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TEST DRIVE!
Prompt 1: Amnesia
[ You woke up, all your memories having vacated you. Well, that sucks. But hey, no time like the present to go out and figure out things. Maybe someone in your smartphone contacts knows you or what's going on. You open up your smartphone's lock screen and-- hey, that looks relevant. Profile pages! It has your unit name, member names, but no pictures. . .
Well, the rest varies. This one says Likes: Industrial Strength cleaning products, Breakbeat hardcore, Volleyball shorts and Dislikes: Roombas, Electro-industrial, Maid Outfits. The next has a thrilling tale that concludes with the idol mud-wrestling God, though it doesn't mention if they won or not. The third says that the member became an idol because they want to use the television and media attention to get the notice of their long lost sister, and reunite their family. The fourth just has someone's three sizes. The fifth has a detailed astrological profile.
Since no one remembers their names and there's no pictures to match it to, this is actually less helpful than you hoped. And furthermore, the doors aren't opening until you and the rest of the amnesiacs on this unit tell it who is who. Looks like you and the rest of these people have to discuss which of you is more likely to have mud-wrestled god, and who joined because they really want to find their long-lost sister. Or you can just use the tape-measure that was left sitting on the main table of the center room, that might be a quick way to settle at least one of these things. ]
Prompt 2: Memory Regain
[ You saved up your points, performing in Games or Lives or Vids, something or other until you had enough points to put the order in.
You didn't really know how to expect a memory to look like, but as it turns out there's just an alert on your app. Once you click it, a playback starts-- on the screen, and in your mind. You remember something now.
However, in buying the cheap version, that just broadcasted to several other people's phones in the area as well as all screens in the area. Cool. That was definitely what you were trying to do. ]
Prompt 3: Game Time
[ Welcome to the Game Tower. Today's game is a sort of mad fake phantom thief free-for-all. You arrived, were given top hats and cloaks, and the inside floor of the tower had been remodeled to resemble an art museum, with a giant roulette wheel right by the elevator you exited. Below that was a little slot, where today's hologram host explained the wheel would spit out a slip with a goal just for you.
So you have a little slip of paper with a goal on it, and no way of knowing what anyone else's goals are, though you did see the big roulette wheel being spun at the beginning letting you know the some of the possibilities:♚Steal a heart
♚Steal a life
♚Steal an object
♚Steal a kiss
♚Steal someone's clothes
♚Steal someone's shoes
♚Steal a secret
♚Steal the giant statue from the center of the museum
♚Steal the portrait that depicts your true love
...well, waiting around isn't going to get you any points. Get to it, temporary phantom thief! ]
Prompts 4: Fanmail
[ Today, trying to take the elevators up from the lobby to access the apartments you and the other units live in just isn't working. Upon the doors being pried open, you found out why quickly: the elevator shaft was jammed up with fan mail, so it couldn't properly descend. Letters cascades out from between the open doors: letters from people who watch you play games, do lives, make vids, and probably all sorts of other things on those omnipresent cameras.
Are you really going to read these? Though right at your feet, a few have spilled from their envelopes. Now you can't help but read those. Here's one in purple glitter pen that says, jesus just come into my home and strangle me with your hair and one that is written with newspaper cut out letters (alarmingly reminiscent of a calling card written by a serial killer) that reads incongruently hello my soft best child ur good and valid and I love you forever plz be ok don't listen 2 the haterz u have done nothing wrong. Oh, and here's one asking if you can wear tighter pants for your next live, they want a better shot of your ass for their shrine. This one just says MARRIED?
Well, it's just as well you have no idea who those were for. Most this fanmail isn't for you. Except for the few that you just read, they're all labeled in envelopes for different people from all the units. Time to read other people's fanmail. Or try and find them and deliver the fanmail. Or just start a big fire in the middle of the lobby, you could do that too. ]
Prompts 5: Wildcard
Feel free to make your own prompt. Here is a link to specific unit information, if you would like to use it as inspiration.
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Shoka Sakurane | Neo: The World Ends With You
[There's a new girl squinting at her phone as her finger hovers over the memory regain options. Private is, well, private, but public is cheaper...]
Seriously? What is this, some kind of racket?
B - Game Time
[She studies her slip of paper for a moment before sighing and tucking it into a pocket.]
Well, it's not too bad for a starter game... I guess.
[She seems confident in herself, if nothing else.]
C - Wildcard - Shopping!
[Once she's earned some extra spending points, this newbie can be found on the prowl... at the department store. And, upon spotting other characters:]
Hey! Mind helping a girl out?
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Of course. What is it?
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Hm. Which unit are you on? I'm not very good at fashion and such, but I'll try to help if I can.
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Sussurro | Arknights | Sorry for no icons am work,,,
[Sussurro stares at the slip she was given for some while, then looks up to the giant roulette wheel, frowning.]
Some of these are downright dangerous. What happens if I refuse to do them?
2. Fanmail
[Wow! This is a lot of not good mail! Sussurro takes a look at a few and decides not to look further. But at the same time... leaving this mess here doesn't feel right, if only because it would be easy to slip on these.
When you come down to the lobby, it's a little more tidy than you'd expect... and then you suddenly hear a voice behind you.]
Excuse me. Please move.
[If you look around, you are being addressed by... a stacked pile of paper. If you try to peer around it, though, you can notice a bit of a fox ear, flicking impatiently.]
3. Wildcard: HEALTH CHECKS
[If you are incautious enough to run into Sussurro somewhere - in the lobby, in the park, in a cafe somewhere, in one of the bath houses... Please be prepared as her ears prick up at seeing you and she makes her way over to you with a determined expression.]
Hello. Do you have a little time? I'm compiling a list of patients.
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Oh—well, Miss, as long as the rest of your unit does well, there's probably no issue!
Although... hm, they didn't say if there would be penalties for losing.
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also let's say she's still without memories, but!!! There is certainly something familiar about the Cautus...]
Oh--thank you.
[Wait.]
Penalties?.. I suppose that might make sense if there are rewards for winning, but... It's not actually a very effective incentive strategy in the long term.
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[Flynn steps quickly to the side. But after a moment.]
Would you like some help with that?
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She looks up at him; Sussurro is tiny at her 4'7, so almost everyone is tall to her... but still. Tall.]
I would appreciate it. I don't like the mess they've all left here.
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Flynn Scifo | Tales of Vesperia
...stealing?
[He raises his eyebrows and stares down at the piece of paper in his hand in a judgmental fashion.]
Well... I suppose it is only a game. As long as all the appropriate items are returned afterwards, I don't see any harm in it.
[There's no way anyone would seriously consider taking someone's life over a game-- RIGHT?? MAYBE... it could be fun!!]
Fanmail
[SOMEONE seems popular this fanmail. Although that someone just seems confused, looking at the awkward pile of boxes and packages stacked before him. Considering this is his first time being in a position to recieve fan mail--]
...all of this? [His eyes narrow and he shakes his head slightly.] There must be some mistake.
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Excuse me.
[Yes, you. There is a new face calling out to you in a friendly, if not somewhat overly polite manner.]
If you have a moment, I'd like to ask you a few questions. Particularly... what do you enjoy doing for fun here?
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First up, what's with the sudden interrogation? Do I even know you?
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[Taken aback, he shakes his head.]
No, no! My apologies. I didn't intend for it to come across like that. As you can see I'm still getting used to the way things are here.
[So he extends his hand.]
It's a pleasure to meet you.
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internal screaming] [ Snorts softly. ]It's got your weird profile name on it, right? Most of those are pretty hard to get mixed up.
[ He'll remember this later, when he's got enough of his memories back to find it extremely funny that you were skeptical. ]
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Maybe I underestimated the popularity of this program somewhat. [...] Even so! There's no way I can possibly keep so many items-- much less unpack and read through each one individually.
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As little sense as it makes to have a bunch....
Frankly, I'm not surprised you got a pile like this.
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[That part he can absorb just fine but the latter... receives a curious yet puzzled raise of the eyebrow.]
...hm? You really think so? Why is that?
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wildcard
She is fine with being called over, but it seems that Sussurro wasn't ready for the question. She looks briefly startled, then thoughtful.]
Fun... um. I... read books, or listen to music.
[A pause, and then it seems like inspiration strikes. She looks considerably more animated next.]
Oh, I enjoy visiting different parks and places here. There is a lot of beautiful scenery and architecture, and each place is thematically different. I take a little coffee or tea with me to have picnics outside sometimes. If you would like some suggestions, I can give them.
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He listens patiently with a smile on his face.]
Honestly, I think that sounds lovely. I happen to enjoy reading quite a bit myself. But it would be nice to get out a bit more, I suppose. We have had some really nice weather lately.
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Utage | Arknights
[ A good amount of the time that elapses during the game Utage seems to spend just milling about. She adjusts the new accessories in any reflective surfaces she can find, trying the cape all on or half off, wearing the hat at a jaunty angle over one ear, fiddling with her monocle; in general, just idling as the roulette wheel spins - and spins, and spins.
Once it spits out a slip for her, there's not much that seems to immediately change. She tries the hat over her other ear, instead, takes a moment to adjust it -
And reaches for the hilt of her sword. ]
Alllllright, let's get to it! I'll make it quick, so don't move - 'kay?
B - Fanmail
[ Alternatively she's out in the lobby leafing through the pack of mail she's gotten, expression... more confused than anything else. ]
Ehhh -
[ Despite that she does take the time to give them all a proper skim, seemingly even organizing them as she goes, ]
"Step on me queen," "gut me like a fish" ... These guys sure wrote a lot . . .
What do they want something like that for, anyway?
C - Free Time!
[ Wherever you are, whether you are a member of her unit or just an acquaintance, you might find yourself flagged down by her in the middle of the department store; she wastes no time closing the distance, all smiles. ]
You hear about that brand new LE flavor they just dropped over at St*b*? Wanna try it out?
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Yeah, pretty much?
Gotta steal a heart, so I'll just snag yours real quick -
[ as she starts to unsheathe, ]
Ready?
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