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>

Comments

Stella ⭐ Spiritfarer

[spiritcarer]

Name: Stella | Champion Psychopomp
Age: ??? | Species: Human | Occupation: Spiritfarer
Likes: Traveling, helping others, family, friends
Dislikes: Bad food, bad moods, dad jokes
Traits: Bright, helpful, goodhearted
Trivia: Stella will always lend a hand to anyone who needs it.

[Another young woman trapped in this nightmare scenario! Whether she's a teenager or somewhere into her young adulthood, it's difficult to say on an initial glance. Regardless, there's a smattering of youthful freckles on her face, and a brightness in her eyes that shows a love for life in the best ways. Surprising for someone who readily admits that she's a Spiritfarer: someone who ferries the dead to their final rest - though it can be much nicer and more relaxing than it sounds!!

Never without her star-shaped hat, Stella makes the most of her time here in the station. Despite their situation - or perhaps because of it - she's emboldened to provide for the other survivors. Making heaps of delicious food in the kitchen, tending to a small garden she starts to cultivate when they get an "outside" space for surviving another week. Perhaps, most importantly, she offers to stay at the side of each culprit once they've been caught. No matter what they've done, Stella remains absolute in standing at their side when the time comes - if they permit it. Nobody should be alone.

Even now, she remains bright and chipper as can be. But it's tempered. Dig into her enough and you'll find someone who is just trying to keep going, and make sure that everyone has as much help as she can provide until it's too late.

Because nothing last forever. Not even Stella.]

[finalflower]

[After the first meeting, where Stella admitted to the truth of her title and what a Spiritfarer meant, Annu hangs back, eating one of the leftover cookies. It's getting crumbs on her gloves, but she'll clean them off later.]

There's one thing I wondered. You ferry the dead, but your profile says you're still a human?

[spiritcarer]

[Stella catered the meeting, of course. She's handled enough food to prove to everyone that she knew her way around the kitchen.

She looks up from her cleaning when she realizes she's being spoken to.]

That's right. [Nod!]

[finalflower]

How did you get that job? I only ask because it's of interest. If you're a Tamayori, like I am. A medium.

[spiritcarer]

Oh, no, I was never a medium. But that sounds cool! [Good for her!!]

It was actually passed over to me from the previous spiritfarer. Charon was pretty understanding about the whole thing, he even wished me good luck.

[finalflower]

Oh, really? So the potential doesn't run in the family, either? I just wonder. The way different worlds work always varies in interesting ways.

Garden

[reaperrabbit]

[Brook and Stella likely got off on the wrong foot: she gently guides the dead to their fates, and he rips the heads off still-living sinners; she's bright and bubbly and he walls people out; she hates bad moods and he's seemingly nothing but.

But there's no avoiding people on Tulipa Station, and they've both survived the first two trials. There's green space now, and that's where Brook finds her, working the earth in this artificial death tin floating in space, disconnected from anything real or truly living.]

Why do you bother?

[Well, hello to you, too, sunshine.]

[spiritcarer]

[It would hardly be the first time someone's been prickly with Stella. She's handled some mighty fine passengers in the past, and some, well, not-so-stellar ones. That was hardly their fault; it's just nature. The way of things sometimes brings the worst out in someone. Nothing she can do but try to ease it.

She wields a hoe from the nearby gardening shed. It's supposedly space-like, but really it's just a fancy gardening tool. Works the same, too. Ah, she misses her Everlight...]

...Oh, hello. [Stella lets herself rest for the moment. She's got company now.] Why? Well, this garden was already here. If nobody worked on it, it would've just died. It doesn't deserve that.

[reaperrabbit]

I mean in general. Why do you bother... with everything you do.

[Despite his projected disinterest, he crouches at the side of the garden to survey her work. Brook can't remember the last time he saw anybody till a patch of land. Has he ever, actually? Hmm. Well, either way, it's probably been over a hundred years.]

Doubt it'll do you any good in the end.

[spiritcarer]

Oh. [That... takes her aback a little. In a sad way. She gets it.]

You mean... [Gestures at everything??] That's kind of a loaded question.

Do you want a long answer or a short one?

[reaperrabbit]

[Shrug. He lifts his head a little, somehow making the noncommittal gesture extend to the whole of the space station, their whole situation.]

We've got nothing but time.

[That may or may not be correct, given the whole deathmurder thing. On the other hand, it's Monday. Nothing happens in Airlocked on a Monday.]