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foolishmemers2018-01-29 05:16 pm
grimgrinningghosts) wrote in foolishmemers2018-01-29 05:16 pm
CRAU MURDERGAME MEME
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).
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!
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He nods, letting her choose her color first, and has the game get underway. We'll just skip over the nitty gritty for both our sanities, but the game ultimately ends with Illya winning with a lucky card draw.]
-Ah, damn.
[He looks up at her with a grin, happy she's won.]
Congratulations, Illya.
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Thank you. [ Although her voice sounds a little less appreciative. ] By the way... I'm sorry.
[ There's no hesitation as fingers pick out strands of hair; she's glad that for this one night she's allowed to use her abilities again as she creates her familiars. ]
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[And then those familiars appear in the air, startlingly beautiful but also inherently deadly birds appear, and his question dies in his throat, eye wide.
This is -]
Ill...Illya...
[He's frozen for a second, before he attempts to quickly scramble to his feet, to somehow stop her before she does something they'll both regret.
But he's just mortal, and up against a very powerful magus - even as he reaches out for her, trying to grab onto one of her shoulders.]
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Geez. . . You really shouldn't be doing that. I was going to kill you immediately when you let me inside, but since you taught me how to play a board game like you promised. I guess that I was a little too soft. But you'll let me kill you, right?
[ She smiles, just a little cruelly. ]
If this was a normal situation, I'd probably give you another option instead of dying, but that's just not possible here.
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[The sensation is oh so horribly familiar to him, the feeling of a sword slicing his flesh - and he backs up, back hitting the bed while he tries to comprehend this all.]
Illya - Illya, don't -
[It's true that he would let her kill him before, though - and his plea to not kill him is cut short by the memory of that.
...If she's willing to kill him, then -
He remembers Akira's motive, and swallows hard...letting some of his fear leech out of him as he looks at her and asks just one thing.]
...What's...your motive?
[If she's doing it to protect someone, then...he'll understand. He knows who Illya is, and what she's willing to do.]
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[ She can't help but laugh a little bit, in a cruel manner. ]
Having my powers back is so satisfying. I wonder... should I cut the other arm, too? Or make you beg a little more...?
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They must have threatened Shirou this time - something that she couldn't ignore, considering that this time you'd have to kill or be killed to keep your stick from being done.
Honestly, his was bad enough that he'd considered going after Will, but...Akira wouldn't have wanted him to, so he'd just stayed in and prayed that the Raccoons were lying.
However...now it looked like he wouldn't have to worry at all.
His shoulders square up, and he looks at her - steadily, determined. He won't beg for his life, not if she wants to keep down this path - but he won't make it easy for her, either.]
...Neither.
[If he's going to die - and he is, considering just how powerful she is - he'll do it on his own terms. So he gets his feet under him and rushes her, his leg coming out to seemingly kick her -
(But it's a feint. He can't kick her, can't even think of hurting her. But it's a way to spur her into action, to take him down faster, for what he feels like is her own sake.)]
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[ It's only fair that she would do something like this for the person that she cared about the most, out of those who weren't here. She would do practically anything for him, and that was final.
Because she was his ally.
But when he rushes her, she's caught almost off guard before degen - the sword - comes swinging at him as she takes a step back. Of course, it's not going to hit any vitals since that's not her plan is. No, as she is right now, as the person she's pretending to be, she isn't going to do this quick.
She needs to actually hurt him. ]
Did you really think that was going to work? You should be lucky they didn't let me bring Berserker here with me, because otherwise you'd already be dead and I would have had your insides ripped out.
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She's putting on an act - making it seem like she never cared for him the entire time, just like how it's an act at how disaffected he is at this entire thing. In reality, he wants nothing more than to make her stop, scream at her, yell that she doesn't have to do this -
But her mind is made up, so he won't dissuade her. If his death saves people close to her, then it's a fair trade for all the pain he's put her through here.
Still wearing that brave, determined face (the face he's always worn in a battle to protect someone, a battle to survive, even if the true face he wants to show is something much more vulnerable and pained), he backs up again with a faint hiss, blood spilling over the now-forgotten boardgame, a pained smile coming to his face as he speaks.]
I...had to try, you know? I'm not going down without a fight, Illya.
[The doomed Hero against a betraying, evil Magus.
Wouldn't that be entertaining enough?]
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[ She swings her body left and right with what seems to be amusement by all of this. Her grin seems to widen ever so slightly in a way that doesn't betray her true feelings.
Of course her mind is made up.
It was ever since she made that decision. ]
Then I guess I'll add two more for you.
[ She makes it look so easy, taking two more strands of hair and forming two more birds from it. ]
Let's see... [ Illya taps her chin, a bit inquisitive. ] Yeah, four should be enough. Or maybe I'll make one more? Whichever's more fun. But for now—
[ And she'll have her birds all become swords and aims it towards his hands and feet. ]