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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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Aria Lyde | OC

[lapofluxury]

Amnesia;

[what the fuck?? most all of these options are awful. he doesn't want to be any of these people. well, except maybe—]

Dibs on having mud wrestled God.

Game Time;

[steal a kiss? psshh, that's easy! all he'd have to do is find an attractive looking guy, aannddd.... a-ha. target acquired.

he taps his target on the shoulder, and as soon as they turn around, they're getting a smooch right on the mouth with no preamble, as this does have to be a stolen kiss after all. oops? ;0]

Fanmail;

[sitting with a couple of letters set in front of him, but most notable of his haul is the weird looking doll in his hands, made to crudely look like him, assembled out of.... hair? possibly??? whatever it is, his expression is scrunched in deep distaste.]

1

[showmelove]

D-dibs...? You can't just pick one and decide it's yours, can you...? [Look, Venus is pretty sure she did not mud wrestle God but she is cool with anyone who would. She just wants to know for sure!] Um. Maybe we could start by measuring ourselves first. That one is probably easy to figure out.

fanmail

[endurism]

[That thing is disgusting and she's not sure if it's a faux pas to call it out or not.

A beat.

A second.

Awkward... pause..........

Okay she decides to say something that's hopefully not insulting.]

It is much more hideous than where it got its likeness from. [Nailed it.]

game time and i'm so sorry

[foolmetwice]

[SORRY, ARIA. SOME OF US ARE A LITTLE. . . JUMP]

[which means as soon as Mars's shoulder is tapped he WHIPS AROUND AND TRIES TO PUNCH WHOEVER IS THERE]

[not very conducive for kissing, tbh]

Venus | We Know The Devil

[showmelove]

1. Amnesia

[Except she doesn't have amnesia. But that just means this should be easy, right? She's looking over the profiles with the most distraught confusion anyone can wear on their face.]

...O-oh I suppose I never have been a fan of maid uniforms... but I don't really have an opinion on Industrial Strength Cleaning Products or roombas... But I suppose I wouldn't call what I did mud wrestling... Aha... Maybe the measurements are me? These profiles are confusing.

3. Game Time

S-steal?! That's!!! Uuugh... [Is she going to get in trouble? She doesn't want to bother. It sounds like more work than it's worth, but...]

F-fine. I wonder if they even have portraits of them...

4. Fanmail

[Venus is just the picture of an old victorian woman, about to collapse upon a fainting couch as she reads some of the fanmail, her hand over her heart and her eyes wide as she sweats with secondhand embarrassment.]

Are they always like this? This is awful!

[endurism]

[She really doesn't want to engage at all with anyone here but lbr that's a hard thing to ignore.]

... What would you call it?

4

[judgmenttime]

...what, are you famous or something? How did you get so much?

Jung Heewon | Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

[judgmenttime]

1. Amnesia

[ she's maybe in her late twenties, sweet features, black hair, which she's in the middle of tying up into a ponytail. ]

Aah, I must be ill...

...have I been rescued? What do I owe you?

4. Fanmail

What, nothing?

[ she actually seems a little affronted, looking through the unit mail pile. ]

1

[pyromaniash]

Owe? It's far more likely we've been thrown into some kind of hellish prison than rescued.

4

[aragona]

Nothing for you.

[Sonia got an small piece of cloth embroidered with gold spirals and black cats. She's pretty smug about that.]

Konoha Shizumi | Magia Record: Puella Magi Madoka Magica

[endurism]

3.

[ So Konoha's slip of paper, held close but not so close that it can't be read by someone who's sneaky and looks over her shoulder, reads "Steal a life." She is indeed that unlucky sod!

... Except, well, she seems to be considering it quite seriously........

If she notices someone there, though, she jumps. ]

I... could never! [uh huh, sure]

4.

[What Konoha is most concerned with, immediately, is:]

These are very poorly packaged. [DO BETTER AT SEALING YOUR ENVELOPES!!

She reaches down to pick one up and...pauses.... as her eyes scan the words..........]

... On second thought, where is a shredder...?

3.

[foolmetwice]

[. . . well]

[Mars just]

[waves his paper, which says steal a secret at her]

Wanna trade?

[uh]

4

[mywife]

For those insolent fools that dare to disrespect you despite being an idol of worship, you may simply set those offerings on fire. Unfortunately, you will not get the opportunity to punish them properly.

No hands cannot be removed when they are no more than shadows.

Sonia Aragona | OC

[aragona]

Amnesia

[Among the group of new idols is a woman in her late 20's sitting in the corner of the room, arms crossed and frowning at the floor. She had better have joined for a good reason, not that she feels that she didnt. Obviously, it had to have been for an inportant goal. It feels like it would be just like her to be thoughtful about it.

So finding a long lost sister might not have been her goal. She does like the idea of having wrestling god. Who knows about astrological signs.

She doesn't want to talk to people right now, but there's the measuring tape and that requires minimal words.]

I'm measuring everyone.

[The tape is already in her hand.]

Memory
[This doesn't feel like a real thing that happened. The scene takes place in an underground cavern. Two older men, one in elegant robes, the other welding a staff, face off a giantmonster - an unholy mix brtween a cow and a chicken mixed with leathery wings. This beast guards a golden egg, and after a short standoff, both older men charge at it.

Sonia is seen in the background, one hand on a rapier, watching the scene with confusion and judgement. One man climbs onto the back of the monster and attempts to keep is distracted from watching the egg. It's a most reminiscent of a rodeo. The other man runs into the nest to retrieve the egg.

Oh, right. She remembers. It was all incredibly stupid.]

Steal a...

[Heart. Sonia looks at the nearest person. Her gaze moves downward, to the center of their chest.]

Fanmail

[The negative mail is tossed into my the fire, but anything that includes a gift or blind worship? She sets that aside and searches for a corkboard and pins. Those words of encouragement are being arranged with great care on that board, every crease smoothed and every fan's name highlighted. They will be remembered.]

3

[softlyfalling]

Ah... can I help... you...?

[ the staring is making her

very nervous

she herself got "steal the giant statue from the center of the museum" and, well. she might be able to figure out how to pull that off, but that's a very specific task. ]

Amnesia

[showmelove]

[Venus looks over to the girl with the tape in her hand inquisitively. For once, not panicking. Yet.]

...Ah, no thank you~

I'm pretty sure that one isn't me.

Lio Fotia | Promare

[pyromaniash]

2: Memory Regain

[Finally. He had participated in enough of the asinine events to earn enough points for a single memory. Maybe now he'll be able to understand who he was, what he's doing here, and what his purpose was.

He decisively clicks the alert, and--

--in his mind, and throughout the screens of everyone nearby, an absolute lightshow of colors and explosions and pink-and-blue fire erupts. The viewpoint is of a man dressed in a fully-covered sleek black robotic suit, though it looks nothing like the short, neon green-haired boy who activated the memory. The scene that plays out is some kind of fight involving motorbikes, a lot of vibrantly colored fire and smoke, and another man in a far bulkier, way less elegant robot flashing red and blue police sirens. It is loud, it is flashy, it is extremely chaotic, and it reveals next to nothing about his life other than the fact that he lived hard and dangerous and was possibly some kind of criminal.

His expression is... conflicted, once it ends. He doesn't even seem to notice or care that it exploded over the eyes of everyone else too, he just wants to glean as much as he can from... whatever that was.

...in fact, he's about to hit replay.]

3: Game Time

[He is clearly unimpressed by every part of this game: the outfit, the spinning wheel, and the slip of paper in his hand that he appears to be glaring at. Despite that, he is apparently intending to take this as seriously as he can.]

Is this all meant to be taken literally, or figuratively...?

4: Fanmail

[He hasn't read any of it. He has not opened a single letter, not even the few that are actually addressed to him and especially not anyone else's.

But he does gather up as many of the letters as he can into a large pile of kindling in the middle of the lobby.]

Have any of you ever received a letter you've enjoyed? No, I sincerely doubt that.

These scraps are only good for one thing: burning.

[He flips a lit match into the massive pile of letters and watches it all go up in flames! Right there, in the middle of the lobby. Is that one of your letters burning? Probably!]

3

[heavenlyvisitor]

If they haven't specified, it's open to interpretation. ..."Steal a Heart" included.

[fakenews]

[ She taps the cane she's leaning on against the ground, briefly in thought, before: ]

Ah, well. Knowing demons of this sort, the preferred interpretation would be literal. A creative or lewd interpretation may also draw their favour.

The "easy" solution to each of these problems is almost certainly to weed out those who they'll declare the losers of this game. It's a bit of a bother, isn't it?

3

[mywife]

[This guy already ditched the cloak and hat cuz that is unnecessary.]

There is no need to waste time by wondering. The criminals that have brought us here make up asinine rules with different opinions of what is acceptable. Some may be rigid, but if they do not clearly speak of the rules, interpretation is usually more flexible.

Attempt it once, and if it fails, do it another way.

Sara Valestein | Trails of Cold Steel

[plasmastorm]

3.

[is there alcohol at this game??? because there's a slightly disheveled, red-headed lady with flushed cheeks cupping her mouth with one hand and waving a steal a kiss paper above her head with the other]

Yoo-hoo! ♥ Can I please have the attention of all ruggedly handsome men in the audience? I suppose I wouldn't say no to a ruggedly handsome woman! Iiiii have a favor I'd like to request of you!

[. . . there probably isn't any alcohol at the game, which makes the following fact even worse: SHE IS JUST LIKE THIS]

4.

Tsk tsk.

[someone is clicking her tongue as she rifles through her fanmail, tossing everything aside with a casual and bored expression. some of it is nsfw. very nsfw. SHE DON'T SEEM TO CARE]

Is my only redeeming feature my voluptuous bosom? I don't know if I should be offended or flattered. . .!

Wildcard.

[HIT ME UP i'm easy!]

3

[showmelove]

Um, hello...! [Venus raises her hand. She is not volunteering. She is not ruggedly handsome. Is she? No. No way. She's fluffy.]

But uh, the audience can't get here, Miss. Unless you are going to ask them for some fanmail, but I wouldn't do that, they always come up with really weird stuff, and they seem to really know how to make you uncomfortable... Sorry...

Hizumi Mizushiro - Spiral: The Bonds of Reasoning

[bondsofsuffering]

1. Amnesia

[This guy just stares at the profiles before glancing up at the others in the room.]

The way I see it, we can either determine the one profile that matches someone in this room for sure and try to narrow it down from there... or we can just take whichever one we want.

Ah, but if it's the second option, I'm taking this one.

[Prodding at the astrological profile. Apparently, he wants to be a Leo.]

2. Game Time!

Phantom Thieves? Count me in!

[Wow, someone's getting excited about this. He opens up his paper slip, though judging by the way he tilts his head, expression confused, it seems it isn't what he was expecting.]

...Huh? Is this really phantom thief-ish?

[He'll go ahead and stuff it into a pocket however, scanning his surroundings - and fellow players. Hmm, how should he set about doing this...?]

3. Fanmail

[See, the good thing to do, that a good person would do, is burn the fanmail.

But instead, he's totally looking through them for anything especially eye-catching. And as luck would have it, he just plucked out one intended for you!]

Ooh, this one looks promising ♪

[It's plastered with cutesy stickers of certain... undergarments. You might want to stop him before he gets it open.]

1

[endurism]

[????]

Is that something you can simply decide?

Ryuji Sakamoto | Persona 5

[kiddatheart]

AMNESIA

[ Someone just woke up and is currently flipping through the profiles listed on the smartphone. He's just frowning incredulously at them. ]

Ok, so does someone wanna explain to me what the hell it means when your Jupiter is in Aquarius means? Or your Pluto in Virgo? Cause this profile looks like a bunch of words smashed together like it's supposed to mean something.

MEMORY REGAIN

[ Points have been saved! It's hard sometimes out there for a guy but he managed it! So now is the moment you've been waiting for, a memory regain. This scene (to 8:56) plays out and all that this dude can do is just kinda groan and subconsciously place a hand on his belly. ]

Oh man, I didn't think there would be such a thing as too much meat, but I guess I was wrong...

FANMAIL


[ comically, when he manages to get the elevator door open after pulling at the door for about five minutes, he's literally buried under the piles of letters that come out. it takes a second, before his hand shoots from underneath the pile and then sure enough, his head pops out. ]

Jeez, how many freakin' letters did we get today? Is this normal, please tell me this isn't normal.

[ did i just copy this from the last time I did the tdm? yes. yes i did ]

Memory Regain

[pyromaniash]

How...? Do you completely lack self-restraint?

Hibiki Shikyoin ♔ PriPara

[priforprince]

[ Amnepria ]

[ Hibiki is propped up against the wall in the very furthest corner of the room, away from the clamor of everyone trying to sort out their profiles. She's staring, enraptured, at the surface of her cell phone.

Which is not switched on.

A soft sigh escapes her lips as she sinks deeper into captivation at the splendid discovery she's made in the phone's reflective surface. That regal nose, those lush lashes, the elegant curve of the jaw....!! Simply staring at this puts her heart at ease.

This - is her. And she is so beautiful. ]

[ Memory Prigain ]

[ No sooner has the memory finished playing than Hibiki comes into view IRL as well. She is running for dear life, dropped smartphone a mere speck in the distance. It's - it's -

It's in her headorian, it won't get outtuttifruiti ----

Eyes fixed on something only she can viewatermelon, she screamstrawberry. ]

STAY AWAY!!!!!!!!!!

[ Idol Game Time ]

[ A shadow is watching you from above. Green eyes, above the cloak wrapped close to the shadow's body, glint.

Intent upon the....slip of paper in your hand. ]

[ Fanmail ]

Nonsense.

[ Finished reading the latest piece of fanmail, Hibiki drops it into a letter box which someone's labeled IDIOT in big block letters. Other boxes sit alongside it, marked with helpful categories like YES, NO, QUESTIONABLE, and SENTENCE ENDER. The IDIOT box nearly overfloweth. ]

Missive after missive, nothing but absurdity...!! Does no one in this puniverse comprehend the nature of amore?!

[ "Puniverse" is 100% the correct term. Fight her. ]

Fanmail

[syckophant]

I must say, categorizing it all seems a daunting task.

[Note to self: steal "puniverse". It's a good pun on punishment and universe. No, it doesn't matter what her original meaning for it was.]

But no, you're right. They're a bunch of barbarians, it's true~

[Oh, and he looks something like an angel! Exciting!]

Sai • Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro

[variform]

[ amnesia ]
[ While marginally annoyed by the whole of the situation, he's also idly entertained while flipping through the different profiles. ]

I wonder who got to write all of this? [ hmm HMM! ]

[ memory regain • cw: animal abuse(-ish?) • all names redacted ofc ]
[ Food is The Best, and apparently he's interested in Chinese monkey dishes! Starting with taking down the animal, himself. Yep. That's the entire memory.

Rather than disturbed, he appears forlorn: all of that hard work and no hint of what's for dinner? ]

[ wildcard ]
[ To anyone who passes by: ]

Hey, you-! What kinda things are there to do for fun around here?

[ amnesia ]

[salientfacts]

I don't know, but they were clearly having a bit of fun with it, weren't they?

I know who I am and I can't even pick out my own profile from these.