her name, she hadn't seen any of her stuff taken, so she figures by and large she's relatively safe. That, honestly, is a huge shocker. The polyglot comes on the fifth day, and gotten her result, there comes Onryo. Finding the rest of her elevator buddies, she gives everyone a look before edging her way to a spot near Selene and Starling.

Gotta protect her softs, yeah?

Once in the room, Paradigm looks at her ElectroID and the MOTIVE RESULTS.

She frowns as she immediately spots Bullseye being the winner (somehow), and Dorian... looking at their results, she looks up, stricken. "Why?" She asks, watching one of her two earliest friends in WC stroll up to the wheel. "We could have just... what am I saying. I know better."

The wheel clicks to a stop on 'white'.

In a rushed whisper of Italian, Paradigm whispers "<Please, please, no... no.>"

Dorian gets taken away, and Paradigm trembles. Her gaze is on the screen, and her glasses slide down her nose. She trembles. Dorian runs from death, but as we all know, death is inevitable. Someone here knows that, all that well. Dorian collapses to the ground after the injection, and she hopes that's the light.

She knows it's not. Onryo dismisses them, and Paradigm heads for the elevator. Luckily, this time she makes it to her dorm room. Luckily, this time she doesn't faint. Sitting on her bed, she tucks her face into one of her pillows, and the shaking starts again-

As she starts weeping.