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G A M E L I N K S
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R E S O U R C E S
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You're awake. You're lying on a cold floor, and your head is pounding. It feels like you've been hit with a sledgehammer. You can barely move, but you push yourself up anyway, and look around. You're in an unfamiliar warehouse, and on your left wrist is a bracelet. It feels heavy, and no matter how hard you tug at it, it refuses to come off. You can't remember how you arrived here, nor do you recognize anyone else. Try not to panic too much.
( For the purposes of the Test Drive, characters will be arriving in the warehouse instead of the Elevator/AB Room)
An Ambidex Game has just concluded. You have entered in your vote and there's no turning back. Did you trust your opponent and vote ally? Or did you double-cross them and vote betray? What did your opponent do? Did they vote betray while you voted ally, or did they vote ally while you voted betray? Why did you choose one or the other? Just what did you do?
Rules are meant to be broken. You've just reached a certain amount of BP, and you can finally have access to food (low or high quality) or to the dorms. It's great, things are getting a bit more bearable now, but seeing the others without the same "luxuries" as you, you feel like you should do something. It's against the rules to bring food or blankets out of their respective rooms, but Zero can't have eyes everywhere... can he?
Exploration and Escape. All the windows are bolted shut, and all the doors are locked. The exit is through the number 9 door, but no one can reach it until they have 63 BP. It'll take too long to wait for help to arrive, and to accumulate that many points. There must be some way out. Maybe if you search enough, you can find a tool to help you break down a door.
Wild Card. Want to try something else? Go for it! Have your own AB Game round, have characters argue against each other, try to keep the mood cheery, whatever! Make full use of the environment and mechanics, just remember to keep it within the game's structure.
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moratorium2014-06-06 03:00 pm
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If I'm lucky, then I get to eat after this round. (About time, too...)
[...Maybe he shouldn't have said or thought that, though, when others weren't so lucky. The kid would be close to losing water if he ended up being betrayed, which was more serious than not getting to eat. (And it wasn't like getting to eat was guaranteed for himself, anyway.) Maybe Apollo should have tried to say something more optimistic, then? This was a kid he was dealing with, after all. He could imagine how scared he must be right now.
And not just because Apollo was also pretty scared.]...W-well, either way, we'll both be fine no matter what our opponents pick, right?
[As fine as anyone could be in a situation like this, anyway.]
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[The dark tone he amends Apollo's comment with says plainly enough that "fine" is not a word he's letting anywhere near this situation. He's been abducted, and not even by, like, normal kidnappers or child slavers or whatever. This is like being in some psycho horror movie Hitomiko wouldn't let him watch before bed.
But having someone to talk to has actually calmed him down a little, so he doesn't snap at the guy, turning to stare off across the warehouse instead.]
Food would've been nice, though. I'd probably have enough for that if my team hadn't sucked at the last game.
[He huffs a little there, bitter but safe from panic for now. He can remember going without food before, the week his father had started coming back from his job-hunts without groceries. That had been right before he'd been left at the orphanage -- it felt terrible, but you didn't die or anything from missing meals for a few days.]
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...Then again, he was also just a kid.]
You know, we're all in this together. None of us are any better or worse at the end of the day. Shouldn't you try harder to help your team so you can all win next time instead of blaming them?
[He figured he'd try a more diplomatic response first.]
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[In the back of his mind, Kariya knows he should be playing nicer. Apollo could be on his team next time, and it's better if he comes off as some sweet, innocent kid to everyone. Yet, with the fate of his AB game still hanging over his head, he can't help but sneer. Did this guy think he was stupid or something? He knows this isn't some schoolyard game.
Then, as if on cue, there's a digital chime from down at his side. Kariya flinches violently and brings his watch up to look at the display.
He goes very still.]
...Yeah, we're all in this together.
[He's not going to reach his hand over to show the new number, but the hollow, sarcastic heaviness of the words should give away what's happened. If Apollo leans over to look, he'll be able to see the "3" now standing out on Kariya's wrist in glaring red.]
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He was about to drop diplomacy and say something more critical before the chime stopped him short. He didn't need the boy to explain for Apollo to understand what had just happened. The tone was enough. And immediately he felt his annoyance fade, and his eyes fell to the floor.]
...Some of us more than others, maybe. [He muttered. But at a normal volume (and after a pause):] We still have to do what we can to help each other through this. The people who refuse to do that...they'll be hurt more in the end when no one sides with them.
[So Apollo would have liked to believe. He was well aware that he was sounding a bit idealistic, not mentioning how easy it could be to get away with backstabbing in a situation like this - he was seeing evidence of it right now, even - but...he knew it wouldn't be to his or anyone's benefit to sit around being suspicious of everyone. They were kind of forced to rely on each other here to survive, whether they liked it or not. And besides...
...there was still no way he could justify 'Betray'.]
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I don't know how someone could do that to another person. I really couldn't -
[Is what he says, throat raw and constricted. There's even the threat of a sniffle there at the end.
Though, all the while, the only thing he can think about is how he's going to get those bastards back. At least now he knows who to look out for. But he's not going to say that or try to hide how upset he is. If he just looks stricken and sad, that's sympathetic, yeah?]
Does yours say how your game came out yet...?
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Not ye--
[The chime on his bracelet that just interrupted him would say otherwise. After totally not jumping at the sound, Apollo glanced down at the new number, then up at the score board...before looking elsewhere, so that his unhappy expression hopefully wouldn't be visible.]
...I-it's fine. It...it came out fine.
(...So much for eating soon...it was a nice thought.) [And a better one than all the 'I told you so's he could already hear...but whatever.]
A-anyway...some people here are probably more concerned with themselves than others. But...like I said, it'll come back to bite them if they think like that.
[That could have been interpreted as a threat, perhaps, but Apollo honestly had no thoughts of revenge, even against the person who just betrayed him. Disgruntlement, yes, but not revenge.]
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I guess we're both suckers this time, huh?
[Just a depressed, little scoff, as he leans back against the nearest wall and folds arms across his chest.]
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W-well, there's no point crying over it. We're still fine, right?
(For now...but for how long?)
['Long enough to at least get out of here', he was hoping. Meanwhile, his openly expressed statement didn't stop him from shooting a frown at his opponent exiting the AB Rooms...]
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[Kariya mutters the correction this time. It's a rule now; every time Apollo says "fine," he's going to get stared at for a half-second like he's an idiot.
When the half-second's over, he tilts away from the wall to follow the man's gaze.]
Are those two the ones that were on your team? I can keep an eye on them if you want.
[Because, hey, even if he's harmless and innocent, that doesn't mean he's blind. He ekes out a smile over towards Apollo like the guy's the only trustworthy adult he's met in this place and trying to team up with him is only normal.
Hell, he probably is, too.]
I'll point mine out to you, too, alright?
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But there were more important things for him to worry about right now than the reasons why he said certain words.]
(I don't know if that's necessary...) [...But knowing who would constantly pick 'Betray' was potentially a good idea. Logically speaking, it wasn't smart to pick 'Ally' with people who he knew with little to no doubt would select the other option, right? And besides, he wouldn't have to worry about accidentally screwing them over if that was the case.
So after a bit of thought, Apollo answered:]
...Okay, sure.
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[Apollo's acquiescence - and the prospect of already getting a small start on his payback - is enough for Kariya to brighten right up. Is there a devious edge to the smile he's tending towards and to the light in his eyes?
Just maybe, but he manages to keep them in check.]
See that shady guy and the lady about your age coming out of the room over there? [Kariya gestures towards them conspiratorially as they emerge.]
Those were my Pair. I thought we got along okay in the game, but...I guess you just can't trust them.
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[Seriously, the way the kid turns his mood around and talks about his Pair is putting Apollo off a bit. Like he's a little too happy about labeling those people as untrustworthy...or is he reading too much into it? But...again, it would be good to at least know who they are, just in case...
As Apollo studies their faces to ensure he won't forget them, the thought occurs to him that there's one important detail he's missing here.]
Oh uh, by the way, what's your name? I'm Apollo Justice.
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Kariya Masaki.
I'd say it's nice meeting you, but like this...
[A little, neutral shrug.]
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...Well, there's not much we can do around here now. Want to get moving?
[Not like they have anywhere they can really go, admittedly, but walking sounds better than just standing around in front of these doors all day. Besides, it looks like everyone else is starting to move on, too.]
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[There's a shrug, but Kariya smiles in agreement all the same, slight but friendly.
Internally, he's wincing a little at how futile it all feels, but he'll keep that bottled up for now. Boy, isn't he lucky to have met a grown-up who's safe and friendly?
And way too squeaky clean-seeming to trust, the guy's name is even "Justice," come on.]It's not like we have anywhere to be after this.
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Apollo starts walking slowly, not wanting to just power walk away and leave Kariya behind. As he walks, his mind starts to wander...putting aside the AB Rooms and Kariya's intentions for now and contemplating the situation they've all been thrown into instead. The logic of it all. The purpose of this so-called 'game'. How everyone else feels about this.]
...Why do you think we're really here? [He wonders aloud.]