Flicker: The Forum Game

"What do you mean 'what'? It's my name. Company policy states all T-Dolls must be named after the weapons they're imprinted with."

-She gestures to the carbine resting on her shoulder and sighs-

"I know it's a stupid-ass policy, but there's nothing I can do about it, alright?"

The two of them both simultaneously realize they were saying their name.

"Oohhhhhhhh..."

The noise of something moving within one of the rooms suddenly rings across the hall.

It seems to hesitate for just a second, punctuated by a brief shuffling — then goes dead silent.

The moment it sounds again, a blur darts across the vision of everyone standing in the lobby; soon followed by a loud slam as their apparent kidnapper’s body crashes headfirst into the groud, hard, followed by a short-lived struggle. When the figure on top of them stops moving enough for its silhouette to become clear, it appears to be a young girl in a dress, pinning the host’s arms down with her knees.

She’s holding a very large battleaxe. Fun. And it’s now embedded an inch deep into the floor, conveniently inches from grazing her captive’s hairline.

Who are you?

okay what are you doing aren't you like slightly older than me-

wait Zorua are you trying to kill Tory-

"Whoa, whoa! Hey!"

-74U reflexively unholsters her gun and flicks the safety off, though not aiming at anything in particular-

"What the hell was that about?!"

Raidou draws his sword. He doesn't want to start a fight, but he'll sure as hell finish one. Gouto speaks up.

"H-hey! I know we're all confused and scared, but there's no need for such violence!"

" STOP!"

the room goes silent.

" If we want to get out, we need to work together, not tear each other apart."

I suggest you balance your optimism carefully. This must be... a really desperate way to film a horror flick.

So yeah. I'm sure some of its conventions will apply, such as the nicest one dying first... The teen glances at Darwin.

The badass, over there, radiating dangerous levels of awesome... Then glances at Raidou.]]

... or even me. Which, considering the crap I went through, would be more than welcome. Or you know, maybe the director watched the sequel trilogy and is trying to be subversive, so who knows who's gonna live.

...would you guys believe me if I were to told you I have no clue as to why you're all here? I'm just given the role as some sort of host. I don't have powers to do any of the things you'd expect from a Mafia-styled game host/master here.

"...A what-styled host?"

-She lowers her gun in confusion-

Murder mystery as a party game, I guess.

"Mafia? Are...are we in trouble?"

"What the heck?" Kelly Wright murmurs. "The last thing I remember is going out with my older brother, Tony, and now I'm in a middle of nowhere!"

The girl doesn’t seem to register the protests around her and grips the axe tighter — it makes an uncomfortable crunch in the ground as the tiles start to splinter — but confusion flickers across her face at the phrase “party game”. Since when was that involved?

That isn’t... what? No, my question. Who are you? Where is this place?

I'm... actually clueless here. I don't remember having these sorts of power.

I'm not sure where this place exactly is, but it's probably somewhere in Robloxia. As for my name, it's Tory.

" Hi....I guess. Are you saying that someone here is trying to kill us?"

"Okay, let's take this from the top: a bunch of people were kidnapped, which apparently wasn't your doing, then you tell them this is all just a Mafia "game", but the kidnapped people can leave anytime? And you have no idea why any of this is happening?"

-She flicks the firing selector lever—mostly just for the intimidating click-

"Do you seriously believe we'll eat all of that up?"

I don't care if you believe it or not. But yeah, someone's apparently out to murder you.

Raidou takes out his revolver and spins it around.

"Then...we will prepare!"

" So if it isn't you who brought us here....maybe they're trying to kill us in a dramatic way."

"Oh no!" Kelly exclaims.

-74U sighs again as she stows her weapon-

"Can't they just come out and fight us directly? Getting real tired of these sneaky types."

Violet frowns visibly at the testimony. Mafia? A murder game? Robloxia? None of this is setting anything straight, but it was starting to look like that if there was anything else to be gained, it wouldn’t be found here. Connections. That’s what she needed to see.

A killer abducting us for their own entertainment...

Still skeptical about Tory’s legitimacy, she steps away, levering Witchcraft out of the ground. If the others knew something, maybe there’d be more put to light about this kidnapping.

The teen silently glares at Tory.

“God, fine.”

“Lets do this one step at a time. Introductions, anyone?”