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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
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[A little skeptical he does close his eyes...if Tsukasa pulled a fast one he's gonna get him.]
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[ Once his eyes are closed though, Tsukasa reaches into the bag slung across his chest and to the side in order to pull out...!!
Some zip ties.
Which he proceeds to use by reaching out to take Ritsu's hands in an effort to bind them.]
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[...Suuchan.
Ritsu opens his eyes as he feels his hands being bound.]
You're bold...and/or kinky to carry something like~
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I'm not sure I follow your meaning. But I am simply following after my senpai's examples.
[ THIS IS ACTUALLY TRUE ]
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[ Hands are zip tied. ]
This surely must count, should it not? It is a loss of freedom, after all, when binding someone in some form or another.
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[He was indeed caught and his freedom gone.]
Mn, true.
[A yawn.]
If you are going to catch me at least let me rest my head on you~
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[He's not sure but then again being an idol would be hard like that.
Still he leans towards Tsukasa.]
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E-Excuse you...! You really ought to ask for permission, first? This is quite bold, you know!
Though... I suppose in actuality, you already mentioned that you would like to? If you are not feeling well, it would be disgraceful not to lend a shoulder. And as a comrade, I wouldn't like to see you grow ill. Or worse, if you already are.
Come-
[ Shifting so that he can possibly direct him somewhere to sit down. ]
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Mn...Suuchan is a good kid~
Sitting down would be nice right now. I don't feel sick? More exhausted...Not sure why though? Hm, oh well, as long as you are offering me to lean again you then it's okay, right?
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[ But it's not like he's actually protesting the action. He does guide them both over to somewhere out of the way where he thinks they won't be easily spotted by others trying to complete their own cards. ]
Over here should be fine, I think. No one will be able to easily sneak up upon us.
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[He was going to be a little pushy but also was trying to figure out how to steal blood. He could prick his finger...but with what? Thinking he goes to open his mouth as his tongue runs over his canines. Oh, those are sharp? Curious.]
Ah, yeah I prefer to not get ambushed.
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I can have my double stand guard just a little ways away, too, and alert us to anyone approaching.
[ Which is to say... suddenly there are two Suous. The other moves some distance off. If anyone was to approach, it's the double they would see first.
In the meantime, he helps Ritsu. ]
Here. Let us sit down. It wouldn't do for you to fall over.
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Hm?
[Oh...that is cool. He watches the double then looks back to Tsukasa.]
Impressive~ Mn, yeah laying down would be nice.
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[ But Ritsu's gonna do what a Ritsu's gonna do. ]
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[Another yawn as he rests against Suuchan. He's tired...really tired.]
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Weak? Who's to say it isn't lure people into a false sense of superiority?
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Mm, let me see your hand.
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[ Reaching out toward him. ]
Did you want me to release you? I've probably stolen your freedom long enough, that it's fine to remove these now.
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[Yes, that hand. Ritsu looks over his fingers before he tries to bite on one.]