day two - aftermath

[guestcontrol]

dreamland day two 38 players remaining. As the voting period comes to an end, a bell goes off from the ticket machine, and the metal bars blocking the tunnel at the end of the Hall of Mirrors lifts. A voice speaks over the loudspeaker: "Attention, guests! Please make your way onto the ride! For your safety, keep your hands and arms inside and do not attempt to leave your seat!" Through the tunnel, single cars on a track stop and wait for each remaining player to step on. Don't dawdle, or your bracelet will begin to beep a warning. Once in a car, the safety bar locks you tightly inside, unable to move. The car trundles along a dark, twisting track, nearly veering into cartoonish obstacles, but veering away at the last moment. Music and cackling laughter echoes loudly through the ride as you drive faster and faster. Suddenly, your car veers off to the left, through a courtroom, where a towering cartoon judge threatens to bang a gavel. Your car jerks and evades, but somewhere, before one car can pass, the gavel comes down and the car spins off to the side, through a dark doorway. Each car comes to the end of the ride, but doesn't stop, and instead jerks into motion and, even faster, veers through the ride a second time. This time, your car does not enter the courtroom, but the doors to your left nonetheless open, showing instead of a courtroom a red room burning with cartoon flames. Above the flames hangs a corpse in a noose. The body of Levi hangs from a white rope noose, as a cackling voices pronounces: Innocent The ride turns away once more, and comes to a stop. A list of votes has been pinned on the wall for your perusal. You now have the rest of the evening to explore the park, before night comes again. character statuses private conversations graveyard This is a general post-vote mingle encompassing the time from the end of the trial (about 5 PM until the fireworks at 11 PM). You are encouraged and welcome to backtag discussions in this post until the next day post, or to have afternoon private conversations.

Comments

[chronic]

That fucking idiot. He died for nothing. I'd say 'good riddance to bad rubbish', but he's totally fucked us in like every hole.

[jingler]

Agreed. Though I can't say I feel very sorry for him.

[It was a gruesome way to die, but Levi brought this on himself by lying and thinking everyone would turn a blind eye to it.]

[photonement]

Language.

[She wags her finger at him listlessly, not able to look down at him.]

None of us need an image like that in our heads.

[belgian]

[Facepalm. Muttering to herself in German. Dammit Levi.]

[shoutoku_administrator]

[After all that insanity, Miko is MAD.]

Innocent? Innocent?! You fool, what did you hope to accomplish?! You caused as much harm as any VIP could have with your pointless scheme!

[paws_and_rewind]

[ That was... TERRIFYING. In many different ways.

Missile did a good job in some respects, but he's not really happy about the outcome. He lies down with his head on his paws, bereft of his usual zest and spirit for the moment. ]

[belgian]

[Oh no, sad puppy.] It's okay! You did your best. He shouldn't have been claiming to be the detective anyway.

[siggey]

Levi's not the real detective. That's what you were saying, wasn't it?

[godwhisperer]

[Bending down to pet.]

Shh. It's okay. Shh.

You are so brave. You saved the life of Legion. You've done well.

[harepiece]

[JOINING THE PET MISSILE MOBILIZED UNIT...]

You did a good job today. [Even if they supermurdered an innocent, whoops... But Levi did Komaeda himself, so.]

[sparklyrichbastard]

Poor thing. You're feeling bad about what happened, aren't you? But allow me to ask you one simple question:

Who's a good puppy?

[mediumburgers]

[ Maya will run off and return with a plate full of food from the carnival (french fries and hotdogs... healthy dog chow right here) torn up into puppy-sized pieces, and sets it in front of Missile. He also gets a scratch behind the ear. ]

It's ok, Missile! It's not your fault that Levi guy was a stupid liar who made everything extra stupid. You did such a good job! Good boy!

[mediumburgers]

He... he was not guilty... except of being a jerk...

[ Mild brainfreeze over here, did we just heck up PROBABLY ]

[ionicwoman]

[Anise looks quite shaken]

What the hell was the point of all of that if he was really innocent?!

[chainjailer]

[Kurapika is so drained he can only collapse against the wall outside of the ride. There was nothing he could have done, the votes were overwhelming. Not that he was sure he could have defended him anyway--but finding out he was innocent after all...

He can't even bury the body.]

Why...? After all that.

[photoshot]

[ it's definitely a shock. Aya tries to rally and not look shaken, but isn't very successful at all. ]

Mr. Levi spoke to you yesterday when he claimed detective, didn't he?

What did he say?

[cakelover]

[ HAHA YEAH we were so Komaeda'd. No one expects Komaeda, ever.

But there's another issue. ]

Kura-chan...your hand, we have to go see to it now. Please?

Graveyard...

[perfectstrike]

[Peko's just standing there, stock still. She'd have given Usa-chan back to Honey before the ride itself. She fucked up. If this were back on the island, they'd all be dead. And she can't help but think it's her fault.

As soon as they're released, she's turned on her heel and walked away with purpose. Her footsteps are a little shaky, and she's clutching at her chest, but she's moving too quickly to be stopped unless someone runs to catch up with her.

She can be found sitting next to Kuzuryuu's grave with her knees pulled up to her chest, her head in her arms, until the fireworks. And even then, it doesn't look like she plans on moving until she has no choice.]

[poyoyon]

[ yEAH. Even though she knew they weren't on the island, even though he knew Monobear wasn't running this (he couldn't stay quiet this long) Ibuki's reaction to the thought of a failed trial was colored by that first trial, the only one she remembers, and the rules repeated endlessly. They'd failed, and the true killer would graduate, leaving all of them to die...

But the ride lets them all off, and it's...not okay, but the four of them are still in one piece.

Ibuki's idea of comforting people is to make them do crazy thing with her until they forget to be worried, usually. Even so, she hesitates as she goes over to Peko, entirely uncertain of what to do in this particular case. She'd never realized Peko and Kuzuryuu were close. ]

Peko-chan?

[photonement]

[So around twenty-five minutes after Peko initially flees, Mahiru catches up. She is holding a roughly shaped plate. There's rice, eggs that unfortunately came from a package, some other stuff. Vegetables, maybe. Basically the kind of simple meal Peko herself eats rather regularly. She puts it down somewhere within reach of Peko, then kneels nearby.

Long silence.]

Libel's... a crime. I'm not a lawyer but libel with intent to incite murder is a worse crime. And... we all agreed... we weren't gonna let a conversion happen today either.

Now...? [She might have been trying to say something else but she pretty much just has to turn that into a question, looking at Peko. Mahiru is really going to have trouble getting used to this whole aggressive group thing.]

[cheats]

[ Ciel makes his way to the graveyard eventually, just sort of strolling around aimlessly, since he's uncertain of what to do with himself. He sees Peko sitting there, and even not knowing how the graves are laid out, it's easy to guess who she's sitting by. Ciel frowns and considers leaving all together, but...

He approaches, perhaps against his better judgement.

His footsteps are quiet and light, but she'll sure hear him coming. He stands a short distance away from her, since they're little more in strangers in his opinion, so he doesn't want to impose on her personal space. He stands there for a few moments, uncertain of what to say, but he remember when Aunt Ann had died, and he had gone to her funeral... What had he wanted then? More than hollow words, certainly. ]

I hope he rests in peace. I didn't speak to him much, but he will be missed.

[ He was like. The one sane person. ]

[siggey]

God DAMN IT!

[ The doors don't open. They're probably not going to, until tomorrow.

Won't stop me from hitting them with as much force as I could muster, anyway. ]

It didn't have to end this way!

[chainjailer]

Stop. [He puts a hand on Sigma's shoulder, trying to ease him back.]

There was nothing we could do.

[eventhandler]

[Innocent.]

[Levi was innocent.]

[When the ride stops, it takes a good while for Royce to get off. He looks...agitated, nervous, stressed. Levi was innocent. They voted for him, and in the end, they had played into his messed up game.]

[He pulls his cigarette pack out, taking a cigarette in his mouth, and then takes out his lighter - his thin hands are noticeably trembling, and when the lighter clicks on, the flame doesn't make it to the end of his cigarette. Instead it wavers, and he lets out a yelp when it touches his finger instead.]

Damn...!

[He mutters a few more curses under his breath, before trying again...and when he succeeds, he puts the lighter away, a scowl on his face as he talks more to himself than the people around him.]

Damn it all, he...what purpose did he even have for all of that charade? Just to die...?

late evening - carnival

[chronic]

[ Mysterion is... Wait, Mysterion? Instead of a hooded, masked little boy, there's a young person in a sparkly princess dress and blonde wig. It's not hard to tell that this person in the dress is the same person as Mysterion- their height and eye color are the same. As if that weren't strange enough, there's a small, dirty-looking rat perched on his shoulder.

The princess is stuffing tickets into the prize machine- there's a small pile of completely useless prize machine junk at his side already. ]

Uwaaa.

[ He returns to the games, seemingly oblivious to the bizarre spectacle he's creating. ]

[flatview]

[ stares

props arms on parasol ]

Wow, you really did wear the dress!

Early Evening Mess Hall

[photonement]

[Shortly after the initial hazy release from that courtroom, Mahiru blazes a trail towards the mess hall. She has to make dinner for herself, and Peko, and then there's gonna be Nui to worry about. When people pass by, her eyes don't light up immediately. Work is the thing keeping her on her feet and straight-faced.]

[cheats]

[ As is his usual now, when Ciel sees someone competent head to the mess hall, he follows after like a food vulture, but this time, he hesitates. He's still pretty embarrassed from the tea fiasco, so he doesn't feel like he can weasel his way into getting more food this time... Or at least, he has enough shame to not want to try.

He'll stop in the doorway with an awkward expression, and though he's pointedly avoiding eye contact, he offers— ]

Do you... Do you want any help...?

[ It's not hard to guess his real motivation here, though. Feed him too, big sis ]