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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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V | Devil May Cry | Zrael probably

[selfpreservationist]

[PROMPT 4: a pale skinny goth man covered in swirling tattoos is sifting through the piles of letters addressed to him, making faces at most of the contents and then tossing them aside. he pauses when he finds what looks like a well-drawn extremely risque centerfold of someone--perhaps you?--and holds it up, one eyebrow raised]

"The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest"... but whose gratitude is it? Not mine.

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[PROMPT 5: wherever you are--the lobby, the park, the cafe, the amusement park--you hear a clatter and see this skinny goth collapse to the ground, having dropped his cane. if you look closely, you'll see his skin is... cracking? and bits of ash are littering the ground where he fell. he, uh. he doesn't look so good.]

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[softlyfalling]

[ wHY have they started sending illustrated pinups of her bench-pressing Griffin to randos now, aaaaa???? ]

...I'm very sorry.

[selfpreservationist]

[glances at the pinup. glances at shrike. ah, there's the resemblance]

No harm done.

[folds it up and... ... ... ... hands it over]

[softlyfalling]

[ ...doesn't he look familiar? he does, but— ]

Er, thanks... it's always like this, but somehow I always get a little blindsided.

...are you new?

[selfpreservationist]

Yes. I have but three days to my name--not that I've chosen one yet.

[softlyfalling]

Ah... sorry, somehow you seemed familiar, but maybe not. I had my unitmates give me suggestions, which is how I ended up with Shrike, but it’s not bad to take your time...

[selfpreservationist]

When I decide on one, I'll let you know.

[softlyfalling]

Ah, well—I hope things have been at least all right so far.

...you must be settling in well enough, though, if you're already getting mail. Usually it holds off for at least a couple weeks.

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[rollplayinghouse]

[Maki just snatches the centerfold directly out of his hand.]

That—This must be mine.

[selfpreservationist]

[he looks at maki. and then looks at the centerfold. and back to maki]

So it is. It must have been mislabeled.

[rollplayinghouse]

Obviously.

[Her voice is sharp, but her cheeks are just slightly red as she rolls it up.]

[selfpreservationist]

Do you receive these sorts of offerings often?

[rollplayinghouse]

Not—precisely like that. But yes.

[selfpreservationist]

My condolences. There is valor in tenacity, and then there is... this.

[rollplayinghouse]

Honestly, I prefer it to the torture porn or opinions on who I should murder next.

4, because fuck it

[mind_blown]

... Are you planning on keeping that? I don't even know you, pal.

[selfpreservationist]

The likeness is... striking. But if you want it, you can have it.

[mind_blown]

[he motions towards the dumpster fire]

Unit mate has a live for stuff like that.

[good, old fashioned, GriffJay fanart]

[selfpreservationist]

Shall I do the honors?

[hmm. interesting.]

Or would there be someone else interested in keeping it?

[mind_blown]

[he gives an appraising look at it, one last time.

it's definitely not one of the ones where Griffin's going all demon on Jay, and so,]

Probably not. It showed up in your fanmail, so, your decision.

[selfpreservationist]

I don't think he'd appreciate getting this from me.

[into the fire it goes]

prompt 5!

[romanticlove]

[Ren - or Nova as she still lets others call her - is headed back from the cafe when a man not far from her collapses. She rushes over to him almost as soon as he drops and the cane clatters to the ground. Upon taking him in she realizes his skin is cracking.

That's definitely not good.]

Ah... sir, are you hurt? What... [She frowns, dropping to her knees beside him to get a closer look. Is he turning into ash?!]

[selfpreservationist]

[he's absolutely turning into ash, like his body is a statue slowly crumbling into dust. he wheezes for air, lifting himself up on shaky limbs]

... you...

[romanticlove]

[It reminded her of how vampires eventually died in her home. That only made it more scary.]

Wait! You shouldn’t move so much!

[Carefully, she takes hold of one of his arms in case he topples over again. She treated him with the same care as one might a fragile object or creature.]

Be careful. Are you hurt anywhere?

[selfpreservationist]

... even if you revive me, I... will just turn to dust... again.

[he doesn't look injured, just very weak. with a shaky grin, he mutters]

"A dead body... revenges... not injuries." I... don't have much time... please--tell someone...