DEAD 04

[thecomputer]

[Welcome, Anthy, Sakura and Simon!]

[You regain consciousness in a waiting room of some sort. Something is clearly odd - your entire body is slightly transparent, and everything you were carrying with you aside from your clothes is gone. On the plus side, you seem to be impervious to all harm.]

[There is an end table with two stacks of papers. One is a large area to write in (there is a small assortment of pens next to this), and the other all bear the same message:]

Congratulations! You have died.

Please wait in this area until such time as the exercise is terminated. At that time, you will be transferred to your appropriate afterlife. If you were assigned a Communist role, rest easy knowing that any ultimatum given as part of your motivation was false.

If you have any questions, please shout them into the air, and a representative will get back to you within 5-100,000 business days. If you have any final messages for the living, please write them on form B and submit it into the slot in the south wall. Delivery is not guaranteed.

[Sure enough, there’s a slot. In addition, a hallway connects this room with a much larger room, not unlike a movie theatre. A large screen on the far wall shows various events back in the facility as they unfold in real time. A side alcove provides slightly transparent popcorn and a water cooler, although hunger, thirst and exhaustion don’t seem to exist here.]

Comments

[ossifragant]

[Being teased is better than fighting.

Or at least it's better than fighting in closed quarters where you literally cannot ignore the person you're having an argument with.]

Hell, I'll never understand you.

[...]

But you're good company.

[alchemicals]

I'm a pretty straightforward guy, Greed, you'll figure it out eventually.

[...he doesn't know what to do with the rest of that, so let's just...not, with the rest of that. at least you tried?]

[ossifragant]

You're right.

And to be honest, as much as I love a good mystery, there's not much point to it when we're all trapped in a tiny room as disembodied souls.

[ossifragant]

[He's perfectly used to people ignoring half the things that come out of his mouth so this is a completely reasonable thing to do.]

I'm sure.

[murimurimuri]

Probably not much point to anything we do in here.

[He moves to pick up one of those "write to the living" forms.]

[ossifragant]

Probably not, but we have to pass the time somehow.

[He's not even certain if the letters to the living will reach the living, after all. They probably won't.]

[murimurimuri]

I'm going to work on my letter.

[He flips the sheet over and starts sketching out a chess board on the back.]

POPCORNING THE TRIAL

[murimurimuri]

[Simon is flicking his ghost popcorn at the screen like the most mature poltergeist.]

Tch, like anybody cares if you're a girl! Just shut up and die already!

[ossifragant]

[You're really bloodthirsty, Keyes.

He kind of likes this.]

She's not too good at lying, is she? I wonder if she'll get anyone to believe her.

[respring]

[ frowning

f r o w n i n g in the most passive-aggressive way possible that is her friend you dickbag ]

[absolutejustice]

I hope that those incinerators are nice and painful.

[murimurimuri]

I'd be impressed she's even trying if she didn't freaking murder me. But no, I'd like to think the only one who'd fall for that steaming load of crap is Mukuro, assuming Mukuro isn't a commie herself.

[murimurimuri]

You can ask her when she gets here.

[ossifragant]

She might be the final member.

[ossifragant]

Or you could always ask Matou.

[murimurimuri]

[Glances over at her and just rolls his eyes.]

If you have something to say, say it. The only bright side of being dead is that you can drop the P out of your PA behavior.

[murimurimuri]

Maybe. Yomiel thinks she's innocent because she didn't know how overnight roles worked. But if she's none too bright to begin with, he could be reading too much into that.

[alchemicals]

I don't know, I'm actually with your little friend in this case - they need to go after Fulbright, not Newman.

Not like I don't agree about Newman derailing the trial with her tits, mind you.

[murimurimuri]

Does it matter which one goes first? Unless they're planning to tie down the other and let them be executed for missing curfew and want to leave the one that would put up less of a fight. I'd have done it before the trial just to make sure the "execution" didn't come with more clone copies to have to deal with, but otherwise that is a pretty good idea!

[alchemicals]

That is exactly my point, actually.

That and I don't know how well Fulbright's been taking to picking targets and I have absolutely no doubt that Newman's bad at it; the kid's stupid. In the event that we're joined by Yomiel tomorrow, we want to leave the stupid ones alive.

[ossifragant]

Newman is doing a great job incriminating herself. Giving her another day to realize what's about to happen doesn't sound like such a bad thing. Maybe it'll give them time to find out who her remaining friend is.

[alchemicals]

There's that, too - she's going to panic and she's not going to quit. Maybe she'll end up dragging her friend down with her.

[absolutejustice]

Why not let her bark uselessly? It's not like it matters what she says. She's going to die, along with all her murderous friends.

[alchemicals]

...You are really creepy when you're not being chirpy, you know that?

[absolutejustice]

You're not the first person to tell me that.