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The Murder Game Meme



You know the script. You wake up in a place you've never seen before, with a whole bunch of complete strangers and there's a mysterious voice or a mascot or what have you ready to let you know how things are going to work around here.

The rules are simple: You're trapped here, with no hope of release or rescue. You've been provided with all the basic necessities you need to live comfortably, and all you have to do is settle down and live out the rest of your days here in peace. But if you can't do that -- if you're really so desperate to escape that you'll do anything -- then there's one teeny tiny thing you have to do first.

All you have to do is kill somebody.

But it's not quite that simple. Every death will be followed by a period of investigation, followed by a trial in which the survivors will attempt to solve the mystery and out the culprit. If the survivors guess correctly and out the culprit, the killer is executed and life goes on. But if the survivors guess wrong, then the culprit is free as a bird and everyone else is executed.

Even with the promise of freedom, can you really bring yourself to kill so many other people?

tl;dr: it's a murdergame meme. TIME TO HAVE A BIG OL' MURDERGAME BLAST.


Settings

1. High School A classic! Doesn't matter if you're too old or too young to be in high school -- you've been enrolled and the only way for you to graduate is to kill a fellow student. But hey, the faculties are nice!
2. Tropical Island Weren't you just hankering for a nice tropical vacation? No? Too bad! You're going to have a nice sunny vacation at the beach and if you don't like it, just kill someone and go home. Simple!
3. Prison It doesn't matter if you don't remember committing any crime; you've been tried and found guilty of something or other and now you can go ahead and rot away in jail. If you ever want to see the sunlight again, better put that criminal mind to good use and get rid of your inmates.
4. Wildcard! None of the above scratch your murder itch? Go wild and come up with your own setting!


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. 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?
8. Wildcard YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO

Comments

Daniel Dickens | Angels of Death

[doctorize]

[Doctor Daniel "Danny" Dickens, upon meeting him, you'll find that he seems quite friendly and charming, and appears to be concerned about others occasionally which makes sense given his profession of "therapist" and all. He's quite Insightful, or perhaps Astute about these things in regards to how their current situation might affect everyone, after all.

The only thing seemingly noteworthy is that his profile says that he likes "eyes" for some reason... wonder what that's about?]

if there's anyone who needed a therapist - vending machine

[thesettingsun]

[Insightful or Astute are undeniably better titles than Self-Destructive, and Dazai might be one of the more easily prone to despair in this bunch, but at least he's usually on task in trials and isn't an asshole... well, he doesn't go out of his way to be one, anyway.

He's well-read, though, and it's not uncommon for a writer to be in the dining room writing something, even writing something as intently as Dazai appears to be.

Coming closer might be a little worrying, though, since the page he's writing on says the same thing over and over. Sometimes with varying capitalization and spacing, but always the same words.

'I AM NO LONGER HUMAN'

Dazai looks remarkably frustrated with this. He's so focused that he didn't even notice Danny enter the room, and it isn't until he gets closer that Dazai becomes aware of his presence and yelps.]

Don't sneak up on people like that!

good thing we're here, huh???

[doctorize]

Ahaha, sorry, sorry! I did not intend to startle you.

[The apology is accompanied by having his hands up in a seemingly placating manner to match his easy-going smile, before he then turns his attention to Dazai's writing. He barely manages to keep his smile from looking far too amused here, but then again, we can't be the only one who would think it's funny, right?]

Something on your mind, Dazai-san?

surely this will not end badly

[thesettingsun]

It's this pen.

[He waves the offending pen around.]

No matter what I try, it'll only write the same sentence. That's not normally possible, right? So it might be possessed, right??

[He's already come to a conclusion about the reason and is just looking for Danny to back him up, apparently.]

of course not, only good things happen when we're around

[doctorize]

Is that so... what was it that you were trying to write, if you don't mind my asking?

[thesettingsun]

I've tried everything I can think of to get it to write something else. "Murdergames are stupid", embarrassing personal secrets, other lines from my books, total gibberish... It's stuck on this one sentence.

[He thought for sure the embarrassing secrets would work, at least.]

[doctorize]

How curious. I wonder who this pen originally belonged to.

[Though, Danny has a sneaking suspicion and considering who he's talking to, it's part of the reason why he's having trouble trying not to sound too amused here as he continues.]

Perhaps they were someone who felt that they lived a life of shame, and could not begin to guess what it must be to live the life of a human being? And now their feelings have left an impact on the objects they left behind.

[........ He's not actually being serious about this.]

CASTMATES! - Tropical Island

[zackthekiller]

[Lucky you. Zack got saddled with the Creepypasta Impulsive title, and he's not sure he likes it. In fact, he doesn't think he likes being stuck in the tourist trap from Hell at all! The environment is too cheery, the threat of execution is looming over his stab-happy head, and he doesn't have his scythe... Yet.]

[It couldn't possibly get worse, right?]

[Wrong! Here's an asshole from home to pour salt in the wound.]

YOU?!? The fuck are you doing here, Danny?!

[Says the freak who also does not belong on a tropical island.]

[doctorize]

Is that any way to greet an acquaintance Zack? Besides, I could ask the same of you.

[what did we do to deserve this]

Though, I suppose if anyone could use a tan, it would be you, hmm?

Hello, I missed this one and it's memloss

[zackthekiller]

[Zack hates this guy! He doesn't exactly remember why, but this guy was an asshole!]

[... Better humor the bastard.]

Those are bandages you're looking at, dumbass. I need those.

alrighty!

[doctorize]

Oh, my mistake. And here I thought that all that time spent in the basement did something to your skin.

[Even before meeting Rachel, Danny was never particularly polite to Zack, but honestly that's not too strange. You should hear the things he and Cathy say to each other sometimes, it's almost worse than anything he says to Zack whenever they see one another.]

Regardless, I don't suppose you have any useful information to share about our whereabouts, have you?

[zackthekiller]

[Hey! Zack's not a vampire or anything!]

Other than there's sand everywhere and everything's muggy? No.

[doctorize]

... And there's no sign of Gray or anyone else from the building either.

[Well then. That's great, being stuck with just Zack for company.

... On the plus side, it could be worse. He could be stuck here with Cathy instead.]

Excuse me while I put this under the correct tag - Excuse me, who are you?

[beastlybruno]

[Poor, poor Bruno. Not only has he woken up in an unfamiliar place, he seems to have found himself in an unfamiliar world. What exactly are all these people?! They look like faeries, but they don't have wings or powers... And some of them are men! Plus, it looks like nobody has ever seen a Gelert before, and even simple concepts such as petpets and what other species of Neopet look like come across as foreign notions that have to be explained!]

[Bruno's feeling extremely homesick right now...]

[At least this doctor looking... Person? Well, he seems nice.]

((For the sake of following the standard rule about nobody having extraordinary powers, let's assume I have the icons to show he reverted to what he looked like before he was cursed.))

[doctorize]

[well this is certainly a curious one. He's never seen a creature like this before, so it's curiosity that gets him to approach the other, expression of concern already fixed in place.]

Bruno, yes? Are you alright?

[beastlybruno]

Oh! Ah...

[Well, he must look strange to these other strange creatures in the room. A blue dog critter with long ears and a long tail does not fit in with everyone else. Bruno begins to feel a bit self conscious, rubbing his arm nervously.]

N-no, not really...

I want to go home, actually.

[doctorize]

I can't say that you're the only one feels that way: many of us, including myself, would prefer being home right now rather than being in this current situation.

[He then offers a smile.]

Is there anything that I can do to help you feel more at ease? At least for now until we're able to escape from here, I mean.

[beastlybruno]

Um...

[He can't think of anything that might sound foreign to everyone here, so...]

I guess you can keep me company for a while?

... I'm Bruno, by the way.

[doctorize]

My name is Daniel Dickens, but you're welcome to call me "Danny" if you'd like: it's what most people know me by, anyway.

[And we should be on friendly terms if we're going to keep each other company, right?]

Memory Regain - Prison

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza is quite surprised but pleased to learn that her title is Loyal. Although initially very confused as to why her file has "magical girls" on both her likes and dislikes. And why it has "befriending psycho killers" underneath the section that describes her "crime." At least no one else can see it...?

She also has a deep scar on the left side of her neck for some reason, although most of the time it's concealed by a choker or ribbon.]

[Either way, she hasn't interacted with Danny much, but he's been fairly good at being a comforting presence to her the few times they have met. At least, until she wakes up one day with a very important memory.

"Doctor Danny, he called himself. Now, Danny worked in this one building where he got patients who were lost and confused, and he seemed oh, so innocent when he saw them, and he spoke oh so sweetly and seemed oh so nice...

"Even weirder, he'd worry more about people's eyes than anything else, and he would not shut the hell up about eyes. He even had a pet name for eyes, calling them "peepers" like he was talking to a 10 year old or something.

"Oh, fuck it, they were sacrifices. Sacrifices who wouldn't be able to get out if they wanted to because the exit was locked and the doctor had the keys.

"And guess what he always took from his sacrifices?"

"...their eyes?"

"...Yeah. Their eyes."

Oh damnit. Damnit, damnit, damnit! Why'd she have to get this memory back so late? She remembers most of what happened up to her death now, so why was this one left out?]

[Still...it could be just a coincidence, right? Danny's such a common name! And just because he likes eyes...well, she has something that might help confrim or deny that. It's a weird 2-pupiled glass eye she got out of that gacha machine...so she'll approach him in the cafeteria, the glass eye in her pocket.]

Good morning, Doctor Danny! [Just act casual. She might sound a bit too cheerful, but it should be fine, right?]

[doctorize]

Good morning, Eliza!

[For his part, Danny appears just the same cheerful guy as ever... maybe whatever dream he had last night wasn't too concerning for him in comparison?]

How are you feeling today? Have you eaten yet?

[telecosmetic]

Oh, pretty good! I'm going to get breakfast later, but I found something I thought you would like! [Her smile strains a bit as she pulls out the glass eye.] See? It looks really unique!

[Please don't recognize it, please don't recognize it...]

[doctorize]

[Danny's eyes widen upon seeing it: recognition? Surprise from seeing something like that here?]

That is certainly a curious find... is it something that you obtained from that machine down the hall from here?

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza nods, not sure herself what that expression means.]

Yeah...but I've never seen a human eye that looks like this.

[doctorize]

It's not very common, no, but...

[There's a pause, before he speaks again.]

Eliza, have you ever heard of the term "pupula duplex", or "polycoria" by any chance?