#ousamaxgame

[fest-haru-blog]

Anyhow it went quiet in their current home. Haru had been finishing his last meal with Yuuji before it would finally start, their very own hunt. They had been talking about nonsense that nobody would want to hear or at least would bore everyone out. The last two mails had been received, no security camera video - and Haru was really bad with technical stuff. And so he already it wasn't him. Whatever. He was ready, gun loaded and the mask pulled over his face when he walked through the mansions second floor corridor. The gun between his fingers, ready to chase or be chased. His mind were sensible to every sound, yet something else kept him bus the same way. "King." He groaned. Instead of killing his former Senpai Haru just really wished for the one remaining player, the game master, to be killed. Yet he had no clue how to find him. His hand squeezed inside his pocket and finally he turned, almost jumped but It was only a tree outside, nothing to worry right now. God. @yuujibaba

[mpcamazotz]

@fest-haru

Aika was wandering around the house, sneaking here and there on her tiptoes. She suddenly felt in the mood to surprise Haru. “Where is he though?” She mumbled to himself, getting frustrated that she couldn’t find the male.

[sakuxrisu]

@matsuxjun

Once he was satisfied with everything he’d written he folded the piece of paper neatly. Writing a letter was certainly old fashioned these days but in his opinion it was far more touching than sending the same message via mobile.

He checked his watch for the third time within few minutes. The King was late. The former idol remembered well that the scheduled moment for the next order was supposed to be at 8 am. He started to clean away the dishes from the small desk in front of his couch to bring them back to the kitchen when the door opened and he turned his attention towards it as he held the plates with a glass on top of them. The folded letter was hidden in the pocket of his pants.

“What happened?” He asked with immediate concern at the obvious wrecked state of his remaining brother. “Oh God .. is Dara-chan alright? Please tell me she is alright,” he inquired cautiously after a painful silence. He started to curse the King violently in his mind, his heart sinking further as he helplessly watched Matsujun. He was oblivious to the sick and horrifying secret mission this poor guy had been cursed with.

[ousamaxgame-blog]

A lonely masked figure waited in silence on the couch. His usual threatening aura had faded and he seemed spaced out until he turned his attention to the approaching champion. He laughed in a weaker manner and struggled to sit up more straight. “The King probably expects me to congratulate you for the victory but I cannot do that,” he said genuinely with his voice still robotic and distorted, breaking the silence. “I wish it hadn’t been you. I always liked you and your honesty. You seemed like a good guy. You shouldn’t be cursed with such a fate,” he half muttered with a hint of agony in his voice. He would have stood up to face the winner properly if he wasn’t in the condition where he was fighting to stay conscious.

“I guess it’s too obvious by now. So much for my dramatic reveal moment,” he referred to his wounded condition and held a hand against the wound that was covered by the fabric of the shirt. He didn’t have much time, he knew this well. So he went for it. He reached for his mask and removed it to show his face, slightly pale by now with cold sweat on his skin. “Surprise,” Sho ripped off the small voice distortion devices that had rested against his neck and he glanced at the older male with tired eyes. “I guess now you are wondering why the hell did I do this .. it’s a long story and I doubt that I have much time to tell everything,” he grimaced in visible agony and sat on the couch more lazily, weakening gradually. “Truth is .. I’m a former champion. I used to be like you. I became a so-called victor of this game once, too. It’s been .. few years. I’m not sure. My prize? I became the man who would do the King’s dirty work during the next game. If I refused, he would destroy those close to me. I have a lot of blood on my hands .. but the King tricked me. He lied to me. Even though I obeyed to him, those I treasure the most got involved and destroyed. That was when I had enough,” he confessed with a lowered, hoarse voice, his eyes closing and tearing up as he fought to stay conscious.

“I wanted out of the game .. I wanted the good people out of the game with me. I already tried it once before but Matsujun managed to stop me. He failed the second time .. He was too busy mourning my “death” to notice the gun I had hidden underneath my sleeve .. one pull of the trigger and I had saved him. Another pull of the trigger and I had saved Dara. I wanted to save you, too, but the King wouldn’t allow it .. he turned my attempt into another sick twist of his game,” he laughed bitterly with his eyes shut. “He is always one step ahead huh .. “

He groaned weakly in pain and fell slowly to lie on his back on the couch. Not long now. “I guess that you are angry, maybe disappointed. But honestly I did like you and would have saved you. I’m sorry, Yuuji-kun .. if you wish to have your revenge .. there are few items on the table. A knife .. a string .. there is no gun since the King doesn’t exactly trust me for some reason,” he chuckled slightly with his eyes closed. “I truly wish that you won’t have to go through the same fate .. please take care,” he muttered, his grip on consciousness becoming weaker.

[taigaxkyomoto-blog]

Urgent announcement!

With great regret I must inform my dear players that the bus broke down. I have arranged a new ride home for you but there is a problem. This taxi has seats for five players only.

With 11 players still in the game .. You can do the math.

No one will leave this hotel until 6 more players have been terminated.

I don’t care how you will take care of this problem.

Just.

Do it.

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Reading the message as it came through his phone Taiga groaned again as he entered his chosen room, keeping the case in his hand as his eyes looked around the empty area with a heavy sigh. He sure wasn’t thrilled about the fact that anyone had to die but he was also to the point of where he really no longer cared, he just wanted things to be over with. He wanted to be out of this mad house and safe. It was silly that he wanted or hoped everyone would be safe. But he was also sure that wasn’t going to happen when the ride options was dwindling to a chosen few and getting even smaller the longer things took. He stood in the room, leaving the door wide open, there was others to join him in this room. 

[mvmory-blog]

( MAN COME ON IM CRYING AT THIS ORDER. My Arashi heart is screaming. MY MUSE CANT CHOOSE WTF. )

[matsuxjun]

【OrderVII - Arashi for Dream】

Unlike Sho, Jun had just stood there motionless, even when he could hear Aiba being dragged away from them. It wasn’t like he didn’t care, he was just petrified. Petrified over losing yet another family member of his. 

There were few people Jun sincerely and deeply cared about and three of them had been ripped away from him in the most brutal way someone could possibly imagine. There was no denying that he was in unbearable pain and he wasn’t quite sure how he was supposed to keep on going. Even if they managed this whole ordeal - which he doubted more and more as the minutes passed - how were they supposed to keep on living life? Life without Arashi.. Was that even a life? It was the only life he knew, the only life he cared for. And that life was no gone. Nothing more, than a memory. 

But as much as he wanted to cave in, give up, scream out in agony.. He couldn’t. He had to remain strong. He had to keep it together - for Sho. He had lost so much more than Jun. Not only had he lost three of his brothers, but his wife as well. The only person Sho had left was him. So if Jun wasn’t there to support him, who was? 

After the exits had been opened again, he walked together with Sho and Dara towards one of them, but stopped in front of it. With his eyes on Dara, he told her to take him outside and get a taxi. “I’ll be right there.” 

Jun could tell from the look she was giving him, that she understood. He needed a moment - alone. 

Once everyone was gone, Jun turned around and stared at the stage in front of him. How many times had he stared at that stage, deep in thoughts, while trying to think of new things they could do for their concerts? How many times had he given instructions to staff, while standing here? How many times had they filled this entire space and given their everything for the fans? 

Tokyo Dome. Once upon a time, it had been their dream to perform here. And ever since, they had performed here countless times. Always improving, always giving it their all. 

Now that dream had turned into a nightmare. All the good memories overshadowed by the pain and despair he was feeling now. 

Without even realizing it, Jun had mindlessly walked towards the stage and after stopping for a moment, climbed back onto it. Aiba’s body had been removed, but the puddle of blood had remained. 

That’s what finally broke him down. 

Turning around, Jun glanced around the empty dome and bit his lip painfully hard in an attempt to keep it all inside, but he couldn’t. Before he knew it, he had sunk to his knees, his own emotions and pain and tears overwhelming him. 

“Arashi for dream, huh?”

[hiro-bloodlust]

【Order V 】

@kwnxtales 

The hand of the male nervously stroke through his black hair over and over again, he barely could pay attention to the street he was driving on. Reading the order the other day, Hiro didn’t knew if he should be schocked or not. It wasn’t fair, not even logical. Just a simple “have luck or die” thing. Something he hated the most. But he wanted to be a part of this game, so he had to obey the King’s order. Even if it meant he would die in the end...but what not to do for fun? His gaze shortly went to the other male on the passenger seat next to him. Someone he had never seen before was in the same situation, and it definitely won’t become a acquaintanceship.  Sooner than he wanted to, they arrived at their destination, the Tokyo Sky Tree. Looking up to the building he could sense the fear creeping up inside of him. It wasn’t like he had never done bungee jumping before, but this was something completely different.  “So...here we are...let’s see how it will end tonight”, he adressed the male beside him, taking a deep breath as he got out of the car. He couldn’t stop staring at the building, seeing the platform where they had to be. Was it really that high or was he just imaging it...?