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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.

--

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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Since there's absolutely no point in hiding herself anymore, Rei Hazama is out and about -- off her wheelchair, and out to do some plotting. Oh, she plans on killing every last person in this prison. Eventually. But not while they're here, especially given the point that death held absolutely no meaning to them here. They were just going to get revived, anyway.

Which is why she's not wearing the normal prison garb, no. You know that dress that she wore at the party when she had her mask on? The purple one? That's the one she's wearing, and she's decided that it's about time to start putting things in place.

Of course, she's not alone. She never is. It may look like she's alone, sure -- but there's someone watching from the darkness, a bodyguard who she's taken control of. Her wolf. The places she'll be at are obvious: the first being the library; she's making absolutely certain what exactly people are looking for. It's her job, here in this prison, and she's taking full advantage of it. Well, there's not much about her if someone tries to delve into her history too deeply, and it isn't as if she won't answer questions if asked. Rei's honest enough for that, at least. They'll probably find an article or two about the years that Rei Hazama spent as a TV actress in Saimin Shoujo - Hypnotist Girl - if anything.

As for other places she's in, Rei is practically anywhere, trailing others but not being sneaky about it at all. Does she care about getting caught stalking others? Not really.
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Ah, welcome to day two everyone. Let's see...

Team A didn't fare too well. They tried to lynch, but came up empty handed. Two votes went to Koishi, one went to Shotaro. But with no majority, no lynch was had.
We awoke this morning to find that Joey, the villager, had been gruesomely killed, by means of playing cards shoved down his throat.
That now leaves five people, so three to reach majority. Shouldn't be too hard, no?

Team B didn't choose to lynch anybody, perhaps a smart move if not for the mafia lurking around. Mitsuzane was found murdered, laying in a fountain with his blood surrounding him. Yikes. Five remain here as well, so three for majority.

It's now day two. You better do something soon or your teams will starve!

[OOC notes:
- Dying in this game means you're free from the colosseum. Enjoy your newfound freedom...as soon as you revive.
- Pets are being fed by caretakers or anybody who isn't in the event who wishes to do it.]
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[ The Captain smiles on the colosseum, which has been transformed into a small little village with a house, gallows and a campfire. There is a similar one on the other side, and a wall separates the two.

Her voice comes over the speakers, loud and clear. ]


Welcome to the Village, everyone. I trust you all are having a fine morning!
In your pockets you’ll find a piece of paper with your role and what your win conditions are. Keep that paper to yourself. You’re free to tell people what you are, but be careful. Don’t throw the game, dohoho~

The rules are simple. You find which one of you is the mafia. But be careful, lynching incorrectly could result in problems. Listen closely to what your friends say, and watch your words carefully. You never know what can be used against you...
Failure to comply with the game may result in a much bigger loss than what your team would suffer, huhu~

TEAM A
Shotaro
Hina
Terui
Koishi
Joey
Mitsuki

TEAM B
Ankh
Micchy
Christa
Rei
Rika
Aya

((OOC: Basic rules:
- No copying the message sent to you with your role information in any form. No screeenshotting, either.
- You must choose a user during your night actions. You can’t kill nobody, investigate nobody, et cetera.
- No lynching is permitted during the game, however is suboptimal.
- Any questions can be sent to DM on Plurk, or to the avibusraris account.
))
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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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Aug. 17th, 2014 11:19 pm
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For a newcomer, Koizumi was remarkably calm. Things could have been worse. Granted, he could still think of a thousand places he'd rather be than the G block of Deadman Wonderland-- like the SOS Brigade clubroom, or his quiet apartment, or maybe a medieval torture chamber. But he wasn't in any of those places, and no amount of worrying was going to change that. If he wanted to make it through his sentence with his life and his sanity, what he needed now was information.

In the morning he took the basic ration cubes in the cafeteria on the principle that there were more important things to spend CP on, but a couple of bites were enough to change his mind. Two cups of coffee later he could still taste cardboard with undertones of cinderblock. His next stop was the gift shop to buy a communicator.

With the necessities out of the way he spent a few hours exploring the rest of the facility, making a mental map of every area he had access to with the exception of the lounge. He watched the other prisoners as he went, trying to memorize faces and first impressions. In a situation like this, he would need to know who was useful and who was dangerous. This involved more staring than was strictly polite, though he flashed a friendly smile if he was caught.

In the evening he settled down in the library with his communicator. He'd never seen a Deadman Wonderland event before. He rarely had time for TV, and even when he did it wasn't his sort of entertainment. But now it was research. He had to watch it. Not that it made him feel any better as he took in more carnage in an hour than he'd seen in a lifetime. Even with the volume muted, the images were bad enough. He tried not to look at their faces; all he needed to know was what sort of games they played, what sort of obstacles were involved, and what strategies had worked for others in the past. Even from that emotional distance, he had to stop after an hour. His hands were shaking. It wouldn't do to let anyone see him like that on his very first day.

He retreated to the courtyard for the rest of the evening, lying in the grass and staring up at the sky. Usually stargazing was calming, but it wasn't working tonight. The sliver of sky above the courtyard just felt claustrophobic. Still, it was better than being inside, so he lingered as long as he could before lights out.
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[It's midday before Feng Wángzǐ, called Prince by all who find his name hard to pronounce, comes to in his underground cell, ill-fitting jumpsuit on his body and brand-new collar around his neck. He never expected to end up here, in this place, but with the crimes he was convicted for, it'd be certain death anywhere else. Might as well get used to the idea.]

[There's something - or some things, really - next to his cot. A book, and a piece of... candy? An experimental lick reveals its bitterness, so Prince rewraps it and pockets it before flipping through the book. Skimming soon turns into in-depth reading, and what he's seeing isn't pleasant. Reaching the end, Prince vents his frustrations by throwing the book across the room, where it falls harmlessly. He's still pissed off, though... Maybe a walk around G-Block will help him cool down?]

[Later in the day, Prince can be found wandering in the courtyard, just hanging out, or in the Gift Shop, buying and struggling to activate a communicator. He's really not good with technology. Only after he's done with that will he realize something awful, though. He's got no clue how to get back to his cell in G-Block. Um... Help?]
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Noonish//

The conversation that morning had left Shotaro with a lot to mull through. He spent most of his shift in the laundry taking down notes from all the threads that John had indicated were a problem. And further from that, there was new data from today that was worth going through. The words and voice were all different. Someone else? There were two? But there were some similarities that couldn't be ignored.

He occasionally grumbled and made the odd growl of frustration. Here he was with his first solo case, and it was already a doozy. The pieces were out there, he just had to find them and put them together.

Afternoon//

His research continued after lunch, once his work was done for the day. He sat at a computer in the library working on another research subject of his own: Ryu Terui. He couldn't believe what he'd found. Murdered his whole family? There was no way. If he was a Deadman, then there was probably more to it than that. There always was. Suddenly a lot more about yesterday made sense. While no, Sokichi Narumi couldn't have kept Terui out of Deadman Wonderland, but he could have kept his family alive.

Once that particular enigma was resolved, he went back to taking notes from what John had forwarded him. There was quite a bit to go through, and several times to make sure he didn't miss anything.

Evening//

Shotaro tended to make a point of making sure no one saw him head for G-Block. Not only because of Philip, but because he didn't want people to assume ulterior motives for his eagerness to help people. Some of what Yui had said that morning still rang in his head. But, he'd promised to become a man worthy of wearing the hat the Boss had given him. And protecting the weak, even in prison, was a part of that.

That, and he wanted to see if Philip had any insight on what John had set them to that morning. He just hoped he didn't run into Terui or Scratch.
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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.

[ota]

Mar. 4th, 2014 10:03 pm
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[In the cafeteria after the late release, there seems to be a newcomer. She seems to drift off by herself to a lone table on the far side. Mitsuki doesn't meet anyone's eyes but doesn't say anything else at first. If anyone does manage to catch her eye? She rewards them with a somewhat distant look that seems quite focused.

This place is so noisy after the hospital where she was kept before her trial. She hadn't liked any of the staff there either. They had each looked at her like she was some kind of monster. Like a wild animal (wolf) in a cage. They had said that her father was dead but that couldn't be true--she was a devoted daughter. Her father wasn't in the best shape but he surely wasn't dead. What sort of idiot did they take her for?]


Liars.

[The teenage girl says this word out loud, as if talking to the air. She leans forward and raises a hand to her forehead where she entangles her fingers in her hair.]

They're all liars. [She repeats this again to herself. She did a bad thing but was it enough to make her father stop trying to contact her? Without Yuu-kun and without him.. this was going to be a long sentence.]

It's not like the people running this place is any better than the inmates... [Mitsuki is clearly talking to herself, lost in thought, but maybe someone should intervene.]

OTA

Mar. 3rd, 2014 11:45 pm
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[ Since they didn't get out of their cells until much later than usual, Anastasia was actually hungry by lunch time. Usually she could spend time sneaking around to get something and not have to worry about someone questioning who the hell the girl who looked kind of like the Queen but from an alternate universe was if she just sneaked little snacks back to her room for the day.

But no, she was hungry today with how late they got out, and she was going to go to the cafeteria and she's going to sit there and enjoy herself some shawarma. She may hate the guy who got her into Middle Easter cuisine but she doesn't dislike the food he introduced her to.

Of course, if you are looking for the Queen, it's unlikely that you've seen her in a couple of days. It might even take a glance or two considering she's speaking with an entirely different accent than the one she had before and she's no longer dressed in red-- no, she's got a rather different set of clothing and boots on. ]


{{ OOC: For reference, her voice as the Red Queen, her voice with her actual accent as seen in this log. }}

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