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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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So, he was alive.

Somehow that was a concept almost impossible to comprehend. He had known it was coming, he had witnessed others coming back from the supposed dead -- but experiencing it was an inevitability that he wasn't handling as well as he had thought he would. For several minutes he sat on his bed and stared at the wall, trying to make sense of things. Instinctively he reached for the necklace that was supposed to be around his neck, but stopped short when he remembered it wasn't there. That final thought propelled him out of bed. He couldn't stand to sit and think anymore.

Once he was up, he changed out of his usual red leather outfit. For now, he was only wearing jeans and a red long sleeved shirt. He didn't feel like putting on a lot of clothes. They felt too restrictive after experiencing the feeling of not being able to breathe. After everything that had happened, falling into his usual routine of making his morning coffee was the only thing that could get his mind to stop wandering.

Later in the day, he could easily be spotted leaning against the wall of the cafeteria during lunch hours. He'd at least worn his leather jacket to look more put together. From the way he was watching things, it seemed as if he was looking out for someone or something.
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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."

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Aaaaand on with the finals! This is it, the time in which we see our Carnival Corpse victor!!

....and those for third place but that's not as much fun.
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Entering the auction was a bit of a gamble for Roman, but it should work. You know, provided that he could get to know his targets and figure out who they held dear in the space of a few hours with no context while he was still getting used to the prison. But hey, what was life without a little challenge? If he pulled this off, the bragging rights would be tremendous.

Roman had the good fortune to be passing the library when he heard Weiss losing her shit about something, which was always music to his ears, so he took a peek in the doorway. It was all he could do not to crack up. Two grown men had cobbled together a paper mache volcano and set it off in the middle of the library. He wasn't clear on how those volcanoes were supposed to go-- his only experience was when he made one with black powder and got kicked out of the third grade science fair-- but he was pretty sure they weren't supposed to erupt that long. He ducked back out into the hall and slid down the wall, laughing into his sleeve to stifle the sound.

Amusement aside, this was perfect. He'd seen the nerdy one in the matches earlier. He'd won, sure, but he didn't seem too happy about it. This one had a conscience and the kind of friend who was willing to risk the guards and Weiss Schnee just to have a little fun with him.

Roman didn't want to interrupt because the last thing he needed was to get Weiss on his case, so he sought out Philip a little later, as soon as he was able to find him alone.

"Pardon me. You got a minute?"

He smiled-- a nice friendly smile, which he was capable of if he tried hard enough. Didn't want to scare him off right away.
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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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Well, this was going to be a hell of a day. But it was one battle at a time. And it seemed like Fetch was more or less on board with what was going to go down today. And getting what passed for a 'date' around here was kind of like icing on the cake.

So for now, it was time for a good breakfast. There were a few more people he wanted to touch base with in the meantime, so out and about was the way to do it. "Do you think they picked Macaw for you before or after they saw your hair?" he teased Philip, with a smirk on his face once they sat down with their food.
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As soon as he heard the announcement, Philip froze up. He could not deal with this. He couldn't bear the idea of using his Branch of Sin again, and especially not to provide entertainment for Deadman Wonderland.

But he couldn't see any way out of this, either.

Normally, he'd have left his cell to get breakfast by seven-thirty. This morning, though, he was still in there, pacing back and forth frantically.
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John hadn't quite figured why Shotaro wanted to meet him out in an open hallway, but he trusted him enough to not question it. He knew by now that Shotaro, while occasionally too rash, was exceptionally good at what he did, and if he had this specific place in mind there was undoubtedly a reason. John just hadn't caught on to it yet.

As for why they were to meet to begin with, he could only assume it was one of two things: A, the case regarding the anonymous poster or posters, or B, the unsettling set of files they had found when investigating the Warden's office. Either situation would include Philip's involvement, which he was infinitely glad for. Things would take a lot longer if he wasn't on their side.

With not much else to do, he pulled out his communicator and began fiddling with it. He didn't want too look too much like he had no idea why he was there.
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Come one, come all! This wonderful test of brain power and courage is about to commence! What is it exactly, you ask? Well then, don't worry your little head about that one bit! The birdie here will explain it all to you.

The rules are very simple. There is a shocker and a shockee, following so far? The inmates will both be lead into different rooms. There is a glass wall that separates them, and of course a glass wall for the audience to be able to see and watch everything! Now then, the shocker will be provided with questions thanks to a digital screen. The screen itself is integrated into the table they will be seated at, as well as a button, and questions will begin to appear once the game begins. The questions start out easy then start to get harder, and if the shocker tries to tell the shockee any answers, then they will receive the electricity instead, seeing as how they are strapped down to an electric chair as well.

Sounds pretty fun so far! Either way, each pair has four questions to get through. For each question answered correctly, they will gain CP. If the shockee is unable to answer a question, or answers wrong, then it's up to the shocker to provide the pain and then they get the CP. See it's a good game where everyone is rewarded! The shockee cannot die on the first two questions, if they are to answer it wrong (or if the shocker gets the electricity instead) but they can die on the third question, and they will die on the last question if they are shocked. Now then, off to the CP count.

First = 30,000 CP
Second = 40,000 CP
Third = 50,000 CP
Fourth = 80,000 CP

Oh, and there are no extra rewards for dying in this event. The CP gained from questions and shocking will be the only CP awarded. So, comment in the proper spot with your muses entering, and then the shockers will be getting PM's with the questions!

Let it begin!
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Being dead was significantly less interesting than Philip had anticipated. After all, it wasn't much of anything. The really interesting part was coming back to life, being disoriented for a few minutes, and then realizing what had happened.

How thrilling.

After the morning announcement, he wasted no time in barging over to Shotaro's cell. "Shotaro! Guess what!"
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Throughout the day of January 9:

Philip can be found in the library for the morning shift. As usual, he has his nose in a book as he checks books out and carts returns back to their shelves. And he's still in the library after his shift ends because he's found something fun to read. He... continues to be in the library for the rest of the day, falling asleep at a table and skipping his cafeteria shift that evening. If anyone cares to go check on him, he looks like hell. Sepsis is a bitch.

Hina Izumi spends a good portion of the day, when she's not working in the laundry or the lounge, exploring whatever areas of the prison she's allowed in. At one point she can be found sneaking through a doorway that leads to G-Block.

Akira Nijino is also wandering around. What better way to spend his first day in the slammer than learning where everything is? Even if he plans to be dead by the time the week is out, he may as well familiarize himself with the place in the meantime. He also takes the opportunity to lurk in random corners and play his harmonica.

Chaplin Sukegawa has her laundry and janitorial shifts, after which she heads to the lounge to take a load off. Wherever you are in the prison, though, she just might show up and invade your personal space. Especially if you look like you could use a hug.

Kousei Kougami, as usual, is manning his cake cart in the courtyard. Do you want cake? Of course you do. Cake is also available for breakfast, lunch, and dinner thanks to his working in the cafeteria.
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Shotaro hadn't gotten lost, because hard-boiled detectives don't get "lost". They explore and know their territory better than the back of their hands. A detective's shoes should be well-worn from pounding the pavement in search of leads, and those that would make his city cry.

It was during just one of these "explorations" that he found a door he'd never seen before. "Authorized Personnel Only" said the bright red letters. He didn't see any swipe card or keypad to control entry, so he crept forward and tried the door. When it opened, and no alarms went off immediately, he grinned. Beyond that door was a hallway was more doors, some with glass that revealed offices within and others solid. He took a step as though he were about to go through, but then he remembered what Philip had been requested for. This was something he should come along with.

He closed the door as quietly as he could, and walked quickly back to G-block and let himself into Philip's cell. "Hey, we've got a case, Partner. Let's go."
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He'd developed a bit of an affinity for heights. But since it was so nasty outside, he decided to make do with a library bookshelf. The very top of it. He's even flipping through a magazine on wireless technology. He's got it flat against the top of the shelf, though, so no one asked him any annoying questions.

He's got a popsicle too, of course. He's not exactly trying to make noise with it, but those are rarely quiet affairs.

Everything had gotten super complicated fairly quickly. He hadn't seen Hina in ages. And worse than her ending up in prison, it was this prison. When he'd made his decision to drop off the face of the earth, he knew it meant losing her, too. But she was strong, in more ways than one. But by separating himself from her, it also kept the other Greeed from connecting him to her and using her for leverage.

Or that's what he told himself anyway. The truth was, he enjoyed his freedom for how long it had lasted. When that idiot showed up, he had found out he'd traded one set of bonds for another. And this is what he'd earned for that. All the theft, murder, and destruction he and the others had laughed about.

And now that asshole Eiji was here. This was going to get stupid really quickly. He'd been useful at the time but now that he had found out who he really was, this was going to get even worse.

The splat of his melting popsicle dripping onto the magazine brought him back to his sense. "Tche." He was Ankh now. Shingo Izumi was as good as dead, as he'd told Eiji. He bit off what remained of the popsicle and dropped the stick off the side of the shelf.
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On January 2nd, a few people are going about their everyday lives.


Philip can be found in the library for much of the morning. He's working there for a couple of hours but, for once, leaves immediately after his shift is over.

Around noon he stops by the shop to pick up a couple of things and gets distracted by trying on some clothes. It would be nice to have more than just the jumpsuit, he figures. He leaves the shop carrying a few bags and a humongous whiteboard, heading in the direction of G-Block.

That evening he has a shift in the cafeteria. He can be found with his nose in a book even as he shovels food onto other inmates' trays.



Chaplin Sukegawa is stuck on laundry duty for much of the morning and janitorial duty in the cell blocks in the evening. She can also be found in the cafeteria at meal times, and out in the courtyard for much of the afternoon. After spending so long cooped up inside, it's nice to get some fresh air. Feel free to bump into her in the halls at any point, too.



Kousei Kougami has cafeteria duty in the morning. After that he spends a couple of hours in the kitchen, and most of the afternoon out in one of the courtyards manning his cake stand. Various cakes are on sale, available whole or by the slice. He also takes special orders for anybody who would like a particular kind.

He's back in the cafeteria at dinnertime.
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Have you signed up to go to the ball? Not everyone is going, and they don't have to! But they are highly encouraged to. Whether they have a date or not depends on how they'll be getting there. If they do have a specific date then the car that picks them up will be a regular guard car, and they will be told to get into the back and be escorted that way. The guard's cannot be harmed in their car, there is a metal blockade in the car, so sorry! For those that don't have a date, they'll be expected to get into a limo, taking about six or seven inmates at once! You might find your friends in the limo on the way there, yay!

The guards will take the inmates to a secluded spot on an entirely different island than the main one the prison is on. It's a coliseum, one that's used for special events involving horses and other fun animals. The Warden special ordered a massive tent that covers the entire coliseum, and there are heat lamps scattered about within. It's cold outside, these are a must! Around the perimeter of the tent there are several guards with loaded guns. They're standing about, watching very carefully, and if anyone tries to attack another inmate or tries to escape they will be shot on sight, no questions asked.
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Shotaro's first night in jail wasn't a good one. Whether he was awake or asleep, all he could think about was the Boss and if only he'd just listened to him. They might still be in prison, or hell, the Boss could be in here with them. But he'd be alive. That would be the most important part of it.

When the announcement woke him up the next morning, he felt like just rolling over again and sleeping in. But his mind went to Philip next door. He didn't know what was going through that kid's head, but he at least wasn't alone.

He pushed himself up out of bed, and took a minute or two to make himself presentable. Appearances were important for a detective on the rise, after all. He still was sore about his missing hat, but he would fix that before too long. And that masquerade thing sounded interesting enough. Or maybe superheroes? The shop would probably have clues for that little mystery. And he had a tip box to check.

He left his cell, and headed next door to Philip's. He leaned against the wall and knocked on his door. "Good morning, Neighbor. Wanna go for a walk with me?"

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