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]

[HONESTLY, in any other circumstances, Akira would probably appreciate that joke, because it's a pretty damn good one, good job other self!! but mentions of trust leave a bad taste in his mouth, remind him way too much of the faith in him the others had that he took full advantage of. for a moment? he's just silent, hand poised over some coffee filters, shoulders tense, back still turned towards his other]

[. . .]

[ugh. he doesn't want to go here. backpedaling, backpedaling]

Not when it comes to shaving cream and shoes, anyway.

[he comments lightly, as though nothing at all is wrong, as though he can deflect just fine without someone seeing through those masks. he grabs the filters, nudges the cabinet door shut, and finally turns around]

Or permanent markers when you're taking a nap.

[okay now to grab some hot water to get this coffee maker doing its job]

[jokered]

[what akira is realizing quickly is that... this kind of pisses him off?

it's funny, because he deflected and backpedaled a lot when things got really bad before, and so few were able to see through it. and even though it's been some time, his wounds have never really healed from it fully.

but seeing his alternate like that, so transparent, so obviously bitter, so obviously trying to mask his true feelings and whatever spurred them on like this—he can't settle. he knows himself better than anyone else, right? so...]

Geez. [exasperatedly, he says it with a sigh, leaning against the counter and idly fidgeting by way of tapping his foot against the floor.]

Am I always this obvious when I'm deflecting?

[at least akira isn't really trying to hide the note of bitterness in his tone; there's no point when his other will very obviously notice it.]

...It's pointless, hiding things from me, you know.

[and vice versa, though he thinks that's both obvious and... something he'd rather not say at all.

basically, "fuck this, we're gonna yolo deal with this situation," an akira kurusu tale.]

[purrtagonist]

[subtlety has never been Akira's strong point. it's almost amazing, back in Nope's Peak, that he managed to last for two whole days without confessing to his crime until the last half hour before voting closed. but then again, he did pull a month-long con on Goro Akechi. perhaps his masks are only sturdy when it really counts? hell if he knows]

[the only thing that matters is this very moment, anyway. he really shouldn't be surprised that he's being called out so easily (because really, who does know him better than he knows himself?), but. mrrrrrgh. . .]

[he really doesn't want to do this. not now]

[Akira lets out a huffed out sigh as he sticks the coffee filter in place, fills up the coffee maker itself with water to prep it for some future brewin', and turns back to the gathered coffee beans to construct a blend. something close to Leblanc's house blend, perhaps, because god damn it does he miss it]

. . . I don't really know what you want me to say.

[they went from joking about pinkie promises and shaving cream in shoes, to. this?? talk about doing a 180]

[jokered]

I didn't ask you to say anything.

[which comes with another sigh; they're both a bit frustrated by this—but the reason why is obvious. they both have a lot to hide and a lot they both would rather refrain from admitting to one another.

they're the same person at their core, but somewhere along the way, their experiences deviated, and clearly? neither of them had it very easy at all. whatever happened to his alter seems to be just as bad as his own experiences. and just like he doesn't want to talk about his own, he isn't really interested in forcing it out of the other akira, either.

that's never been his way, after all.]

But you don't have to try and bullshit me, either.

[he's not really looking at his other through all of this, either. he's avoiding certain contact in is own way, trusting him with the coffee and just... sort of musing over everything.]

[purrtagonist]

[that]

[sounds exactly like something he would say to someone else, if he were in the other position. in fact, he is aware that he has said it before, although maybe not in those exact words. but the sentiment is so very much on the nose (you don't have to lie, you can talk to me, but I won't force it) that he almost has to do a double take to make sure he really isn't the one speaking]

. . . huuuuh. . .

[THAT EXPLAINS NOTHING]

That-- . . . hmm.

Is this what other people feel like when talking to me?

[jokered]

[akira just kind of... actually looks at his other with a "well, duh," look.]

I am thou, thou art I...

[etc, etc.

he knows that this is what he'd hear, more or less, if the roles were reversed, with the only difference being that maybe his own experiences have made him a little more blunt about it.

or maybe he's more blunt because he's dealing with himself?

it's confusing and a bit hard to say.]

[purrtagonist]

[easily following that up a bland, almost deadpan--]

Thou has acquired a new vow, it shall become the wings of rebellion, blah blah blah. . .

[WAVES A HAND. and also, the coffee is totally brewing right now, so enjoy the fresh semi-familiar scent of a blend eerily similar to Sojiro's famous one]

What would this be, Fool? No. . . World? No--

I'd offer you Coffee but that one's taken.

[but Coffee isn't. . . okay, Akira]

[jokered]

[it's a good smell, one he is definitely down for. please, give him a decent cup of coffee. he could at least use that with all the bullshit they're dealing with.]

Joker, obviously.

[well, "jester," but let him live his life.]

[purrtagonist]

[fingerguns]

Touche.

[and with a flourish, he manages to produce on (1) almost-but-not-quite cup of Leblanc house blend coffee. hooray!! it's pretty good-- well. as good as he can make it, with what they've been given. better than nothing]

[way better than instant]

[jokered]

[nailed it.

in any case, akira will gratefully take any coffee he can get. better than instant, and also better than not having any coffee at all aside from fake coffee made from dandelions or what have you.

which was a learning experience but—]

Nothing beats caffeine.

[in this particular moment, at least.]

[purrtagonist]

[how did you live off of fake dandelion coffee, that is torture]

Got me there. I'm surprised I don't have a migraine after being off of the stuff for four days.

[. . . the fact that he was, like, very dead is probably why there's no headache, but. eh. details, details. either way, this Akira is totally pouring himself a cup once his mirror is properly taken care of, leaning his hip against the edge of the counter and just. closing his eyes and breathing in, because even the smell is enough to relax some of his tightly wound nerves. Will Graham was probably right with that spiel about his false association between comfort/safety and coffee, but whatever, fuck you Will Graham]

But strangely enough, many people seemed to have some slight concerns about my caffeine consumption habits. . . [he says that lightly, b/c he's joking]