week 0, monday

[reapertoire]

#REAPER MEETING

At 6am on Monday, all of you have been abruptly woken up by being transported to a dark alley. Wait. Are there even dark alleys here? Where are you. What is with the music? Before you can question it too much, out of the darkness steps... The Host. All four feet and pissed off attitude of him. He's got his hands in his hoodie pocket as he nonchalantly addresses you: "Reapers. Like you know, you've been volunteered by your respective Composers to participate in this Game. Say hi. We'll be in contact at this time every week to give you your orders. Chill until then." game info ☠ setting ☠ statuses ☠ ic profiles private conversations ☠ murder proposals ☠ money full nav

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[concertmaster]

[he looks at the watch he definitely doesn't wear]

For this week, your orders are to just keep blending in with the Players. I've got about an hour to dedicate to you fucks before I've got other shit to do, so if you've got any special questions you won't be able to ask when I get the general populace up to speed later, now's the time.

[grano]

How long are you expecting me to keep the illiterate act up?

[concertmaster]

Forever, hopefully. That shit's hilarious.

[voyeur]

Hey hey, Mr Middleman, is there any reason we can't summon Noise and Barriers? Even though I'm not exactly a fan of that kind of thing, it's still a little cold to get those removed from us.

[concertmaster]

For Noise, it's some bullshit about keeping things fair. Erase a Player with Noise, and there's nothing for the rest of those idiots to play Clue with.

[a beat]

You guys can do the Barriers. You're limited to when Erasures are taking place, since we don't want anyone accidentally fucking up and ousting themselves, but feel free to wall it up and drive everybody nuts looking for clues.

[bladeisme]

What happens if we manage to win?

...Beyond continuing to live, I mean.

[concertmaster]

Yeaaah that's pretty much it. Maybe if you're good, this Composer'll put in a good word with yours for promotion.

[withsadness]

I have a question!

[Your small and angry demeanor hasn't dissuaded her yet, Max. There is, of course, plenty of time left to break her.]

Will you be friends with me?

[concertmaster]

[uhhhhhhhh]

Sure, why the fuck not?

[honestly all of you should have apped children is what you will learn here.]

[bladeisme]

[Well, that's certainly an awakening. Going from the crossing to an alley is unexpected, but...

When he gets up, it's obvious he looks much more, uh...intensely bitter for a few moments before sliding into a blank scowl, his eyes roving over his fellow reapers before he leans against a nearby wall.]

We should probably talk about our Partners in the game, so we know who not to go after.

I'll go first - my partner is Akira Kurusu.

[grano]

Sekreuz Trenkel Navarus.

[ a beat. ]

The awkward, taciturn young boy with red eyes. And I strongly advise that you all keep those partners of yours at bay, regardless of the means necessary.

[bladeisme]

Mouthful of a name...

[Seriously, the hell is up with that?]

But at bay, huh. So that we don't slip up and blab to them?

[He's not dumb, he knows how this works. And honestly, it's a good idea.]

[allsetfree]

Akira's cool. [ ok that came out a little awkward, but she liked talking to him...! ]

My partner is Jonas. Wears a beanie. Acting a little dumb right now. Just... No one hurt him, okay?

[bladeisme]

...Mmm. Yeah. He is.

[It's a little hesitant, due to him remembering how Akira offered him friendship right out of the gate - and how it was prompted by him lying intensely - and how it makes his guts curl in on themselves in self-hatred when he thinks about it.

He's a terrible goddamn person, but it's all for the game, isn't it?]

Got it - I met him before, actually. Seemed like a good guy.

[voyeur]

Lion Ushiromiya. [He has that refreshing, happy smile still on. This is fun.] The one kid no one seems to be able to figure out the gender of.

[bladeisme]

I haven't met them yet, but I'll keep it in mind.

[And, as a side note-]

I actually thought the blind thing was fake when I saw you moving around. Good to know you can see, though.

[withsadness]

Mine is a big cute kitty named Lenka! He's a boy!

[Spoilers: the kitty is note cute. And also, she either doesn't pick up on or doesn't care about Ichigo's standoffishness, because she comes right up to him and takes hold of his arm with a cheerful smile.]

[bladeisme]

[NO, LISTEN? Any standoffishness or bitterness immediately evaporates the moment he sees Mary, his eyes widening before he quickly crouches down again to be at eye level with her.]

I, uh - I see.

[She's the one person he didn't expect, so he practically stammers out that route phrase as he looks at her.

...Well, it's nice to know, anyway. He was hoping that he wouldn't have to erase her, and if she's a reaper, then it makes it much easier for him to protect her.]

...Nice to see you again, Mary.

we all know wtf is going on

[grano]

Ladies, gentlemen, fellow reapers — whatever you may call yourself, we've some ground to cover prior to starting this little game of ours.

[ the smile he wears is disinterested, bordering sleazy — it's almost as though the life you saw in him has been miraculously sapped! wow! now that's what i call fake. ]

I know naught of the games you were in or what you've sacrificed to be here, but from this moment and onward, we're accomplices. We keep each other's secrets unless we want to die — excuse me, die more than we already have.

[ a pause. ]

Whatever information about ourselves we project to them will be validated by the rest of us. Personal or otherwise. That aside, I suggest that we play the roles of good Samaritans in these coming weeks. Whatever makes them doubt us less — or more difficult for them to consider hurting us.

[voyeur]

[Izaya gives him applause.]

Really well said, Mr Administrative Leader! Unfortunately, I just have the kind of personality that people are always going to doubt. It might be jealousy over my good looks, but either way, people will be suspecting me a lot. Honestly, I'm expecting the blindness to come out pretty soon, which is why I have a second entry fee slated. [He laughs.] It wouldn't surprise me that much if they came for me for a murder I didn't commit. Humans are really charmingly in love with witch hunts like that, don't you think?

[grano]

...

[ witch hunts — those words strike a chord, making him gnash his teeth. ]

Put that shady disposition of yours to use, then — humans are always looking for a scapegoat. Always looking for someone to blame, to exploit; if the lie becomes too much to bear for you...

[ a smile, one that happens to be malicious in nature. ]

We could always simply do away with your eyes. [ harshly: ] Make sure you know what you're doing. Winning this game is very important to me.

[voyeur]

These meetings are going to get pretty serious if we don't liven them up. I know, I know! Let's do weekly hotpot. That will strengthen the bonds between us as a group of fun and interested murderers, right? Everyone can bring an ingredient and we'll all toss it together for one meal. Hey, Mr Conductor, can we get a kotatsu?

[bladeisme]

[Okay, he was just over here hating his life, but then Izaya says that and everything goes out the fucking window.]

....seriously?

[WE'RE GONNA HAVE NABE AND PRETEND EVERYTHING IS FINE??? REALLY???]

[concertmaster]

Bzzt on the Conductor, maybe on the kotatsu. I'll put in the request.

[Well Then]

[allsetfree]

For the record, I'd also be down with a weekly bonding luncheon.