118th ♫ | asking myself over and over – "have i won? has a new me been reborn?"

[phaiinein]

Welcome, Champions, to the Tulipa Residency Station, the #1 top voted temporary home away from home, currently orbiting the beautiful uninhabited planet of Seraphim #52973! You've been given the very exciting opportunity to test out our facilities for free over the next few weeks. All the food fun and relaxation you could ever want alongside a beautiful view, at absolutely no cost! If space makes you anxious, don't fret! We have an on-board therapist, the distinguished Doctor Maruki here to attend to your every need! Oh, you didn't agree to come here? You want to go home? There's a weird rule in your resident ID about murder? Well, I guess there is one teeny tiny catch... Welcome to the murdergame meme: Airlocked Gaiden edition! This is a meme-ified version of the Airlocked sequel/Round 6 AU cooked up by myself and Jess made available for everyone to goof around with. HAVE FUN, GANG TL;DR: we still have airlocked brainrot THE BASICS: This meme is for threads/plots/mingles/whatever set in an Airlocked-based AU as outlined above. You don't need to be Airlocked alumni to play here but some familiarity with the game's vibes and mechanics is useful! The game's setting is Tulipa Residency Station, a high class space station orbiting an unoccupied planet. It's basically a cross between a super fancy hotel and a super fancy cruise liner so feel free to make up fitting locations as you see fit. AND YES, YOU CAN HAVE ROOMMATES. Slap up a toplevel quickly outlining what's going on with your character in the tradition of murdergame memes gone by – you can also outline your character's role in the game, how long they last and maybe give ideas for progressive CR, memory reveals, that sort of thing! TAG AROUND AND HAVE FUN THAT PART IS NOT OPTIONAL PROMPTS: Downtime 1. Excuse Me, Who Are You? You've just woken up in this weird place and you have no idea what's going on. But hey -- maybe this stranger's more informed than you. Or maybe you can put your heads together and investigate what's going on. 2. Social Link Go! Well, if you're going to be stuck in here for however long, you might as well get to know the people stuck in here with you. You've got plenty of rooms to explore together and there's enough to do to keep you occupied. How do you plan on passing time without killing each other? 3. Vending Machine Woes Somewhere in this place there's a mysterious vending machine that spits out all manner of bizarre items and occasionally dispenses items that belong to you and the other people trapped here. You've got a fat stack of tokens and nothing to lose. 4. The Corners of My Mind So as it turns out, your lovely hosts have been fiddling with your memories. Maybe you're just discovering this now or maybe you've had a particularly upsetting memory regain you're dealing with. 4. Wildcard! GO WILD AND BE FREE (or as free as you can be here, anyways) PUTTING THE MURDER IN MURDER GAME 1. Motive Your mysterious overseer has decided there's not nearly enough murder going on and so they've ~helpfully~ given you a little push to do the deed. Maybe one of your loved ones is in danger, maybe they're offering more money than you could ever dream of or they're threatening to reveal your deepest darkest secrets. Whatever is it, would you kill for it? 2. Murder WELL APPARENTLY, YES. Are you a killer or are you being killed? Either way, someone's not walking away from this alive. 3. Body Discovery Rise and shine, murdergame! It's a brand new day and someone's dead. Better get investigating! 4. Trial You know how this one goes. Line up all your evidence and sniff out the killer -- or sit there and sweat and hope no one works out you're the murderer. Will they go down with a confession or put up a fight? 5. Afterparty You've survived another trial, but more of your friends have died. Even without the executions, trials are a stressful enough affair. It's time to destress and lick your wounds and support each other. 6. Mastermind It's the end. It's time to uncover all the mysteries behind this murder game -- and find out just who trapped you here. Are they really an unconnected party, or is the mastermind someone among you...? 7. Freedom Just as it says -- you're finally free, but at what cost? Have those you love been returned to you, or are you still reduced to just those who made it to the end? Are you on your own, or is anyone here to help you? And more importantly, how the hell are you going to get home? CHAMPION PROFILE CODE: <center><b>Name:</b> NAME | <b>TITLE (Super High School Level, Ultimate, Champion, etc)</b> <b>Age:</b> AGE | <b>Species:</b> SPECIES | <b>Occupation:</b> OCCUPATION <b>Likes:</b> LIKES <b>Dislikes:</b> DISLIKES <b>Traits:</b> A HANDFUL OF NOTABLE TRAITS <b>Trivia:</b> A PIECE OF TRIVIA</center>

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[reaperrabbit]

[Does Arven have two eyes? Hadn't noticed.]

It's like five different lengths at once, too. Do you style it with Krazy Scissors or something? It's worse than my friend's at home.

[friendwich]

[He... winces slightly, a hurt look in his one visible eye that he hides quickly]

You know what? Nevermind.

[He's outta here.]

1/2

[reaperrabbit]

[Oh. Well… okay then. Huh.]

2/2

[reaperrabbit]

[It ends up bothering Brook more than he expects, how Arven just up and left in the middle of that exchange. He can’t figure out what he said to upset him, nor does he understand why he feels bad about it. He’s never cared about others’ feelings, especially not after becoming a Reaper. Hard to send people to Hell every day if you’re afraid to upset them.

But these people, the other Champions—they’re stuck. They don’t just go away after one encounter, neck snapped and dispatched to their eternal punishment, never to be seen again. He keeps seeing Arven around the station, and he keeps feeling bad.

It’s like working with Scarlet and Chase, he eventually decides. Though these people aren’t exactly welcoming him into their strange, incomprehensible lives—they don’t really have a choice about it—some of them try to connect.

He’s an idiot. He tracks Arven down a day or two after the Raboot conversation and starts in without preamble:]

Listen. Your hair’s fine, okay? When I said it was worse than my friend’s… she’s a dork, but she’s also kind of cool. In—in a crazy, badass kind of way. It wasn’t… I wasn’t trying to be a dick.

[He scuffs his bare toes against the floor, hands in his pockets (just like a real Raboot).]

I’m sorry for… being a dick anyway, I guess.

[friendwich]

[And in those two days Arven has largely avoided him. No glaring or antagonism, just... not being around when he is if he can help it. He's just as stubborn as his dad, sometimes.

So he's surprised when Brook approaches him and just... outright apologizes]

...

I mean... I guess you didn't really know. So...

[reaperrabbit]

...I didn't really know... what, exactly?

[He peeks up through his hair.]

So I don't jam my foot in it again.

[friendwich]

[He looks down, awkwardly]

I... usually just have to take care of it myself. I don't bother 'til it gets too long to see, but things have been... crazy lately, even before this place so-

[reaperrabbit]

Oh.

[After a pause, Brook mimes a pair of scissors cutting across his bangs.]

That's how my friend does it, too. She says she only needs to cut enough so she can see. So she just leaves this bit in the middle.

[He gathers the strands that fall directly between his eyes to show Arven, then lets them go.]

Anyway, your hair's your business. I didn't choose to look like this, either, but it's been so long, now, I can't imagine myself any other way.

[friendwich]

[He runs his hand through his hair- it might be messy but it's thick.]

I guess I wouldn't want to change it either. I can't picture wearing it short anymore.

[reaperrabbit]

Yeah. You could just wear a headband if it gets in your way.

[Not that Brook's headband does jack anything towards that purpose.]

[friendwich]

I mean, I wear it up in a tail sometimes...

[he fiddles with his bangs a little, pensive]

[reaperrabbit]

...Does it make you look like anything? You know, like... the rabbit thing you said I'm like. A Pooglemo.

[Will talking about Pokémon cheer him up?]

[friendwich]

Pokey-mon. Hm...

[He ponders. There are certainly plenty of fluffy pokemon he could claim. So many cute ones-]

Oh, I got it. Check it out.

[He takes out his phone (and the case is white with cute colorful flowers on it) and swipes through some pics before showing him a pic he took of

this]

Nacli.

[reaperrabbit]

[Brook leans in to look, and an expression sort of approaching amusement stumbles onto the unfamiliar territory of his face.]

What is that? You’re not telling me that’s alive. It’s like a rock on a brick.

Oh, but you should get a load of this.

[Brook takes out his own phone (which, by the way, sports a pink case covered in cartoon bunnies), happily regained from the vending machine. It doesn’t take much swiping until he lands on this special girl.]

Got anything like that where you come from?