GAME 5 - SECRETS (finale)

[soulsurvivore]

WHO: everyone!
WHERE: hmm
WHEN: Day 17 (later)

[ Once the secret stones have all been played, the walls to the rooms recede back into the ground, opening up the club once more. The electropop continues to blare through the speakers, though there's a bit of feedback as the Party Demon's grin widens, seemingly pleased. ]

Very good, very good. Let's go over the results now, little ones.

[ At least there's still alcohol and actual food now, though the food seems too fancy to actually be substantial. Is this what clubbing is like?

Powers are still off and, due to the presence of Weeds, a constant truth field is in effect. At least that doesn't force you to say anything you don't want to . . . but the alcohol might. If you weren't there for the first half of the game, you are still more than welcome to wander in. And hey, your secrets won't be on display, at least!

Sit back and enjoy the show. ]


[ secrets revealed — rooms unlocked — endgame ]

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[heavyliesthecrown]

[ The way Bluebell never seems to get summoned for games.

He wanders over as it seems everything has ended?]

A new suit?

[Everyone seems to be dressed so fancy...]

[strateelgic]

Yes, to go with the rest of my formalwear. A t-shirt wouldn't be an unwelcome change. It could be far worse, however, so I'm certainly not going to complain.

[He gives Crescendo a bright smile.]

Bluebell was missed during the game! Though you also lucked out.

[heavyliesthecrown]

Perhaps you could do something with your team to manifest one? Unless it is impossible to do so for a style outside of one's own barn. I suppose you could make a trade, but you would have to find someone who wears the same size as you.

[ He glances around at everyone else gathered here. ]

Bluebell seems to miss a number of games. But... it appears that no one was harmed?

[strateelgic]

We've manifested more clothing in the past and it's been in the same style. I'm not sure how far out of the way I'm truly willing to go to get something else, but I've considered it.

And you're correct! This game aimed to share things that others didn't want shared and little else. [He sighs dramatically.] It's a shame. Maybe we could have learned some interesting secrets about you.

1/2

[heavyliesthecrown]

No, no... it seems like a good thing I wasn't there.

2/2

[heavyliesthecrown]

But truthfully, I do not have any secrets to hide, to begin with. I cannot remember my past, and I have been forthright and honest since my arrival here.

Fufu. I daresay no one would have been able to win against me. ♪

[strateelgic]

Well not having your secret guessed wasn't the winning condition. How well do you think you could have guessed others'?

[heavyliesthecrown]

I believe I am a good judge of character. So perhaps I would have done well?

[strateelgic]

[How ridiculously cute.]

Maybe you would have! If only I could have been a fly on the wall for that discussion.

[heavyliesthecrown]

Feel like sharing your own?

[strateelgic]

The discussion Rose had?

Now that would be a long and boring thing to recount.

[heavyliesthecrown]

Well, I am more interested in your own secrets. Though I am surprised the game seemed so boring for you.

[strateelgic]

I didn't say that. I said reciting the discussion during my team's meeting would be boring - and it would take far too long.

[Reaches over to pat Crescendo on the head.]

Little cat, I can't help it if you weren't here, but if you're not going to share then why would I?

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ His ears press against his head as the taller boy pets his head with a frown.

Petting his head like a child...

He'll ignore that it actually feels a little nice.]

You could ask me anything. I really have nothing to hide though. I only possess two memories thus far, and one is simply a little embarrassing, but not exactly anything secretive.

[strateelgic]

[Oho. He'll scritch a bit behind the ears, then.]

If I shared an actual secret it would hardly be a fair trade in that case.

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ His head tips, leaning into the scritches-- at least until he realizes what he is doing. At which point he straightens up, batting his hands away.]

Not to say that I do not believe in the importance of fairness. Certainly that is something I strive for, but are you always so transactional? Or perhaps it is a cultural thing at your school? Since Biscuit-san seems the same way.

[strateelgic]

[Fufufu.]

A good friend of mine is an accomplished businessman. It's just become second nature.

[Not to mention his family's business dealings.]

Biscuit has his own reasons.

[heavyliesthecrown]

I see. My own family is rather wealthy so I am sure I shall inherit the heavy burden of work that comes along with that. Perhaps I shall have to ask you for business advice someday.

[strateelgic]

If it's possible. Once you're returned to your world it would stand to reason that I'd be returned to mine.

[heavyliesthecrown]

Oh. Yes... that is right, isn't it. I didn't think about it much until now, but... everyone will go their separate ways.

[strateelgic]

Most likely. If we get that opportunity, at least. I'm not sure anyone would choose to stay here rather than return home to loved ones.

[heavyliesthecrown]

. . . No. I certainly would not.

[ Despite his current lack of memories. ]

But it is a little sad, too, I think.

[strateelgic]

Because you would miss everyone here?

[heavyliesthecrown]

Perhaps not everyone. I am not so social as to have a close relationship with everyone here. But certainly some.

It is a little sad to part with someone, I think, knowing that you will never see them again.

[strateelgic]

Would you miss me, little cat?