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Just as The Ringleader promised, shortly after noon the guards retrieve a group of inmates and lead them to a stage set up just for this event.

It feels like a cheesy 80s game show, with seven seating areas for all the teams to sit comfortably. There's a table and a couch, with paper on the tables. There's a small divider between each area. Off to the side of them all is a typical white wood podium, with a big microphone. Standing behind the microphone is The Ringleader herself, who is certainly dressing the part. Of course, The Captain is at her side. Her outfit doesn't seem to reflect that she's all that excited.

The Ringleader waves to each contestant as they are led to their places. Once everyone is is "settled", she clasps the microphone and greets everyone cheerfully.

"Hello one and all! If trivia and romance is what you're searching for, look no further than this stage. Welcome to The Newlydeds game!" She waves to the audience and they cheer in response. She's really working the crowd. After a brief explanation of the rules, she and The Captain take their places as round one begins.

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The game is simple! We'll ask you guys questions about each other, and you better hope that the answer matches theirs! If it doesn't, you just might end up love-struck.

All participants get 100k CP.
The winning team with the most correct answers wins an extra 250k CP.

Rules:
- Five questions will be given to the teams. Two to one partner, two to another. The fifth question is given to the partner who answers the most questions properly. If both answer the same amount, the person to request the fifth question is RNGed.
- When the question comes up, think of your answer and let your partner answer. Then, ICly respond whether it's right or wrong. If it's close enough (ie: "What colour are your partner's curtains?" You answer lilac, they say purple -- we'll count it as close enough), we'll respond in affirmative. Otherwise, we'll administer the punishment if it's wrong!
- If a team does not answer the majority of, or three out of five, questions correctly they lose.
- This event will require a lot of participation, so make sure to stay active!
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Philip was displeased. He'd gone to all the trouble of studying how to celebrate birthdays, and the star of the attraction had been held up in an event for the past three days. It wasn't fair.

While he was gone, though, Philip went in and redecorated Shotaro's room. Streamers hung from the ceiling and balloons decorated the room. He'd cleared off Shotaro's bedside table, dragged his own over from the next room over, and stuck them together to form a table big enough for the cake he'd baked and the three cans of soda he'd purchased, one for each person attending this "party".

Parties should generally be bigger than this, or at least that's what he's read, but he doesn't want to waste the CP on getting into the lounge.

He calls Fetch over, and then it's time to wait for Shotaro.
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WHEEL OF MISFORTUNE


[ After the morning announcements, something exciting happens! Yes, yes, yes-- there's flashing lights, a live studio audience..! And a rather infamous wheel that made its name into gameshow history center stage next to a large holographic board with a green backs and white blanks on the board. As the first group of inmates are escorted to their positions behind their score podiums, the crowd simultaneously chants "WHEEL... OF... MISFORTUNE!" oh-so-cheerfully!

That's when the famous Deadman Wonderland announcer speaks up... ]


Ladies, gentlemen, and all those kind enough to join us tonight: The President aaaand The Director!

[ The twins walk out onto the stage together, the Director dressed in a crisp suit and the President in a nice dress, though her hair is down as always. They literally look like they could be hosting the Wheel of Fortune TV show-- except the Director heads over to the board while the President heads near the contestants. ]

Hi everyone, I'm the President. If you're unfamiliar with the game, each pair gets to guess one letter per spin. You can only guess consonants for free, vowels cost a price. You can solve the puzzle early if you know the answer to end the game, but you will cut off chances for more CP if you do that. If the letter you guess isn't in the puzzle, the next pair gets to play. Each pair can split the CP they earn here at the end of the game.

[ She yawns for a moment, glancing over at the Director. They have some kind of weird non-verbal communication, then she turns back. ]

Let's introduce our first players...

{{ OOC: There will be individual threads for each game! Each game will have one pair threading with the President at a time. When the pair changes, the President's subject line will change with the name of the next pair up! I will also try to remind the players in each pair when it changes. There will be individual threads for each game. Do decide which pair goes first, each pair needs to reply to the President's first comment with a number 1-10. Whoever gets the number or gets closest will be the first pair to go first. One number per pair, whichever character within the pair replies first represents the pair.

Please use this if you need reference for what your character can see on the wheel as they spin it, but all spins will be RNG'd by a mod for fairness! Any special cards will be explained ICly as they appear in-game.

EDIT: WANT TO QUICKLY CHECK WHAT EVERYONE'S PRIZES/THE LETTERS USED SO FAR ARE? Click here! }}
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Shortly after the Warden's announcement, the guards enter G-Block to escort the Carnival Corpse losers to the punishment area. As usual they are rough and impatient, so anyone dumb enough to fight back will get a little pre-game roughing up.

When the screens around the prison come on, each Deadman is already strapped into a chair with the roulette wheel looming behind them in it's grotesque glory. It seems that the only member of staff present is the Doctor, who waves to the audience with her lips ever so slightly turned up into a ghost of a smile. She was silent as the off-screen announcer shared the details of the game, but those in the room could likely sense her anticipation.

"You all know why you're here, don't you?" The Doctor turns once the announcer is finished. "Then let's begin."

(ooc: When you reply, please specify what you want done to your character. You're more than welcome to pick a punishment" from the list, or RNG it for a bit of fun. You may also allow the mods to choose a punishment. If that's the case, please mark rather you want our choice to be fatal or non-fatal. You can contact us if any of our choices are out of your realm of comfort.)
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[Out of all the indignities Tokaku have had to deal with since the less than desirable outcome of her mission (save for the obvious, of course), her presence in what passes for a food hall has to be the sorest. She's gone through the motions since her arrest, hardly tense at the threat of discomfort.

The bland and utterly unappetizing food shouldn't have been a surprise, but it's unwelcome all the same. She pokes at it listlessly, knowing she needs to eat to keep her spirits up and her sanity in this place, and yet....

If there's any motivation to improve her circumstances left in her, it will be cultivated to obtain a decent bowl of curry.]
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[There's a dry smirk on his face.] I think it's probably more impressive that I stayed out of prison this long. A broken clock is right twice a day, as they say.

I have to go to school? Well, that's interesting. It seems kind of pointless, though. I already know everything I need to to survive.

And it looks like you've got quite the performance waiting for me, too. I'll be looking forward to seeing what talents there are on display. As it goes in show business, break a leg, finalists.

[Action]
[The beautiful new guy with the long dark hair in a ponytail and icy silver eyes can be found lots of places on his first day, and the last day of the Carnival Corpse. He picks up a network device at the gift shop, and goes to check out the courtyard, because he's used to being outdoors. Later, he hits the library to find some classical literature to fall into for a while. And he's going to not look happy about the captive rodents

Later on, he's tired of being around people, so he heads back to his room. Sure, he'll put a friendly mask on, but it's rather difficult and exhausting when he's worried about Shion. And he's not happy about admitting how worried he is to himself. So for now, he lounged on his bed, with a pair of books beside him, and the third in his lap. The covers read "The Aeneid", "The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake", and "Les Miserables". Beginning with the tale of a man that had been in prison seemed only appropriate.]
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That's right everyone, it's time for the Carnival Corpse! What does that mean? Well, gather around the holographic campfire of as we tell the tales of the Carnival Corpse. The event will go as follows!

All the inmates who are not deadmen will still be able to watch everything! We used to have it totally hush hush here in the prison, but hey- where's the fun in that? We have nothing to hide at all! And what'dya know, we actually get tons of sponsors for these sorts of shows from rich old men! Ha ha oh they're quite the riot. So! That means the ones who bid against these losers will be able to watch the show as well.

As for those participating? It's simple! Just attack the other one until they're dead or just knocked out- but hey we prefer the dead route, that's way more fun don't you think?

On with the show!
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Morning 'study group':

[Koizumi has secluded himself in a corner of the cafeteria just before 10:30. He's not even pretending that he's there to eat; all he has is his communicator, a notebook, and a pen. It's too late for breakfast but too early for lunch, so theoretically he should be able to meet Weiss without attracting too much attention. That doesn't keep him from looking around the cafeteria as he waits. He manages to look significantly less nervous than he feels, but he's dreading this a bit. It's one thing to watch all the past events on his own; watching them with someone who he barely knows, then discussing them in public, is something else entirely.]

Evening snowman victims:

[Well, isn't that festive? Someone's built a giant snowman in the courtyard! It's a little disproportionate, though. The body is huge but it looks like the head was slapped on as an afterthought. Nonetheless, it's got a friendly smile, so nothing could possibly be wrong, right? Right.

Except that Koizumi is waiting behind it, watching for unsuspecting passers-by to jump out at. He waited until dusk because of the decreased visibility, and he's in his typical white jumpsuit with a white coat and scarf to blend in as much as possible. It was strictly to get the extra CP, but if he's going to do it, why not go all out? His communicator is set up across the path, mostly buried in a smaller snowman, set to record. Time to have some fun.]

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