CRAU MURDERGAME MEME

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THE CRAU MURDERGAME (And Mafia) MEME

You wake up somewhere new. And unlike your first go-around, you know what's happening this time.

This might be your second - third, fourth time in a murdergame. Maybe you had even hosted one, or ran it yourself. You recognize some of your fellow captives, and even the ones you don't seem to have emerged from similar situations.

Either way, you know the drill by now: you're trapped aboard an allegedly haunted school that's floating about in space, and your legion of hosts (an odd collection of characters, which may include but is not limited to: a robot bear, a male voice that only speaks via the intercom, a horrible abomination fast food mascot, a terrifying lich(?), Neil Patrick Harris and an eerily familiar celebrity who's incredibly famous out in space) then suddenly get told that there's only one way to escape, and that's by one thing alone: murder.

Been there, done that.

Each time a murder happens, there's going to be an investigation, and then a trial. Naturally, more often than not, you have to find the culprit or else. Hope that it all comes back to you.

(This meme is intended for CRAU characters and NPCs from previous murdergames (Dangan Roleplay, Foolish Mortals, Trustfell, Parasomnia, Curtains, etc), mafia/murder PSLs/other games (Nope's Peak, Newlydead Game, EpicMafia, etc) and characters from canons that center around "killing games" (Dangan Ronpa, CLUE, Willy Wonka, Hunger Games, etc).




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MURDERGAME TYPE:

1. Investigative. This type of murdergame relies on having specific culprits per trial, each one handpicked as a culprit or victim.
2. Mafia. Specific characters are chosen to be either a group of killers or a single killer from the very beginning. Other roles may also be given to other characters, such as Doctor, Gunsmith, etc.
3. Hunger Games. No trials. No investigations. No downtime. Just an all-out bloodbath. May the odds be ever in your favor.

PROMPTS:

1. Welcome to Hell, Enjoy Your Stay! You've only just woken up, but immediately, you panic. Thankfully, you're not alone, and some of these people are unfamiliar to you - but all of you are terrified.
2. So How About that Murder? You've just been told by your Legion of Hosts that "hey, you've got to kill to survive" and immediately, we're back on your bullshit.
3. MOOOOOOTIVE! It's been quite some time and your mastermind is pretty much sick and tired of all of this fluffy and sweetness to the point that they've put their hands down and decided that they've got to do something about it. But what's it going to be this week?
4. So Do You Want To Be A Mole? Probably not, but it seems that whoever is overseeing your game thinks that you'd be great to be the game's spy.
5. Roles, Roles, Roles! Specific to the Mafia set up, sometimes you're given a specific role. Maybe you can pass out weapons or guns to people. Or perhaps you can speak to the dead. Maybe you can block someone from killing for the evening. Whatever it is, you're special. Just make sure not to get killed. (For ideas on roles, feel free to utilize this list here!)
6. So you're Mafia now, eh? You are one of the elite. The ones chosen to vote for who dies each week. Whether it's by choice or by chance, you've got a dirty job to do and you have to do it... or else. But hey, at least you're not alone! You've got some buddies to help you do the work with you.
7. What's that? Somehow, somewhere, you've managed to find some sort of machine that takes a special kind of coin and pops out some sort of item? Who knows.
8. Free Time Events Throughout the week, you're free to do as you please, so what are you going to do, even with the threat of murder hanging over your heads? Might as well get to know your fellow captives, right?
9. Kill or Be Killed Whether you're mafia or just a solo killer, it's time to start your murder on! There's plenty of ways to do it. So how's it gonna be done this time?
10. IT'S INVESTIGATION TIME! Ding dong bing bong, a body has been discovered! Whether or not you'll actually find any clues, however, to who did it might be a bit of a toughie.
11. Let's figure this out The trial starts and everyone's eyes are on everyone else. Whether you're given a list of suspects or not, there's a killer to catch! But will you catch the right one? Or scapegoat someone else entirely innocent?
12. I remember...! In some murder games, memories are key. Every Sunday, you remember something from your past that you've somehow forgotten. But why was it lost in the first place? And why are you remembering it now, all of a sudden? It is a mystery, truly.
13. And the mastermind is-? Is it truly someone outside of the group? Or perhaps it was one of your friends after all? It's time to finally finish this, solve all the mysteries, defeat the evil twisted things, maybe get the Golden End and go home.
14. WILDCARD Anything else that I'm missing? JUST JAM AND PLAY IT OUT!

 

(original meme prompts by anonily)

Comments

[purrtagonist]

. . .





Nice. . . pants?

[he's confused]

[foolishjustice]

[No judgment here for his fellow coffee addict. Just wondering what he's actually seeing here.

Also? That is the opposite of not asking about his clothes. He doesn't seem to mind being examined, but when Akira comments...he can't quite help the red tint to his face.]

A lesson in allowing your boyfriends to redesign your wardrobe. I don't think that's really the important part, though...do you have any coffee to go with that machine?

[purrtagonist]

[uh]

Shuichi doesn't really strike me as. . .

[GESTURES??? good job going immediately for the kitchen and not paying attention to profiles, Akira]

Also: not yet, but I'll make a scene until I get some.

[foolishjustice]

[His eyebrows go up at that. He's so used to using the name Kurama when it's just him and Akira talking, and this isn't even the Akira that should know him...]

I'm surprised you know my boyfriend's name, seeing as we're quite clearly from different timelines. But there's a bit more to him than the innocent act he puts on.

[Leaving it at that...sighing.]

Find somewhere to set that down. I have a trick I think you'll want to see.

[purrtagonist]

[??????????????????]

[he is very confused right now but okay, he will. . . put a pin on that different timeline stuff and come back to it later]

How could I. . . not know? I was the one who told you he liked you.

[expert at romantic advice Akira Kurusu, apparently! with a sigh, he shifts the coffee maker in his arms and continues onward]

Kitchen.

[he'll set it down in the kitchen]

[foolishjustice]

As I recall, Shuichi was very clear in his own interest. He's not exactly the shy type.

[But kitchen it is! He'll just lead the way.]

I might not be the best when it comes to understanding romance, but I'm not so clueless that I don't recognize what it means when someone seems to revel in making you notice how attractive they are.

[purrtagonist]

[not the shy type, he says]

[brb trying to imagine the Shuichi he knows not being shy or, at the very least, easily flustered, but. he's coming up short]

. . . you do know him better than I do. . .

[foolishjustice]

It doesn't really take knowing him that well. He was quite openly forward in general, particularly after I found the courage to stop pretending I wasn't attracted to men.

[purrtagonist]

[KITCHEN, get!! Akira drops the coffee maker onto the counter, lifting a hand to rub the back of his neck thoughtfully]

I did catch him reading one of those racy romance novels from the library you burned down.

[so???]

[foolishjustice]

[Blink.]

Now I'm...very certain we're from different timelines. There was no library where I met Shuichi, and I doubt I could have gotten away with arson. Not that I was never tempted to try to destroy something in the mall, but we were quite clearly warned that it would end in punishment.

[purrtagonist]

[m-mall???]

It was a school. . .

[annnd he trails off, gaze flickering away, frown tugging down the corners of his mouth. all right. . . it's time to take the pin out of the timeline conversation]

[he's not unfamiliar with the concept. in fact, he's read enough science fiction and shounen manga (thanks, Ryuji) to have come across the theory in multiple sources of fiction. but, of course, that's all it was to him: fiction.]

[then again, so were shinigamis, and multiple worlds, and magical girls, and killing games, and all sorts of other junk he's had actual experienced with in the past year or so]

[glances back at Akechi, drumming his fingers against the counter]

. . . alternate universes, then?

[foolishjustice]

Clearly, since neither of the Akira Kurusus I know either have a scar like that or experience with a school that involves me burning down a library.

[A beat.]

At least, I assume I never burned down a school library in the timeline the Akira I met at the mall is from. It's not something I ever really bothered to ask about.

But before we compare notes, I'm already sure I'm going to need coffee for this.

[And so, he crosses his hands in front of himself and parts them with a flourish to hold out a hot cup of black coffee that he most certainly couldn't have been carrying. It just so happens to be a lightly sweetened Leblanc house blend, too.]

Here, a gift.

[purrtagonist]

[he has many, many, many questions, but all of them are immediately cut off by the magical appearing cup of coffee. a brew that smells awfully. . . familiar? comfortably familiar, like home and family and safety all rolled into one. it's all he can do to keep himself from reaching out and snatching it from Akechi immediately]

[but he restrains himself, knowing that a quick action like that would risk spilling the sweet nectar all over the damn floor, so. carefully, cautiously, he takes the cup. holds it between his palms, allowing the warm to seep through. leans in to breathe in its scent, eyes slipping shut]

[god. fuck. it's only been three weeks since he was last in Tokyo. a long, exhausting, tiring three weeks, and that thought fucking aches. and finally having a small slice of home after so long (he can practically hear Will Graham's words echoing in his mind, the whole thing about his coffee addiction being a false association between coffee and comfort) is almost overwhelming]

[he's quiet for a few good, long moments, before he finally takes a sip]

Thanks.

[said quietly, simply]

. . . how did you do that?

[foolishjustice]

[It doesn't take a detective prince to tell that this Akira hasn't had Leblanc coffee in...a while. The appreciation brings a soft smile to his face as he produces a cup for himself, leaning back against a counter.]

A power I gained while I was at the mall. All of us lost access to our own powers and got one new one, and mine was to create any liquid I can think of. Three cups' worth every twenty minutes, and they can have one of a few different effects. This one is essentially a liquid Dia.

It was very comforting for both myself and the Akira there. It couldn't completely fight off the homesickness, but...it did help

[purrtagonist]

[he pauses, cup halfway lifted to his lips for another sip, when Akechi mentions an "other" Akira. for a moment, his gaze turns distant, eyes clouding over with unfocused gray. but the moment passes like a gust of wind, and he lets out a snort as he gulps down another cup of his absolute favorite brew]

E-rank luck. Across all universes.

[ha ha]

[it's a joke]

[foolishjustice]

[...Yeah, he's just going to assume that's one of Akira's references that he doesn't get? He's never touched any visual novels.]

I can't entirely say I disagree...things went very poorly for him there. Not that part of it isn't my own fault...

[Sigh.]

But it did work out in the end. An impressive level of tenacity is also a trait you share across universes.

[purrtagonist]

[thanks HTML]

[he alllllmost asks about what Akechi means by "not that part of it isn't my own fault," but. considering what he knows about his own experiences? he can fancy a guess]

[and he ain't going there]

Well. . . [ha] That's good to hear. That it all worked out.

[he's still dead where he comes from, oops. but, that said?]

We are a little bit like cockroaches.

[foolishjustice]

Hmm, numerous and...

[No, he's not going to finish that thought. This is not at all the time or place for his mind to be going there. Please ignore the fact that he's blushing.]

...Difficult to get rid of? I can definitely think of worse 'infestations' to have.

1/2

[purrtagonist]

[. . . . . . . . . . . .]

[so not going there]

[purrtagonist]

More like we have a tendency to give death the middle finger.

[casually]

[foolishjustice]

Such as circumventing Shido's assassination plan? Using the Metaverse was a clever trick, by the way.

[There's maybe...a hint of wryness to his tone, though no outright hostility.]

Sae-san must have created a very convincing Cognitive, for the versions of myself who saw it to have been fooled.

The Akira who was in the mall came very close to genuinely dying a couple of times, but I guess the fact that it wouldn't have stuck just further proves your point.

[purrtagonist]

Why, thank you.

[also wry, but there's a hint of pride in the way his mouth twitches into a tiny grin. because, yeah, that was an amazing trick]

Cheating death is a pretty good thing. I just hope it doesn't eventually get fed up with us until we're both nice and old and yelling at kids to get off of our lawns.

[heh]

[foolishjustice]

There's always transcending a mortal form altogether and becoming an ageless being. I've heard immortality is very helpful for worries about wrinkles and arthritis.

[It's said like it's a joke, but...]

[purrtagonist]

[. . . you know what]

[yea, okay]

Godhood doesn't exactly suit me.

[foolishjustice]

Mm, I can agree it's not for everyone. It really wouldn't have been my first choice either, but someone did need to do the job.

[And now there's a definite wicked glint to his eyes. This isn't quite one of his crazed smirks...but it's not exactly a gentle one, either.]

Besides, it's going to be very interesting when we fight Yaldabaoth. Especially if I can leave him thinking I'm still human until then.