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rakuen2011-01-24 01:48 pm
utopiamods) wrote in rakuen2011-01-24 01:48 pm
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[Round Zero: part 1]
At noon on the rest day, every screen in the campus lights up. It's the girl from the introduction again! She's grinning fit to burst, and her voice is bright and excited.
"Good morning, everyone! Round Minus-One is now officially over, so we'd like you to all report to the lobby for a special announcement, immediately! It starts in ten minutes, so don't be late."
The screens all go blank, before simply displaying the flashing text ALL STUDENTS REPORT TO THE LOBBY FOR 12:10.
Reaching the lobby, you find it empty of the usual staff. However, the doors to the tramstation are blocked by a large stage, spanning the entire south wall. In the centre stands the girl, in the flesh and just as sickeningly cheerful as her broadcast.
"Hi, everyone!" She waves, tilting sideways as she does so, and then clasps her hands together. "Wow, it's really great to see you all in person at last! You've all tried a lot harder this week, and it shows! We're really, really impressed with everyone. Ah, even though there was a bit of cheating..." she pouts, and shakes her head lightly, "But that's okay. We forgive you! You all know better now.
"But what we've called you here to say is this! We've been working extra hard too, and we've gotten a lot done with your help. So much that we're nearly ready for Round One!
"However..."
She's still smiling. It's a little unnerving, "We have to do some maintenance first, okay? And I'm afraid it would be a problem if you were all alive for that... you could cause us a lot of problems. So we're going to get rid of you for a little while. Think of this as a final test!"
She snaps her fingers, and your shadows disappear. No, not disappear. That's the wrong word. It's more like... they're abandoning you. Nearly forty pools of darkness flow up onto the stage, and suddenly explode upwards in tendrils and globs of black. The girl laughs as they finish changing, as they take on your shapes. As they reach into themselves and pull out inky replicas of your own weapons. They all laugh with her, in the emotionless tones of the Voice from your dreams.
"You can all draw your own weapons now, okay? Fight hard!"
"Good morning, everyone! Round Minus-One is now officially over, so we'd like you to all report to the lobby for a special announcement, immediately! It starts in ten minutes, so don't be late."
The screens all go blank, before simply displaying the flashing text ALL STUDENTS REPORT TO THE LOBBY FOR 12:10.
Reaching the lobby, you find it empty of the usual staff. However, the doors to the tramstation are blocked by a large stage, spanning the entire south wall. In the centre stands the girl, in the flesh and just as sickeningly cheerful as her broadcast.
"Hi, everyone!" She waves, tilting sideways as she does so, and then clasps her hands together. "Wow, it's really great to see you all in person at last! You've all tried a lot harder this week, and it shows! We're really, really impressed with everyone. Ah, even though there was a bit of cheating..." she pouts, and shakes her head lightly, "But that's okay. We forgive you! You all know better now.
"But what we've called you here to say is this! We've been working extra hard too, and we've gotten a lot done with your help. So much that we're nearly ready for Round One!
"However..."
She's still smiling. It's a little unnerving, "We have to do some maintenance first, okay? And I'm afraid it would be a problem if you were all alive for that... you could cause us a lot of problems. So we're going to get rid of you for a little while. Think of this as a final test!"
She snaps her fingers, and your shadows disappear. No, not disappear. That's the wrong word. It's more like... they're abandoning you. Nearly forty pools of darkness flow up onto the stage, and suddenly explode upwards in tendrils and globs of black. The girl laughs as they finish changing, as they take on your shapes. As they reach into themselves and pull out inky replicas of your own weapons. They all laugh with her, in the emotionless tones of the Voice from your dreams.
"You can all draw your own weapons now, okay? Fight hard!"
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Mei didn't have the breath to yell Gino's name, to warn him before it was too late, or to even scream when he keeled over. The girl ripped the kunai from her own leg, not caring or perhaps not even aware of the tears streaming down her face in reaction to the pain. She raised it as the halberd point came down at her, putting it between herself and the weapon. She caught it for the briefest moment, a second of stalling, but Mei had always relied on her speed to evade. She didn't have the strength to block properly. The tip of the shadowy Tristan shoved past the kunai and hit her right in the chest. Flesh and bone buckled under the spear. All that was left for her to do was to stare at the Dark Gino in shock. He grinned back, looking oddly cheerful with a warped version of Gino's normal smile.
"This is what you get for that stunt before," He sing-songed, pushing the halberd in by increments. That done, he twisted the handle and lifted, so she was dangling several metres from the ground. "See you~"
A flick of the weapon, and she went flying limply towards the wall.
Just a simulation. Just. a. simulation. She had to believe that now. It may be strange to believe what her shadow had taunted her with, but Grenn had heard what their "conferencier" had said. Maintenance. Take you out, for a while. This was not permanent, however much it looked that way. However sickeningly real the crack had been as Mei slammed into the wall. She almost, selfishly, wished her shadow had taken her out earlier. Then she wouldn't have had to see that. Then her head whipped up, and almost on autopilot she twisted one discus in the air, making several kunai clatter against it uselessly. She swallowed and stared at the two shadows. She hoped it didn't hurt as much to die, as it did when you got injured.
Gino was about to find out, anyway. Even as he turned to re-enter the fight, the shadowy Mei giggled and recalled her knives with a flick of her wrist. He buckled again, contorting in mid-air as blood streamed around his neck and down his arms from the jagged tears in his back. "Damn you--" he managed to grind out, before a kunai embedded itself in his throat and his body dropped unceremoniously to the floor. As blood spread over the floor around Grenn, the two shadows looked down in satisfaction at their work.
Then they stopped. Straightened, turned towards Grenn, and smiled.