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My name is Zero. The nine of you have been selected to play a game. The Nonary Game. Your goal is to seek a door that carries a 9. Will you be able to reach it in time? Can you navigate yourself through the Museum of an Alternate Past?
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Feed the Birds | Ichigo | Prologue | RE: Game Start, ATTN: Yori
Truth be told, Ichigo felt very confused by what was going on.
They knew that sneaking into an apparently haunted and abandoned building was a bad idea, but they couldnât just leave their fellow classmates alone. Thus, theyâve tagged along and now, they were inside the building, but⌠several things just didnât match up.
First of all, there were actually occupants, despite the fact that the entire Vanderboom family had died several years ago. However, it was weird how the estate itself was in such a sorry state⌠or at least parts of it.
The next thing that was strange was outside - when Ichigo had looked out of a window, theyâve seen that their surroundings had changed. Ichigo might not be the brightest person to wander these realms, but they were pretty damn sure that there wasnât an forest when theyâve come here.
The last thing - and probably the most unsettling one -, was the forbidding words of the maid Miyuki. What bodies were supposed to drop? That felt⌠very ominous. The harmonicist decided that they should be very cautious when exploring this place.
⌠Actually no, there was something else that had surprised them.
Why was a sparrow on their kasa?
Although it felt vaguely familiar, Ichigo doubted that it couldâve come from where they lived - however, the little feathery being felt comfortable enough to hang around them.
Well, in the end, they didnât mind, so they let the bird do as it pleased.
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A few hours later, Ichigo was sitting underneath the big tree outside, seemingly just relaxing as they let the bird - whom they just called simply âSparrowâ - eat the seeds and grains from the bowl they were carrying.
Although there was an owlery present, there was nothing better than nature itself⌠even though it was rather misty. Still, they prefered to spend their time outside and no mist would move them away anytime soon.
As they were so quiet themselves, they picked up the sounds of footsteps fairly quickly and turned their head to the source of the noises. Patiently, they waited for who or what was coming - and thankfully, it was just one of their classmates. It wouldâve been bad if it was some of those⌠questionable tenants that supposedly roamed around the area.
They bowed slightly, but remained seated.
â⌠Gâday. Nameâs Sanada Ichigo. âN ya?â
⌠How very much talkative.
Heck, the bird chirped even more than theyâve uttered words.
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Zero Escape AUs are my lifeblood, though you donât need to actually know the franchise to enjoy this part of the statistics! All explanations can be found underneath the Read More, just as always~
Vanderboom Estate Statistics (Part 1)
I do this all the time, so here we go~!
Hello everyone~! Iâm Yuufa (she/her) and I live in germany, which means my timezone is GMT +1! As long as you can tag animal abuse/death and violent drunks for me, weâre golden!
I was in many RPs, but my most notorious ones would be Doubt Academy 5 and 6, Astral Cabal 2 and 3 and all Lunatic Lunado games! If you want to know the entire list for some reason, hit me up, Iâm chill with sharing that.
As for whom Iâm gonna play in this game, thatâs gonna be Ichigo Sanada, SHSL Harmonicist! Theyâve already been in a group before, but sadly, it got canceled. But hey, they get another shot now! Anyway, you might only know their one song that got insanely popular throughout the internet. Otherwise... not really, Ichigo tries to stay out of any attention as much as they can.
Letâs have fun in the Vanderboom Estate~!
Ukukuku⌠It seems as if we have quite the group of visitors here, Edward! What a rare commodity. As a member of the Vanderboom clan, I will be sure to serve you all with the hospitality only those from Rusty Lake can provide!
Yuki Akiyama, Psychologist
Leong Bae, Korean Drama Actor
Nina Brunelle, Plus Sized Model
Margaux Delacroix, Molecular Biologist
Chika Frietas, Street Performer
Ashley Graves, FX Makeup Artist
Etsuko Hatsu, Fashion Designer
Rumi Komaeda, Shoujo Mangaka
Arlechenno di Mercurio, Stage Magician
Zenjirou Okasan, Clockworker
Yori Omori, Geneticist
Orfila, Toxicologist
Ichigo Sanada, Harmonicist
Shino Shiraishi, Voice Actor
â*ËË¡AikoâStarlight¡ËË*â, Magical Girl
Yurei Yuasa, Calligrapher
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emo cheerios || Hibiki || Chapter Two (RE: Execution, ATTN: Ichigo)
In hindsight, Hibiki probably shouldâve expected something to go wrong.Â
With someone like Monoshi running a game about murder for kicks, he shouldâve⌠more or less expected the punishment to be something less pleasant than incarceration. Maybe a full blown execution wasnât exactly what Hibiki had in mind, either, sure, but some physical punishmentâŚ
But that didnât matter. The execution was there, it was real, it was happening right before his eyes, and the fact that heâd more or less sent this poor kid to this â not that he knew, but even if he did, was there⌠any other way around it?
The dancer watched in silence, grimacing, his fists tightening and un-tightening and shaking all the while, and he found himself gripping his podium tightly, barely stopping himself from marching right up to Monoshi and decking him across the face for having the gall toâŚ
But if he was going to attack that blonde girl just for talking sternly at him, then who knew what would happen if Hibiki actually attacked the mysterious new conductor.
So when he opened the door, Hibiki stormed out without another word, making his way towards his room⌠and throwing his fist towards the wall, once, twice⌠just twice. God damn it, no.
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Thankfully, with the addition of some new rooms, one in particular catching his interest, the dancer would no longer have to go punching strictly at walls when his blood ran hot.
It was only natural that, after taking some time to cool off in his room - and of course, by cool off, I mean lay back in bed (despite it not being night anymore) and staring angrily at the ceiling, muttering curses under his breath. What a charming dude. - heâd find himself heading straight for the workout area in search ofâŚÂ something. He was a dancer, kind of an athlete, sort of. Of course heâd gravitate towards that area.Â
So upon finding one of the roomâs punching bags, Hibiki promptly went to town on the thing. It was clear he didnât have much an idea how punching bags worked beyond âpunch them,â but he was sure as hell getting that right. Lot of pent up anger, taken out on⌠well, it wasnât a person. That was where it counted, right? Especially since someone seemed to take interest in the room during that time as well - though Hibiki didnât quite notice themâŚÂ
After spending some time in the dining car playing their harmonica, Ichigo decided that it was time to be more productive. They didnât want to return to their room yet, so they figured that they might as well explore the new cars opened up to them. Hopefully, it wasnât involving too much technology... It was already way too difficult to keep up with what they had thus far. Spare a bumpkin from all this complicated stuff, will ya?
Theyâve heard of karaoke before, but never participated in such an event themself, so the room was rather lost on them. Ichigo was glad to see that they got an infirmary now - at least they wouldnât have to worry to run out of bandages, because they havenât brought that much with them. Their hands are definitely thankful for this.
The next cabin promised to be actually... interesting. Working out would be a good activity to pass by the time. It would also help them to grow stronger when theyâre going back home - and they were pretty much set on that. They wouldnât let themself get killed nor anyone else - the first pair to fall for this game would be the last, they swore.
However, they werenât the first to arrive at the room, given how someone was already hitting one of the punching bags repeatedly. Was this training or... just frustration being set out? Ichigo wouldnât know and they werenât sure if they shouldnât just leave for the moment, so they wouldnât disturb his concentration.Â
Sparrow, however, had different plans.
The bird chirped loudly, taking off from Ichigoâs kasa and flying around. Seemed like as if the little feathery animal wanted to spread its wings out a bit. Maybe it was inspired by their classmate? Who knew.
â... Ah, sorry if Sparrow pullâd ây outta yer focus.â
For some reason, they felt responsible for the birdâs action that they clearly couldnât control... after all, it was a wild animal that just seemed to take a liking to Ichigo. Or more like their kasa, really.
âUh, yâ name was... Kasuga-san, aight? Are yâ here tâ train?â
Maybe not the most smooth move, but Ichigo wasnât exactly known to be that anyway.
The strange ways technology works | Ichigo | Chapter 2 | ATTN: Kiyoshi
It felt a bit strange to watch Ichigo, given that most of their face was concealed. Eyes were called windows to the soul, right? Without being able to see them he felt like he was talking to a walking umbrella. The little bird was cute, though; he smiled at it, as if it would be able to recognise facial expressions.
âPleasure to meet you as well, Sparrow-chanâŚ!â
He felt like it would be a little too odd to give the bird a shortened nickname too. For a few moments he watched the little creature curiously, wondering why it perched on Ichigo all the time. He wasnât aware that birds ever formed a connection with a human.
The boy was brought out of that chain of thought when the item the other student had received was held out to him. As soon as he laid eyes on it he jumped, as if shocked with electricity, and stared at it with a mixture of horror and surprise.
How had whoever was doing this found this photo? Even Kiyoshi couldnât remember where he had last put this. He thought it had gone missing.
âThatâsâŚâ
He swallowed painfully, trying to keep tears from coming.
âThatâs my family. My mother, father, and my two sisters, Nanako and Namie. Before the, uhâŚâ
He trailed off, eyes trained on one person in the photo. It was as though he was having a silent reunion with someone from days long past. His sentence never continued.
In all honesty, Ichigo didnât expect much of a reaction. Thousands of photographies existed, so why should this particular one be recognised by anyone here? The chances were rather slim, but still, it didnât hurt to ask in case something would come out of it, right?
And it seemed like as if it did.
Ichigo raised their eyebrows slightly when the blonde jumped in surprise, his eyes fixated on the picture in their hand. When they saw tears slowly forming in his eyes, her eyebrows curled up in worry. Was this... not good?
Luckily, they received an answer a second later. So this was a picture of their family, huh? The harmonicist took another glance at the picture themself. They looked all so tired, but... they certainly looked happy.
Ichigo kept their silence at first, waiting for a moment for him to continue - but it seemed like as if he chose to remain silent on whatever he was about to say.
The kasa wearing student decided to stretch their arm out, offering the picture to him.
âTake it. âS important tâ yâ, ainât it?â
â... Families are tâ be treasured, after all.â
A gentle smile crossed their features.
The strange ways technology works | Ichigo | Chapter 2 | ATTN: Kiyoshi
Kiyoshi had already been in the game room before, but he hadnât had the chance to test out all of the gadgets there. It was far better to keep himself preoccupied after everything that had happened, and if he had the chance to bump into company he would much prefer that to the solitude of his room, too.
It was a rather strange sight, though, to see one of his classmates squatting in front of the Monomachine, staring into the chute. What were they doingâŚ? He recognised the person as Ichigo, who had seemed like a rather pleasant fellow, though Kiyoshi had a little trouble understanding their accentâŚ
Upon being addressed the strawberry-blond boy straightened up like a pole and raised his eyebrows, alert and ready to help.
âHello! Oh? UmâŚâ
He turned to examine the machine as well. To be honest he hadnât used it himself, but from a glance he could estimate what was meant to be done with it.
âWell, you see, thereâs a slot here to put coins in. And then things come out of that hole youâre looking into. Whether theyâre useful things or not I donât know, butâŚ!â
Kiyoshiâs voice was so smooth and sweet it was reminiscent of an air hostess calming the passengers and providing safety information before liftoff.
âItâs nice to formally meet you, by the way!â He bowed. âMay I call you Icchan? My name is Kiyoshi Seki, if you didnât know.â
Although Ichigo was slightly confused as to how much the other straightened up, they did not question it. Sure, they blinked a bit, but that wasnât visible thanks to their kasa anyway.
As they listened to the blondeâs explanation - what a soothing voice they had! -, they looked at the monomachine shortly. They had seen the slot before, but werenât smart enough to figure out that coins were supposed to go in there. What coins, though?
... Wait a minute, havenât they found some when they solved that one puzzle?
Ichigo took out two coins from their pockets and glanced at them for a moment thoughtfully, before they returned their attention back to their fellow classmate.
âI see... Makes sense, yeah. Thanks fer thâ help.â
They bowed a bit to show their gratitude, then straightened themself out again while still kneeling. That procedure was repeated when introductions were made, though this time, it wasnât out of gratitude, but out of politeness.
â... Sure go aâead. I dunâ mind it.â
âNice tâ meet yâ as well, Seki-san. Guess yâ already know mâ name, huh? âN Sparrow too.â
As if on cue, the bird chirped loudly and flapped a bit with its wings, before it went back to clean itself.
They decided to insert the coins into the slot that Kiyoshi mentioned and when they were in, Ichigo waited... and began to wonder if they need to do anything else.
The capsules came out and it surprised Ichigo, as evident by their flinching when the monomachine began to make noises. Confused that they got two capsules, they took one and inspected it. When they opened it, they were staring at a picture.
{#046} Pristine Photograph - Though this photograph looks old and the shine has somewhat faded, it isnât crumpled or scuffed at all. In the picture are two little girls, a woman, and a man. You donât recognise any of them, but they do remind you of someone. All of their faces look tired, yet theyâre still smiling.
â... Dâ yâ recognize anyone here, Seki-san?â
They showed him the picture, patiently waiting for a response.
The strange ways technology works | Ichigo | Chapter 2 | ATTN: Kiyoshi
Itâs been a day since the execution and truthfully speaking, Ichigo was a bit lost on what they were supposed to do now. Theyâve explored the new areas already, so they knew they could at least keep themself fit. But otherwise⌠it was still as boring as before.
Well, boredom might not be the right word, given what had recently happened, but⌠they werenât used to not work on the farm for so long. Their body was already itching to do some hard work, anything productive at all.
It was at that time when they remembered something about the trial that had left them confused - the monomachine. People had talked about it, but they were still not sure what it was supposed to be. Thus, they figured they might as well look for it and try to figure it out on their own.
It took some time for them to finally realize that one of the machines in the game room was the so-called Monomachine. Standing in front of it, they inspect it from all sides, but⌠really, what was it supposed to do? What were they supposed to do with it?
Ichigo knocked gently against the machine, hoping it would answer them - but nothing. Next, they decided to talk to it.
â⌠Hello.â
No response (obviously enough). Furrowing their eyebrows, they walk around the machine again. Sparrow chirped cheerfully as ever, amusingly observing what their human friend was doing.
When they kneeled down and stared intently at the opening (from where the capsules came from, but thatâs not something that they would know), the harmonicist turned their head around when someone walked into the room. Theyâve seen the other, but never talked to them⌠Maybe they could help?
âUh, âscuse me? Hey there.â
Ichigo waved their bandanged hand, still kneeling down but⌠really, they were still big enough to be at the same height as a small person of around⌠5â˛3â˛â?
âDo yâ know what this thinâ is? âM tryinâ tâ figure it out mâself, but âs too⌠uh, strange fer me.â
That wasn't what I expected, but okay | Ichigo | Chapter 2 | RE: Voting Results, Execution Reaction
When it was announced that they got it right, Ichigo felt relieved that they werenât misguided in their vote. They had hesitated at first when only one of his palms was injured, but with no one else being even remotely suspicious, there was no better bet than this. It also made sense with all the evidence pointed out - especially the hidden wires.
Either way, they caught the culprit, but now was the question⌠what were they supposed to do? Would they just lock him up somewhere, so he wouldnât kill someone again? But Monoshi said something about punishmentâŚ
Silently, Ichigo waited for an explanation of any sort - but it remained silent in the courtroom. They blinked a bit, unsure if they should go ahead and simply ask what has happened or why heâd killed the girl.
But alas, they hesitated too much and the SHSL Good Luck - Ichigo was honestly unsure what to make of this talent - was dragged away. The harmonicist just looked confused, before their attention was directed to the TV. Wow, so this is what TVs these days looked like? At least, they assumed it was a TVâŚ
Anyway, what was displayed on it didnât help to clear anything up - though when Endou started to bleed from his ears, the kasa wearer seemed to be taken aback. This was not a good sign. Not at all. This must be incredibly painful-
Oh.
Oh god.
Did they just witness someoneâs death? Did they truly just see how someone got decapicated right in front of their eyes?
Ichigo was at a complete loss when the execution was over and Monoshi told them that new cabins had been opened up for them. They ignored their keycard and instead, simply stood there for another minute in complete silence.
Even though heâd killed someone, he⌠didnât deserve to die.
Just as quietly as theyâve remained, they went out of the trial room, making their way to the dining car. When theyâve arrived there, they pulled out their harmonica and began to play a melody for the newly deceased.
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The sacrifices you make for investigations... | Ichigo | Chapter 1 | Trial | RE: Tarou, ATTN: Everyone
When Tarou began to speak, Ichigo turned their head around to face him. So far, the only interaction they had was during the investigation when they asked him to watch over their little experiment. They furrowed their eyebrows when he brought up the fact that Nanamiâs hands were clean and she wouldâve likely struggled against whoever was trying to kill her.
After a bit more consideration, they spoke up again.
ââS true, she woulda âave struggled, but what âbout thâ wound she received oâ her âead? What if that made âer dizzy ânough tâ not be able tâ fight against thâ culprit?â
They scratched their cheeks.
âI mean, why else would thâ wire be even hidden away tâ begin wiâ? And it did match thâ wound oâ her neck. So we might as well look if someone doesnât âave marks on their âands.â
At that point, they thought that it might be a good idea to finally reveal what was up with their own hands.
âI say that âcause I made a lilâ experiment shortly bâfore thâ trial started. I asked Akiyama-san tâ watch over me when I took thâ wire and tried it out on a chair. Wanted tâ see if it woulda leave somethinâ oâ yer âands if yâ pull strong ânough. As yâ can see, it did. Can show yâ how the marks actually look like if yâ wanâ me tâ.â
Technology is scary, folks | Ichigo | Chapter 1 | Trial | RE: Hibiki, ATTN: Masae, Hibiki (kinda)
Ichigo raised their eyebrows slightly when Echo told them that sheâd gotten a note. Not like anyone could see that due to their kasa, but it happened. Anyway, they were just glad that nothing happened to her, though itâs not like as if they were one to talk; they wouldâve done the same.
One of the people she hadnât conversed with piped up, suggesting that they might do a handwriting check. That was actually a good idea, given the noteâs existence.
When he wondered from where the metal wire could come from, all Ichigo could do was shrug.
âDunno. Didnât find anythinâ that woulda match thâ wire. Thou maybe I shoulda mention that it was made up oâ several thinner metal wires ân one wrapped around âem all. It was as long as mâ forearm.â
For measurement, they held out their forearm, before retracting it. They listened to their fellow classmates introduce themself and bring in their own opinion on the matter. They agreed with Teddie - if someone went as far as to hide this wire in a pot plant, they didnât want for it to be found.
The harmonicist was a bit surprised when Monoka started to speak, but then looked between said stewardess and Masae. Oh, that was a clever idea and- whoa, those keycards could even do that?! How was that even possible?
⌠Technology was scary.
âOh yeâ, âs true what yâ say, Atoshi-san. They coulda have tried tâ mask their actuâl handwritinâ when they wrote thâ note. Still, K⌠Kasuga-san? Sorry if âm wronâ, kinda hard tâ remember all names, but he has a point. Checkinâ our handwritinâ coulda provide useful.â
Though itâs not like as if they had a notepad on their person. They totally didnât thought about bringing such a thing along, though Masae had the utensils, right? Or someone else could lend their notepad to the causeâŚ
The tall tree speaks | Ichigo | Chapter 1 | Trial | RE: Trial Start, Sumire, Echo, Yuki
If your gaze would fall upon the harmonicist as they take their spot in the trial room, you would notice two distinct things about them. The first would be their bandanged hands that were placed on top of the podium - the second was a bit of blood on their kasa where Sparrow was bouncing up and down. If you focused your eyes on the bird specifically, you might be able to see blood on its feet.
Ichigo looked around, noting that they had complete strangers as neighbors. Luckily though, their roommate and Echo were only a bit farther on their left, so they didnât feel all too lost. Masae was a bit further away, but it was still alright.
It was a bit unnerving to have the portrait of Nanami staring roughly in their direction, but they had to deal with it. Either way, the trial started and Ichigo could already tell that there was no way that they could remember everyoneâs name in such a short time.
They regarded their trial neighbor with a questioning look when they said something about olfactory thingmajis. If they werenât completely wrong, that meant that she wanted to smell everyone, right? Uh⌠okay.
âYâ can go aâead, but yer gonna smell blood oâ mâ âands. I tried somethinâ out while we were all runninâ âround tâ find out whâ happened.â
To prove their points, they held up their bandanged hands, which had a very faint pinkish taint at the spot where their hand palms were.
It didnât seem like as if they would explain that instance yet - after all, more people talked and it was kind of hard to follow everything. Echo said something about a knife⌠the murder weapon?
âI didnât really looked at thâ knife, but I doubt that was used tâ kill Momotani-san. Yâknow, the wound went almost all âround, which woulda be sorta difficult tâ do with a knife without messinâ up somewhere.â
âTâ be âonest, I found a metallic wire burried in one oâ the potted plants in thâ dining car. It had blood oâ in and when I tried tâ match it tâ thâ wound, it woulda âave matched.â
There was also talk about the plate and the ginger ale⌠although they couldnât contribute much to either, they did have one more thing to mention.
âOh yeah, if yâ wondered from where the arsenic came, one bottle was missinâ from thâ storage. Also, thâ bottle was half empty, so that stuff musta be somewhere. Didnât smell thâ ginger ale, but it woulda made sense fer it tâ be there.â
Anyway, their roommate was already starting to speculate if culprit and murderer seemed to know each other. Ichigo wasnât sure why Yuki offered this suggestion, but they were smart, so it surely mustâve mean something.
âI lookâd throuâ all thâ public rooms and didnât find a note anywhere.â
Ichigo was already content to take a step back again, because boy, they werenât used to talk so much, but then they remembered something.
â⌠Ichigo Sanada, Harmonicist. Fellow up thereâs named Sparrow âcause itâs a sparrow.â
Thanks.
Alright, 1x fucked up hands - get. After putting back the wire, Ichigo goes back to the kitchen and looks at the bottle - it's the same arsenic one that's missing from the storage?
Poor Ichigo!! Please bandage yourself!! It is, though. Itâs about half empty.
