notasstrange | Round 2 Test Drive Meme

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Round 2 Test Drive Meme

15 STRANGERS ROUND 2
TEST DRIVE
There are 15 strangers in this place. Someone knows why. And its clear the odds are stacked against you.

1. ARRIVAL
You're here, in the Mall. Wherever the Mall might be, right? And what happened to your powers? Your memories? Who else has been so unlucky as to be brought in with you? Also, why are the rules littered with emojis!?

2. POWER
You have been, er, "blessed" with a power. Its not a power you want or care for, but its yours now. You might want to try an control it, lest you hurt someone else. That is...unless you want to. Just don't blow up any public property while you're at it!

3. HOME
So now you live in a mall! All right! Modern conveniences galore! And hey, there's a cat cafe and a bar! Maybe living here forever won't be so bad. Unless you're looking for a way out, but surely, you wouldn't do that, right?

4. MINIGAME
The Life Coach has decided to do 'games'. Those who win the games will get prizes, the Life Coach has promised. The Test Drive Meme's minigame: a costume contest! The best costume made in five hours wins! Work alone, or in teams - the Life Coach is ok with either~!

5. MOTIVE
The Life Coach has announced the motive for the week. Clearly someone really wants to give you a reason to kill someone. How will you react? Will you stand against such an insult and help others to fight the temptation? Or perhaps, you yourself are tempted...?

6. DEATH
One of your own has died - no, been killed. The Inquisition has started. The body lies before you, and now you must discern the truth from the clues before you. But can you when you mourn? Or, perhaps you don't mourn the dead. Perhaps you're only playing along because you know more than you let on.

7. TRIAL
Well, it looks like the Life Coach wasn't kidding when they said there would be a trial. So now you're here, looking to condemn the responsible killer. If you do, they die. If you don't, you die. Whatever happens, you have to figure out what happened. Can you?

8. WILDCARD
Anything not mentioned above. Go wild!

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[ Important OOC Note: Cesare has an important Opt-Out Post here that you should reply to if you mind mentions of incest potentially coming up. Just. An FYI. ]

[ I. Arrival ]

[ This is not his beautiful bedroom

His beautiful rack of poisons are not here

His beautiful sister is nowhere to be found

What the absolute fuck.

He'll sit up and swing his legs over the bed, staring rather groggily at the small bedroom space. This is hardly befitting a noble. He'll grumble, and step out only to frown more because this... Doesn't look like anything in his world. Nothing in Rome. It's too advanced. ]

...Where am I?

[ III. Cats and Alcohol ]

[ No one said that Cesare Borgia was a social person. They also never said you couldn't grab alcohol and go hang out at the cat café, which is exactly what he's doing. He's grabbed the biggest bottle of vintage wine he could fine, inspected it to make sure there was no tampering, and then decided to sit here and let the cats pile on him while he drinks.

...He's generally in a rather miserable mood, because he very obviously doesn't know any of this technology at all and anyone around would have heard him earlier wondering, quite loudly, what a cell phone even is. ]

[ VI. Let the Bodies Hit the Floor ]

[ ...Of course. Someone's dead. He found them, here in the bridal center. Miss Margarita, who looked so eerily like his sister, had been strung up in place of a mannequin including the wedding dress. She looks almost peaceful, and that freaks him out the most.

He wishes he had more wine. ]

...I wonder if anyone will believe this isn't my work.

[ VIII. Wildcard ]

[ Any other scenarios are just fine, let's gooooo ]

[No one deserved to die like this. And the way Margarita is propped up the way she was, face changed from whatever killed her, wearing a wedding dress like it was a joke--

He'd been trying to get through to her. He almost thought he might have. She'd been around Claudia's age, and hearing her speak the way she did had been worrisome. But there had been hope among some of the group that maybe it wasn't too late to save her from an early death and an unhappy life.

Now, they would never know for sure.]

Damnit...

[Deep breaths. They would figure this out. They would figure out who did this to her and why. At Cesare's words, though, Fin can't help but look over at the other.]

Be pretty hard to refute it if the evidence points towards you.

[Which....they haven't even started investigating yet. And even if Cesare did do it, Fin doubts he'd save anyone the time and confess right then and there.]

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Yes, well, it won't. I simply found her like this. Besides, if I'd kill her, I wouldn't make some gruesome display of it. I have far more class than that.

[ He's still a Borgia, poisoning people is what he does. So he's going to just. Go up and at least take her down? And then wince as his nice, white gloves are soaked with blood because, yeah, she looks nice until you turn her around. ]

...Now do you believe it wasn't me? I'd never stab someone. There's plenty of things that can be used as poisons. Why would I lower myself to this?

Woah, hold up a--!

[He grabs the nearest cloths he can find to protect the evidence from his fingerprints and rushes over to help grab the body.]

This is still a crime scene and you need to be careful!

[...That's right, Borgias were Dark Age or something like that. They wouldn't know any better about even the most basic modern forensics. Still.]

You're lucky you're wearing gloves.

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Don't touch her!

[ It's practically a snarl, he's got her. But he'll take a deep breath and calm himself. ]

...Sorry. She looks... Remarkably like my sister.

[ Going to just. Lay Margarita down. ]

...Right. Sorry about that.

[This just got. Really awkward. Nevertheless, he looks at the stab wounds as the body is laid down, then at Cesare's gloves. The fact his gloves got bloodied so easily...

Back to the wounds. Are they still wet in some manner?]

I just don't want to contaminate the...crime scene on accident is all.

['Crime scene'. Damnit, he had hoped no one would go for the motive.]

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[ It's more that the dress soaked up a lot, so not all of it is dry. She was clearly stabbed in the dress! And given it's one clean cut, whoever it was happened to be someone she trusted. ]

...Contaminate...? I'll never understand the modern world...

Look...

[He frowns. One stab wound, but was that all there was?...]

When someone's murdered, something as small as a strand of hair can mean the difference between catching the guy responsible and never figuring out the truth. We use hair, saliva, fingerprints-

[Hence the glove comment.]

-blood, and DNA where I come from. Analyzing things that, if you're not careful, you can leave your own around and be mistaken for the culprit. Even if we can't measure all that stuff here, stuff like fingerprints can still be lifted and compared. Hairs can be preserved for later. That's what I mean.

[Speaking of, probably its an idea to check to see if there are any errant strands of hair that looked out of place on or around Margarita.]

Probably sounds insane to you, but that's how it is.

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...DNA?

[ He'll stare a moment. ]

...And do you have the tools to analyze these things available here? No? Then I don't think we need to worry as much.

[ He's going to look, too! There is a bit of hair, but it's a silvery-purple one... Who here has that hair color again...? ]

Die...o....

[Crap, he knows the A is acid...]

...It's short for a more complicated term. DNA is basically what we're all made of. The building blocks of life.

[He frowns at the hair.]

Let me get a zip-lock. I'm going to bag that hair. I'll also get some paper and scotch tape if I can find it, for any fingerprints. I'll be back in a sec...!

...I repeat: I'll never understand your modern world.

[ He's just going to go back to looking to see if he can find anything, while being generally disturbed. ]

[Arrival]

[Mira sits on a stool of the barcade, making a bewildered face as she reads the rules. An average person like her would be shocked by the prospect of murder in them, so that's hardly unusual, although right now her polished fingers are poking absently at the kaomoji in the rules.]

What are some of these even supposed to be....?

[Though honestly she's frustrated that they exist here at all.]

[Power]

[You are minding your own business in the ghost town of the mall, with seemingly no one around in sight, when suddenly:]

Hey! [MIRA IS DIRECTLY BEHIND YOU, WHERE THE HELL DID SHE COME FROM. The answer is basically wherever she wanted to, because her power is flash stepping. Still, it's kind of creepy having someone sneak up on you in a murder game... especially someone calm and collected who doesn't seem like they should be able to move that fast.]

[Death]

[In the worst scavenger hunt ever, someone has been dismembered with their body parts hidden all over the mall, and everyone's looking to find them - so of course Mira is helping! And wrapping up a severed limb to put in a cooler she grabbed from the department store. You can find her doing that, or if you are already in on the search, you may receive this text.]

Found the arm in Foofylicious. Did anyone figure out who it is yet?

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[It's a bit of a delay before Shepard responds.]

Found the head.

[Another pause.]

It was in a fryer in Wok This Way.

It's female.

[There's a few people who it could be, but 1. it's really badly burnt, and 2. his own face is a bit too busy having a date with the nearest trash can to narrow anything down.

Just. give him a moment.]

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[And he's back, this time with proper gloves on and the aforementioned bag and tape and paper. Kneeling down, he very carefully scoops the hair into the bag.]

You get used to it, eventually.

[Wait until he explains sharknadoes, boy howdy.]

There's no other wounds, right? Anything you saw on her front?

[Fortunately texts can be read at one's own pace, since Mira can't even imagine what Shepard is going through with that. She hums as she carefully types her response.]

Wow. Burning a woman's face off? That's as heartless as it gets.

Well, if that's all you can tell about it. Can you at least get it out of the fryer

[It's a while before another text comes.]

Yeah, got it pretty much out. Hair is still somewhat intact - blonde.

[Mira is remaining calm as she puts the arm on ice.]

It's something I guess... I'm afraid the body discovery announcement might not go off until we find all of it. worst case scenario we just have to track down all the blondes and see who's missing.

Anyway, the hand didn't have any particular features, though it was clenched in a fist. Think I should pry it open?

Worth a shot, just be careful.

[Bla bla bla wear gloves bla bla bla evidence. By this time, it has, sadly, been something he's had to remind people repeatedly. Mira, at least, has been consistent with similar precautions as well, something he appreciates.]

I'll keep looking in the other restaurants for more parts. I'm putting the head somewhere safe for the moment while I do that.

[The fact he had to say any of that made him feel sick again. This wasn't just murder - this was beyond heartless. Almost like the killer wanted to erase their victim in a way that couldn't be recovered.]

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Not that I can see.

[ He'll sigh, though, pinching the bridge of his nose before remembering the blood. ]

...Honestly, what bothers me most is her expression. She seemed so... Content.

...let's see if the weapon's nearby. Or...something that has a similar size blade to the wound.

[It could mean many things, having a content face at death. But they couldn't make a conclusion, not yet.

What blade type looks like it could have made such a killing wound, speaking of? He goes first towards the novelty weapons to check those out.]

[The killer wanted to erase something, that's for sure. Scattering body parts everywhere was obviously a strategy to hide in the chaos.]

That's a good idea. Why don't we meet up then? Get the jigsaw puzzle started in the same spot. And you can watch me do this too, in case something does happen. Like the killer sneaking up to prevent it being seen.....

[Home]

[Well, Renne is definitely enjoying this place. In fact, she's already snagged herself an adorable dress from one of the shops and is trying out a skateboard at one point.

And then she also can be found happily petting the cats later on. Or maybe playing with the electronics. Or maybe your character is walking by and gets a random text message with a cat emote while she's hiding somewhere. One thing is for sure, she's enjoying herself a bit too much to want to leave anytime soon.]

[Minigame]

[Costumes? Oh yeah, Renne definitely is into this. Of course her skills at actually making a piece of clothing are not quite there. So someone may see a girl giving them cute puppy dog eyes when she needs help with a part of it. Or maybe they are working on a team together since she'd look adorable in nearly anything and that could be quite an asset for any team.]

[Death]

[So someone is now dead and guess who found the body? Of course it would be Renne. Strangely enough though, she doesn't seem in the least bit bothered by the corpse and is investigating it. Help her? Or try to drag her away from the corpse?]

[Arrival]

[It's not as if Akechi has never been to a mall before, but...usually? He knows how he got there. He also usually has his own cell phone, instead of a completely unfamiliar model that doesn't even have his apps on it. What it does have is profiles on himself and fourteen other people, and a list of rules that would look like they were written by a fourteen year old girl if not for...one particular thing. It figures. It always comes back to murder in his life, doesn't it?

Well, he's not about to let something so pedestrian as a kidnapper control his actions. Time to go look for a way out, as well as his fellow kidnapees. Surely they'll feel more comfortable knowing there's a detective among them, right? And a bunch of panicking idiots would only make getting his belongings back and punishing the person who abducted him harder.

Anyone else who happens to be looking around will be met with a young man who's...really, remarkably calm about the situation. He's hailing them by their surname, if they have one, in a highly professional tone for an eighteen year old.]

Do you have any memory of how you might have gotten here? Or, at the very least, been rendered unconscious for transport...

[Motive]

[To change your biggest regret, huh? Everything here seems unprofessional to an exceptional degree, but it seems they do know their victims. Except not well enough. All of his regrets, everything he wishes he hadn't done...they'd brought him too far to give up on. After a moment of quiet consideration, he shakes his head.]

Don't you think fourteen lives is too steep a price to pay for our own peace of mind? To say nothing of the fact that it would simply be trading one regret for another.

Besides, has anyone here ever heard of the butterfly effect? Even assuming it is possible to change the past, the full consequences of doing so would be impossible to predict.

[Wildcard-Regains]

[Gambling might be illegal in Japan, but Akechi can only ignore his curiosity for so long...despite not really trusting these vending machines. After trading in a bunch of his chips, he's ended up with a pile of random junk (that may or may not include someone else's random junk), along with a rather...loud, white and red outfit, complete with the beaked mask. The way he looks at it, it definitely seems familiar to him...though there's a perplexed look to his expression as he turns the mask over in his hands.]

It is quite the convincing likeness...

What the fuck...

[The man in the long coat stops his wandering around the halls once he gets the text. While he opens the cell phone itself with reasonable familiarity, the emote specifically gets him to frown in concentration. He pinches the screen by the corners to look at it on different angles. If this is a... no, that makes no sense, who would use that to start an actual conversation? That's it. Dio just has to ask. He literally puts his foot down, wearing black leather (and red rhinestone) cowboy boots that will leave a mark on the linoleum floors, and sets to hunting and pecking the letters in his reply one at a time.]

what is this

[ OOC: Little note here, Ursula's hair is currently this color, I just don't have many icons that can, you know, express this, so ~please pretend~. Also I have 0 idea if she could actually find blue hair dye in this mall, so... ]

[ Arrival. ]

[ ... Soooo the first thing Ursula does is read her paper, and then shake her head because what the actual fuck. She puts her hair up and kinda... hides it under her hat, and begins... searching... she is looking mighty shifty if I do say so myself, what is this strangely dressed woman searching for?! Seriously, she's not even trying to talk to anyone--if anything, she appears to be trying to AVOID people... and look around the various stores... ]

[ Power. ]

[ She doesn't know what to do with this. ALL HER POWERS ARE GONE, sob. On that note, so is her wand. She keeps trying to make potions, to at least do some kind of magic, but... well.

Once she makes the mixture, and attempts (read: attempts, with what ingredients she can find) using it on something small, like, say... restoring a broken item, it just backfires in a puff of smoke. This may or may not be due to her new """"powers"""". That she really... does not know what to do with.

She kind of sets things on fire. So have Ursula just cough-hacking and a bunch of smoke. ]

O-oh, no... and I had such high hopes, too...

[ Home. ]

[ She has... found the cat cafe. She has decided to nestle herself in here, with a very large book. And pet a kitty. She misses her bird, a little bit... but a cat is fine too. You can definitely bother her, if you want. ]

[ Wildcard. ]

[ Ursula is digging around "The High Scale", trying to find some typical witch's robes and whatnot. It's a little... oldschool, for her tastes, but it'll be nice if she can find something to suit. ... Honestly she looks pretty at home in this store, very much giving off the kind of vibe the store requires with her glasses and gentle demeanor. ]

My, it reminds me of the old days of the Academy...

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Round 2 Test Drive Meme

Cesare Borgia || Cantarella ~Poison of Blue~

VI

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Fin they don't have fingerprint kits I don't think

But semper peratus!!!

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Mira | Zero Time Dilemma

Death [TW: DISMEMBERMENT, BURNS, EMETOPHOBIA]

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Renne Hayworth | Trails series

Goro Akechi | Persona 5 (Spoilers)

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Ursula Callistis | Little Witch Academia