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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

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Comments

[underperforming]

...That does make it difficult to call you by something. [Troubling!]

[emptymind]

Until I have settled on an acceptable name, I have no objections to being addressed as "you."

[underperforming]

... No I don't think that's fitting either.

[emptymind]

Eh, then...

[underperforming]

I mean, that is to say, it doesn't fit you. Or maybe it doesn't fit me, to call a beautiful--well another person-- Are there things you were thinking of being called?

[emptymind]

Mm-mm. To tell the truth, I was on my way outside. Since I don't remember anything I like, I thought perhaps if I looked around, I might find something like inspiration.

[ looks at the doors again

of the elevator they're still stuck in

the ringing has not stopped. ]

[underperforming]

[Somehow I feel like this is all my fault even though that's entirely irrational.] My... Apologies for bringing up a sensitive topic, then.

[emptymind]

No, I wouldn't go that far. That aside, what about yours?

[underperforming]

"Some Guy." I realize that's hardly better than "you" but it is what I arrived with.

[emptymind]

Then, should I call you Some Guy-shi?

[underperforming]

.....No that's... Quite alright. We can address each other as "you" for now. [His soul is dead inside for some reason.]

[emptymind]

Then, until the time comes when we can exchange introductions properly, you.

[ turns to fully face him and bows, not too deep ]

[underperforming]

[Returning the bow, a little flustered.] I am... Not quite sure what to do now, that introductions are over. [ARE INTRODUCTIONS OVER? DOES THAT COUNT?]

[emptymind]

I suppose we wait... I wonder how long it usually takes to fix a stopped elevator.

[ straightening back up and looking at the doors again ... ]

[underperforming]

I suppose we could... Try to escape ourselves? [Let's mission impossible the fuck out of here.]

[emptymind]

Mmmm...

[ definitely seems to brighten a bit at the suggestion, posture shifting a bit as she looks around the elevator - then points up at the ceiling hatch ]

Ah- there! Maybe we can reach it.

[underperforming]

I could certainly lift you that high.

[emptymind]

Then, let's try it! I'll be relying on you.

[underperforming]

R-right. [Uh. Hm. He didn't think this through. How is he going to lift her up without actually like, touching... Her? Shit. Abort. Wait no she's relying on him. Shit!] Ah, well, h-how would you like me to lift you?

[emptymind]

Mmmmmmm...

[ extends her arms in front of her as if to study the length of them, then eyes the distance between Jirou's shoulders and the ceiling ]

It seems like I will need to stand on your shoulders. Could you please kneel?

[underperforming]

...As you wish.

[He should probably feel ashamed to kneel so easily but eh, it's for mutual escape, this is practical! So he gets to his knees in front of Her, head tilted down a bit so he's not leering or anything.]

[emptymind]

[ rests her hands on his head for balance and swings her legs over his shoulders, sitting with her ankles crossed behind his back and her... stomach... right up in his face ]

Then, like this, will you be able to stand?

[underperforming]

[Help.]

Yes.

[Though it's uh, kind of. Muffled against her stomach. He stands though, steadily except he's not sure what to do with his hands.]

[emptymind]

[ once he's straightened up and seems steady ]

Then, I'm going to stand. Are you ready?