[ IT'S FINE IT WAS JUST ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HALLWAY!!! ]
They had scrunchies, yeah. And... maybe. It's not a bad theory, at least. We'll see what other numbers turn up. [ dick looks at the ceiling just in case i missed something :/ but otherwise i can't think of anything else in this hallway. are there more posters. is there something on the ground. IS THERE SOMETHING IN THE DESKS INSIDE THE ROOM, ASSUME HE NOISILY CHECKED BACK THERE!!! otherwise. there we go down the hallway ]
[Steph cannot open any of the lockers! Alas. They have stickers with names written on them, however. Steph will see a couple of names she's heard of before, like Papika, Akira, Chuuya (3), and so forth. Yes, Chuuya is numbered. It's fine.
There is nothing in the desks, either. And the ceiling is clear, besides maybe having asbestos. But that's fine. School ceilings just be like that sometimes.
Down the hallway they go! Cheery music plays as they approach the stage for a second time. Hannibal and Akechi stand there, still grinning and wearing their 3D glasses. But Papika seems to have disappeared. Shadowy figures block the two classroom doors and lockers, and the podiums are lined up smackdab in the middle of the hallway this time. Between the stage and the podium, the group will notice six rectangular... boxes, perhaps? They are entirely covered by black tarps, but they are about six feet long and three feet wide each.
As the group approaches, Hannibal will lift his microphone to speak.]
"... And we return from our commercial break! In the last segment, our contestants won the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to visit our friends from that ill-named town and Shibuya. But now, they must face yet another challenge. Akechi-san, will you tell our contestants what they will win should they make it through this round?"
"If they make it through this round, they will get the opportunity to visit their friends from the temple and village!" [Akechi gestures at the classroom doors as he speaks. Once again, both doors have a sheet of paper taped to them.] "... Of course, this is only if they win. Should they lose... Haha, we will be in for a treat! Contestants, you may now take your place at the podiums."
[Smoke begins to seep through the locker doors. It smells a lot like... weed? Uh. Hm. Oh, well. What now?]
It isn't us, I would think. There were four of us from the town, not three. It could be the arrival sequence--
[What the HELL is happening at any given time in this school?! Damian looks ticked to see Hannibal for the second time as he steps up to a podium. Stupid cannibalistic bastard... If he hadn't seen Papika back in the room, he'd demand for them to tell him where she went.
He does not like those six boxes, by the way. At all.]
...Coffins?
[He glances around when the smoke appears. WEED, REALLY?] Whatever transpires, just play along with the game. Whatever answers they want. We need those keys. [Haha. Easier said than done.]
[ dick will follow the other two to his own podium, looking warily at the boxes ]
Right. Hopefully... it's not as bad as it looks. [ famous last words, grayson! but he covers his face a little at the smell of weed. god. he's suddenly so glad he went to gotham academy. public school is bad. ]
[It is absolutely weed. Special weed, as a matter of fact. The longer they inhale it, the foggier their perception of reality becomes. For all of Dick's talk about how none of this is real and they should remain calm, the three of them will have one hell of a time remembering that. In fact, they will even forget the fact that they just saw thier friends from Whole Ass and Shibuya in classrooms 2 and 3. Everything that is happening right now will feel very, very real as long as they continue to inhale the weed. Oof.
But that's not all.
Once they approach their respective podiums, chains will shoot out of them to grab their wrists and ankles. Their ankles will be held firmly in place, preventing them from taking a step back. Their left hand will have just enough mobility to reach the two buttons on their respective podium. Each one of them will get an additional surprise, however. Three of the shadowy figures will lunge at them once they're chained to their podiums. One of the figures will grab Dick's jaw and pull his tongue out, holding it in place. The second will grab Steph's right hand, pressing it against the corner of the podium. The third will grab at Damian's left leg, pinning it so he can't move his knee. From the ceiling, three objects descend to dangle above them. A gun for Dick, a fire starter for Steph, and a sword for Damian. I cannot find a good picture reference, but. The sword is absolutely the al Ghul sword.
The next time they blink, they will find their outfits have changed as well. Dick now wears Batman's suit, Steph wears Spoiler's uniform, and Damian will find himself dressed like his grandfather. Once this happens, and the special weed has taken effect, the TV screen on the stage will flicker to life. It now reads:]
ROUND 2 WILL I DIE ALONE?
[Akechi lifts the microphone up, and begins to speak.]
"You can't have your cake and eat it, too. That's just the way the world works. If you want to hang out with your friends, you will never have a seat at the table. But if you want a seat at the table, you have to give up your friends. The rules of this round are simple. On their podiums, our wonderful contestants will find two buttons—"
[Looking down, Steph, Dick and Damian will notice there's something written on the buttons. For Steph: The right button reads Varian and the left button reads Souji. For Dick: The right button reads Higekiri and the left button reads Kagachi. And for Damian: The right button reads Papika and the left button reads Milla. Simultaneously, the black tarps covering the boxes will lift to reveal glass boxes, with the aforementioned individuals inside. Dildo guns are pointed at both Kagachi and Higekiri, fire starters are aimed at both Souji and Varian, and al Ghul swords dangle above Papika and Milla's heads. All of them are wearing oversized 3D glasses and white tunics. They press their hands against the glass, breathing heavily as they look at the trio with an expression of sheer terror on their faces.]
"They have 10 seconds to decide which button they will press. Or, rather, which person they will save. Whoever they don't pick will die! But isn't that how it always is? You can't keep both your friends and your idols. You can't hang with the popular kids and your loser friends at the same time. That's just not how it works."
[A timer appears on the TV. 0:10.]
"Welp, no time to agonize over your decision. The clock is ticking. Fail to choose one, and you lose."
[And with that, the timer starts to count down. A jaunty theme plays in the background, while the shadowy figures stomp and clap.]
[ itâs unfortunate, because by the time steph realizes that they should probably Not be inhaling the weed, itâs a little too late and she has inhaled the weed. and then the chains are put onto them, andâhm. well, it doesnât take a detective to realize why her hand is getting special attention compared to everything else.
this is horrible. ]
I...
[ this isnât real? or... no, thatâs them, right? itâs definitely them. stephanie looks between varian and souji, trying not to panic but UNFORTUNATELY you just had to go and get her HIGH, so i guess thatâs a thing now. i hate this so much. why couldnât they just fight a monster.
but the problem is, she genuinely cannot choose. sheâs closer to varian, yes, but souji isâ she thinks of yasusada back at camp. she canât choose. she wonât be able to look at him again. but varian is...
well, stephanie is just staring at the two buttons in horror, so how are damian and dick doing?? you good there?? ]
The worry he had before is ten-fold now. He's mad at the restraints, and he's startled by Papika and Milla in the box. Way more than being in Grandfather's outfit, way more than the al Ghul sword.
His hand rises up over Milla's button, but falters. A deep pit of guilt settles in his stomach. It's so easy to think to throw Milla away, despite how much she thought of him. A respect he gets from so few people. How awful of him. He remembers his answer to Escha's question, What do you want to be when you grow up?
"A good person."
He can hear his father's disappointment. You'd kill, Damian? You'd sacrifice someone else before another, before... yourself? He can't do it. He just told them to play along, but he can't--!
He slams his hand down, but it lands on the podium between the buzzers in a tight fist. He's already disappointed Bruce so much, he can't add more to it.]
[ It is, in fact, worse than it looks. Dick is bent oddly, the way they've got him, but he's not worried about himself, only Steph and Damian-- Higekiri and Kagachi aren't... there. Aren't they? They're fine, this is... are they fine? The guns might look stupid, but they're very real. He doesn't think he's seen either of them scared before.
Something's... off, but his head is foggy. He can't pick. Someone will die if he picks, and-- and he can't make that choice again. He doesn't want to make that choice again. There's something important he's forgetting and he needs to-- figure out a way to help, everyone here-- Steph and Damian and Hige and Kagachi and whoever those other people are--
It's wild, how quickly ten seconds passes. Oops. ]
[The shadows wince and boo. Some of the cup their hands around the mouths on their heads. Others give the trio a double thumbs down. And others seem to magically obtain slushies, sodas and alcoholic drinks, if only so they can throw them at the trio. They will be absolutely filthy by the end of this, but that's not the worst part. Up on the stage, Hannibal and Akechi shake their heads.]
"So you have chosen to die alone..."
[A second later, several things happen simultaneously.
1. The dildo guns fire holy water at Kagachi and Higekiri. Just like what happened to Carlos, Polly and Escha, their bodies begin to melt. Flesh begins to slide off their faces, limbs, torsos — everything the water touches. Muscle, lipids, sinew, and blood. It's not a pretty sight, and they both die a slow and agonizing death. They scream and scream and scream until it becomes nothing but a bloody gurgle, their tongues melting along with the rest of their faces. Then, there is nothing but silence from their side of things.
2. The fire starters do what fire starters do best: start a fire. Both Souji and Varian will go up in flames, agonized screams ripped from their mouths as the flames consume their flesh. This is yet another agonizing death, and it will take several seconds before they drop to the ground, dead.
3. This one, at least, is a bit more merciful. The swords descend on both Milla and Papika, stabbing through their hearts in one swift move. They do not die instantly, but it is a faster death than what Kagachi, Higekiri, Souji and Varian have to go through. The girls gasp, shocked and pained, and lock eyes with Damian. A moment later, they collapse like a house of cards.
4. Drops of water fall from the dildo gun dangling above Dick's head. They fall on his tongue, drip drip dripping until the muscle is completely melted off. Goodbye, tongue.
5. The fire starter above Steph descends even further, and sets her hand on fire. The rest of her arm will be fine, but, uh. That sure is one extra crispy hand!
6. Finally, the al Ghul sword will drop down and stab Damian through the knee. Oof.
Throughout all of this the shadowy figures continue to throw drinks at them. They will only stop once Hannibal speaks again.]
"Hm. Well, that is all for round 2. Let's give it up for our contestants! We will return after this commercial break."
[Their vision will distort again, and the stage will disappear along with the cameras, the shadowy figures, the podiums and the glass boxes. They will see it has reappeared further down the hallway, where two more classroom doors are. Hannibal seems to have made his way over there in an instant. However, Kagachi, Higekiri, Varian, Souji, Papika and Milla's bodies will remain. Akechi is also still here, for whatever reason... and he gives the group a blank look before reaching into his pocket and pulling two small items out.
After a beat, he throws them right at Steph's face before saying:]
"I will see you soon."
[And then he runs down the hallway, to where the stage has reappeared.
Though the group has injuries to take care of right now, they will notice that Akechi threw two keys at them. One has two theater masks as a keychain, and the other has a moon and a sun as a keychain. Is this a pity prize...?
Oh, well. Looks like they get to walk into the classrooms, anyway.]
[ well that was fucking horrible and traumatizing. cool.
a lot just happened in a short amount of time, and stephanie isnât sure how to respond. the feeling of horror, and guilt, and shame that overwhelms her at the sight of the six dying is... well, she canât linger on that. she canât even linger on her hand, which hurts, or the keys smacking against her face (fucking rude).
she bends down to pick up the keys, and then she rushes over to the two of them, cradling her burnt hand against her chest. ]
Dick, do you have the suppâoh. [ his... tongue... aaaaaaa ] We need to take care of you both before we... check out the rooms.
[ is she not acknowledging what just happened? yea. letâs not talk about this shared trauma we are all experiencing here. itâs fine. ]
[Wow, they are all a huge disgrace. Bruce is going to disown the three of them without hesitation.
Damian isn't sure if the pain in his leg is any worse than the pain in his heart. Killing three people to get out of a sadistic game of murder is bad enough? Now he has definitely killed two of them yet again.
He doesn't scream about the leg; it's been trained out of him. But he does grit his teeth and slouch against the podium. There isn't a single bit of reluctance when he reaches back to yank the sword out as Steph comes over with the keys. He does cry out then, but, like... it had to be done. He can't walk with it in the way.]
[ Dick can't even scream when he watches it happen-- and unlike last time (god, last time-- Escha) he also can't make it quicker, for either of them. Not to mention the other four... How could they have messed up so badly?
But it's fine, most thoughts leave his head for a bit while acid melts out his tongue because hmmmmm ow. let's go with ow. It's not agony free acid. Once he's free he has to steady himself on the podium for a second, taking in a breath before he tries to at least take the cowl off his face.
He reaches in his-- utility belt instead of pockets now, sure, and he takes out the first aid kit he's always carrying around. thank god it comes with bandages and suture stuff, he guesses. His hands may be shaking a little from the slow torture, but that's irrelevant. He still has them. He signs: ]
OK. Take care of our wounds first. Let's not do that again.
[ an understatement. he has to spit blood out of his mouth (which I'm sure tastes great, except, well, it's fine, he has no tongue. he can't taste much.) before he starts off with damian, considering. he kneels next to him to check if it's deep enough to need sutures? which PROBABLY it's a SWORD TO THE KNEE ]
stephanie will kneel down, reaching to take the kit from dick while he actually looks over damian. there are a few things she is pretty sure theyâre going to need without even getting a closer look?
... is there anything for burns in this thing. i do not know itâs not my kit. anyway just assume that steph is helping dick during all of this i am not jae. ]
He frowns heavily at both Dick and Steph, but mostly Dick who is trying to take care of him WHILE MISSING AN ENTIRE TONGUE. Damian really thinks of Jason in this moment, more than anything.]
Just stop, both... of you...! Brown, you have... third degree burns...!
[He at least? is sort of helping Dick? Not wanting Dick to do it, but also not wanting Dick to do it hurt anyway.]
Just... tourniquet... ["Damian, you could lose your leg." THERE IS NO TIME FOR SUTURES.] We have to keep going!
[ DICK HAS HIS HANDS FULL AND CAN'T ARGUE wow not having a tongue is already annoying. also i'm guessing that means they have a fun emotional loop of pain, self-hatred and generic anger, so that's cool and fun. but he's just going to glare at damian because it will not take that long to suture and he can SIT DOWN and SHUT UP for TWO MINUTES. steph back him up. please back him up he's going after you next if your hand isn't taken care of
"what about his tongue" what is he going to do, put a bandaid on it, it's GONE ]
[ i mean, he's not going to be hearing anything from dick, because he can't speak anymore. Dick sends Steph a thumbs up before getting to damian. suture time. it's going to be great walking on that leg but he fully assumes damian will refuse anything less than walking on a recently stabbed knee, like an asshole.
hopefully steph finds the sleeping people are all alive and they didn't just kill them all off horribly by being failures, ha ha, wow he's going to regret having to explain this later. ]
but steph will walk over to the doors. are there numbers on them? either way, she's going to try to use the key with the masks on both doors and will enter whichever one opens. ]
[There are, indeed, numbers written on a sheet of paper on both doors. The door to the right reads 5, and the door to the left reads 6. The key with the masks works on the right door. Once Steph unlocks the door and steps inside, she will realize that this is not a classroom. Rather, she has found her way into the school cafeteria — though the room is being used for similar purposes as the previous two they unlocked.
There are 53 individuals in total. If Steph has been paying attention to the outdoor theater, she should recognize every single one of the sleeping individuals as the missing participants and gods of the competition that took place at the temple. They, too, are wearing a Camp Gatonina shirt, booty/dad shorts, socks and sandals. A white scrunchie is around one of their wrists, and they each have pillows to rest their arms and heads on, and comfy looking blankets. Thankfully, the cafeteria is large enough to comfortably fit everyone even when there are four people snoozing per table.
Will Steph take a closer look at anything in the cafeteria?]
Damian suffers through Dick's work which is actually not as terrible so much as just... having your leg sutured while pouring blood after being stabbed with a sword is... sure something.
Steph goes to check the rooms, and Damian hates it. Probably right before Dick can get completely and totally finished, Damian is twisting carefully away so they can go. He's walking funny, but he stops to try to help Dick pack and get up.]
[ dick blinks blearily a little when damian twists away, unsure if he'd actually properly finished, but-- well, it was probably as much as damian would allow. that's fine. probably. he shoots him a grateful smile when he helps him pack up, though he refuses to lean on a ten year old with a bum leg to get up just because his tongue was melted by acid. it's fine? who needs a tongue anyway? he can barely feel it. anymore.
he makes an "ok" sign to answer damian's question. his focus is actually so-so, and the pain isn't great, but he feels like he's still running on adrenaline despite the break, so it should be fine. he has to spit out some blood again but. it's fine. steph has both keys so they can't go in the other room yet but they can like. go next to the doors and be very confused by 5 & 6. hmm. he'll sign: ]
Not doubles. Could still be order?
[ he's keeping his signs simple because between the weird... weed fog which i guess they still have that somewhat and the pain signing is so. hard. he's trying not to open his mouth as much as he can smh ]
[ she'll do the same like she did last time. walk to every individual person to make sure they're all, you know, definitely asleep. is yu here, there was concern during the last trial over his whereabouts since evan's postcard made people worry about yu and i just remembered that i had steph say she would look into it and i forgot, it's fine
but after she checks all of this out, she will head back to the hallway and see the boys... hello.
steph will go to unlock the other door. i am not having her say anything depending on what the mod comment turns out to say. ]
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ALSO, he gives Grayson a very scolding look when they all meet back up outside. DO NOT split up after telling them not to split up, DICK GRAYSON!]
White scrunchies, everyone asleep and in horrendous fashion. [Sorry, directors.] The numbers on the door--three and two.
...Are those how many duplicates are inside who correspond to other games? Does that matter?
[Guess they are proceeding ahead down the hallway to the two other doors?]
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They had scrunchies, yeah. And... maybe. It's not a bad theory, at least. We'll see what other numbers turn up. [ dick looks at the ceiling just in case i missed something :/ but otherwise i can't think of anything else in this hallway. are there more posters. is there something on the ground. IS THERE SOMETHING IN THE DESKS INSIDE THE ROOM, ASSUME HE NOISILY CHECKED BACK THERE!!! otherwise. there we go down the hallway ]
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There is nothing in the desks, either. And the ceiling is clear, besides maybe having asbestos. But that's fine. School ceilings just be like that sometimes.
Down the hallway they go! Cheery music plays as they approach the stage for a second time. Hannibal and Akechi stand there, still grinning and wearing their 3D glasses. But Papika seems to have disappeared. Shadowy figures block the two classroom doors and lockers, and the podiums are lined up smackdab in the middle of the hallway this time. Between the stage and the podium, the group will notice six rectangular... boxes, perhaps? They are entirely covered by black tarps, but they are about six feet long and three feet wide each.
As the group approaches, Hannibal will lift his microphone to speak.]
"... And we return from our commercial break! In the last segment, our contestants won the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to visit our friends from that ill-named town and Shibuya. But now, they must face yet another challenge. Akechi-san, will you tell our contestants what they will win should they make it through this round?"
"If they make it through this round, they will get the opportunity to visit their friends from the temple and village!" [Akechi gestures at the classroom doors as he speaks. Once again, both doors have a sheet of paper taped to them.] "... Of course, this is only if they win. Should they lose... Haha, we will be in for a treat! Contestants, you may now take your place at the podiums."
[Smoke begins to seep through the locker doors. It smells a lot like... weed? Uh. Hm. Oh, well. What now?]
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what the fuck are they doing now????
but after the look exchange, she will walk to the podiums, andâ ]
Is that weed? God, this really is like a high school.
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[What the HELL is happening at any given time in this school?! Damian looks ticked to see Hannibal for the second time as he steps up to a podium. Stupid cannibalistic bastard... If he hadn't seen Papika back in the room, he'd demand for them to tell him where she went.
He does not like those six boxes, by the way. At all.]
...Coffins?
[He glances around when the smoke appears. WEED, REALLY?] Whatever transpires, just play along with the game. Whatever answers they want. We need those keys. [Haha. Easier said than done.]
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Right. Hopefully... it's not as bad as it looks. [ famous last words, grayson! but he covers his face a little at the smell of weed. god. he's suddenly so glad he went to gotham academy. public school is bad. ]
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But that's not all.
Once they approach their respective podiums, chains will shoot out of them to grab their wrists and ankles. Their ankles will be held firmly in place, preventing them from taking a step back. Their left hand will have just enough mobility to reach the two buttons on their respective podium. Each one of them will get an additional surprise, however. Three of the shadowy figures will lunge at them once they're chained to their podiums. One of the figures will grab Dick's jaw and pull his tongue out, holding it in place. The second will grab Steph's right hand, pressing it against the corner of the podium. The third will grab at Damian's left leg, pinning it so he can't move his knee. From the ceiling, three objects descend to dangle above them. A gun for Dick, a fire starter for Steph, and a sword for Damian. I cannot find a good picture reference, but. The sword is absolutely the al Ghul sword.
The next time they blink, they will find their outfits have changed as well. Dick now wears Batman's suit, Steph wears Spoiler's uniform, and Damian will find himself dressed like his grandfather. Once this happens, and the special weed has taken effect, the TV screen on the stage will flicker to life. It now reads:]
ROUND 2
WILL I DIE ALONE?
[Akechi lifts the microphone up, and begins to speak.]
"You can't have your cake and eat it, too. That's just the way the world works. If you want to hang out with your friends, you will never have a seat at the table. But if you want a seat at the table, you have to give up your friends. The rules of this round are simple. On their podiums, our wonderful contestants will find two buttons—"
[Looking down, Steph, Dick and Damian will notice there's something written on the buttons. For Steph: The right button reads Varian and the left button reads Souji. For Dick: The right button reads Higekiri and the left button reads Kagachi. And for Damian: The right button reads Papika and the left button reads Milla. Simultaneously, the black tarps covering the boxes will lift to reveal glass boxes, with the aforementioned individuals inside. Dildo guns are pointed at both Kagachi and Higekiri, fire starters are aimed at both Souji and Varian, and al Ghul swords dangle above Papika and Milla's heads. All of them are wearing oversized 3D glasses and white tunics. They press their hands against the glass, breathing heavily as they look at the trio with an expression of sheer terror on their faces.]
"They have 10 seconds to decide which button they will press. Or, rather, which person they will save. Whoever they don't pick will die! But isn't that how it always is? You can't keep both your friends and your idols. You can't hang with the popular kids and your loser friends at the same time. That's just not how it works."
[A timer appears on the TV. 0:10.]
"Welp, no time to agonize over your decision. The clock is ticking. Fail to choose one, and you lose."
[And with that, the timer starts to count down. A jaunty theme plays in the background, while the shadowy figures stomp and clap.]
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this is horrible. ]
I...
[ this isnât real? or... no, thatâs them, right? itâs definitely them. stephanie looks between varian and souji, trying not to panic but UNFORTUNATELY you just had to go and get her HIGH, so i guess thatâs a thing now. i hate this so much. why couldnât they just fight a monster.
but the problem is, she genuinely cannot choose. sheâs closer to varian, yes, but souji isâ she thinks of yasusada back at camp. she canât choose. she wonât be able to look at him again. but varian is...
well, stephanie is just staring at the two buttons in horror, so how are damian and dick doing?? you good there?? ]
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The worry he had before is ten-fold now. He's mad at the restraints, and he's startled by Papika and Milla in the box. Way more than being in Grandfather's outfit, way more than the al Ghul sword.
His hand rises up over Milla's button, but falters. A deep pit of guilt settles in his stomach. It's so easy to think to throw Milla away, despite how much she thought of him. A respect he gets from so few people. How awful of him. He remembers his answer to Escha's question, What do you want to be when you grow up?
"A good person."
He can hear his father's disappointment. You'd kill, Damian? You'd sacrifice someone else before another, before... yourself? He can't do it. He just told them to play along, but he can't--!
He slams his hand down, but it lands on the podium between the buzzers in a tight fist. He's already disappointed Bruce so much, he can't add more to it.]
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Something's... off, but his head is foggy. He can't pick. Someone will die if he picks, and-- and he can't make that choice again. He doesn't want to make that choice again. There's something important he's forgetting and he needs to-- figure out a way to help, everyone here-- Steph and Damian and Hige and Kagachi and whoever those other people are--
It's wild, how quickly ten seconds passes. Oops. ]
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[The shadows wince and boo. Some of the cup their hands around the mouths on their heads. Others give the trio a double thumbs down. And others seem to magically obtain slushies, sodas and alcoholic drinks, if only so they can throw them at the trio. They will be absolutely filthy by the end of this, but that's not the worst part. Up on the stage, Hannibal and Akechi shake their heads.]
"So you have chosen to die alone..."
[A second later, several things happen simultaneously.
2. The fire starters do what fire starters do best: start a fire. Both Souji and Varian will go up in flames, agonized screams ripped from their mouths as the flames consume their flesh. This is yet another agonizing death, and it will take several seconds before they drop to the ground, dead.
3. This one, at least, is a bit more merciful. The swords descend on both Milla and Papika, stabbing through their hearts in one swift move. They do not die instantly, but it is a faster death than what Kagachi, Higekiri, Souji and Varian have to go through. The girls gasp, shocked and pained, and lock eyes with Damian. A moment later, they collapse like a house of cards.
4. Drops of water fall from the dildo gun dangling above Dick's head. They fall on his tongue, drip drip dripping until the muscle is completely melted off. Goodbye, tongue.
5. The fire starter above Steph descends even further, and sets her hand on fire. The rest of her arm will be fine, but, uh. That sure is one extra crispy hand!
6. Finally, the al Ghul sword will drop down and stab Damian through the knee. Oof.
Throughout all of this the shadowy figures continue to throw drinks at them. They will only stop once Hannibal speaks again.]
"Hm. Well, that is all for round 2. Let's give it up for our contestants! We will return after this commercial break."
[Their vision will distort again, and the stage will disappear along with the cameras, the shadowy figures, the podiums and the glass boxes. They will see it has reappeared further down the hallway, where two more classroom doors are. Hannibal seems to have made his way over there in an instant. However, Kagachi, Higekiri, Varian, Souji, Papika and Milla's bodies will remain. Akechi is also still here, for whatever reason... and he gives the group a blank look before reaching into his pocket and pulling two small items out.
After a beat, he throws them right at Steph's face before saying:]
"I will see you soon."
[And then he runs down the hallway, to where the stage has reappeared.
Though the group has injuries to take care of right now, they will notice that Akechi threw two keys at them. One has two theater masks as a keychain, and the other has a moon and a sun as a keychain. Is this a pity prize...?
Oh, well. Looks like they get to walk into the classrooms, anyway.]
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a lot just happened in a short amount of time, and stephanie isnât sure how to respond. the feeling of horror, and guilt, and shame that overwhelms her at the sight of the six dying is... well, she canât linger on that. she canât even linger on her hand, which hurts, or the keys smacking against her face (fucking rude).
she bends down to pick up the keys, and then she rushes over to the two of them, cradling her burnt hand against her chest. ]
Dick, do you have the suppâoh. [ his... tongue... aaaaaaa ] We need to take care of you both before we... check out the rooms.
[ is she not acknowledging what just happened? yea. letâs not talk about this shared trauma we are all experiencing here. itâs fine. ]
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[Wow, they are all a huge disgrace. Bruce is going to disown the three of them without hesitation.
Damian isn't sure if the pain in his leg is any worse than the pain in his heart. Killing three people to get out of a sadistic game of murder is bad enough? Now he has definitely killed two of them yet again.
He doesn't scream about the leg; it's been trained out of him. But he does grit his teeth and slouch against the podium. There isn't a single bit of reluctance when he reaches back to yank the sword out as Steph comes over with the keys. He does cry out then, but, like... it had to be done. He can't walk with it in the way.]
You and Grayson--status report!
[DICK CAN'T SPEAK.]
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But it's fine, most thoughts leave his head for a bit while acid melts out his tongue because hmmmmm ow. let's go with ow. It's not agony free acid. Once he's free he has to steady himself on the podium for a second, taking in a breath before he tries to at least take the cowl off his face.
He reaches in his-- utility belt instead of pockets now, sure, and he takes out the first aid kit he's always carrying around. thank god it comes with bandages and suture stuff, he guesses. His hands may be shaking a little from the slow torture, but that's irrelevant. He still has them. He signs: ]
OK. Take care of our wounds first. Let's not do that again.
[ an understatement. he has to spit blood out of his mouth (which I'm sure tastes great, except, well, it's fine, he has no tongue. he can't taste much.) before he starts off with damian, considering. he kneels next to him to check if it's deep enough to need sutures? which PROBABLY it's a SWORD TO THE KNEE ]
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stephanie will kneel down, reaching to take the kit from dick while he actually looks over damian. there are a few things she is pretty sure theyâre going to need without even getting a closer look?
... is there anything for burns in this thing. i do not know itâs not my kit. anyway just assume that steph is helping dick during all of this i am not jae. ]
My hand is just a little burnt, but I can manage.
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He frowns heavily at both Dick and Steph, but mostly Dick who is trying to take care of him WHILE MISSING AN ENTIRE TONGUE. Damian really thinks of Jason in this moment, more than anything.]
Just stop, both... of you...! Brown, you have... third degree burns...!
[He at least? is sort of helping Dick? Not wanting Dick to do it, but also not wanting Dick to do it hurt anyway.]
Just... tourniquet... ["Damian, you could lose your leg." THERE IS NO TIME FOR SUTURES.] We have to keep going!
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"what about his tongue" what is he going to do, put a bandaid on it, it's GONE ]
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[ she would offer to stay instead, but itâs uh. probably going to be difficult to do that by herself when her hand is like this. ]
We donât know what might happen next, so we need to make sure we take care of ourselves now before we make it harder later.
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grit his teeth and bear it just so he doesn't have to hear damn Steph and Dick rag him for tending to him first. Like he's some kind of CHILD!]
Fine. Go look... at the rooms...
[Why does Mom let YOU get to play with the two rooms?]
Check the numbers!
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hopefully steph finds the sleeping people are all alive and they didn't just kill them all off horribly by being failures, ha ha, wow he's going to regret having to explain this later. ]
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but steph will walk over to the doors. are there numbers on them? either way, she's going to try to use the key with the masks on both doors and will enter whichever one opens. ]
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There are 53 individuals in total. If Steph has been paying attention to the outdoor theater, she should recognize every single one of the sleeping individuals as the missing participants and gods of the competition that took place at the temple. They, too, are wearing a Camp Gatonina shirt, booty/dad shorts, socks and sandals. A white scrunchie is around one of their wrists, and they each have pillows to rest their arms and heads on, and comfy looking blankets. Thankfully, the cafeteria is large enough to comfortably fit everyone even when there are four people snoozing per table.
Will Steph take a closer look at anything in the cafeteria?]
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Damian suffers through Dick's work which is actually not as terrible so much as just... having your leg sutured while pouring blood after being stabbed with a sword is... sure something.
Steph goes to check the rooms, and Damian hates it. Probably right before Dick can get completely and totally finished, Damian is twisting carefully away so they can go. He's walking funny, but he stops to try to help Dick pack and get up.]
How is the pain, Grayson? Can you still focus?
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he makes an "ok" sign to answer damian's question. his focus is actually so-so, and the pain isn't great, but he feels like he's still running on adrenaline despite the break, so it should be fine. he has to spit out some blood again but. it's fine. steph has both keys so they can't go in the other room yet but they can like. go next to the doors and be very confused by 5 & 6. hmm. he'll sign: ]
Not doubles. Could still be order?
[ he's keeping his signs simple because between the weird... weed fog which i guess they still have that somewhat and the pain signing is so. hard. he's trying not to open his mouth as much as he can smh ]
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but after she checks all of this out, she will head back to the hallway and see the boys... hello.
steph will go to unlock the other door. i am not having her say anything depending on what the mod comment turns out to say. ]
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