A Game Of Chance

"I'm fairly certain it did... But once again, we have to take chances." He sighed and noticed a small key he'd jammed in his pocket. Guess his nickname would be Key, then.

edited 24th Mar '11 8:33:31 PM by Motree

"Let's work on it when it comes..."

I'll need to speak to one of them alone later...

The girl notices another man talking to her group, "...Hello there..."

Key decided to try to liven things up as best he could, "Well, yes. Let's not brood now! We need to keep our heads clear if we want to succeed, non?" He glanced at the newcomer to show he acknowledged his presence, "Well, let's all introduce ourselves properly, shall we? You can call me Key."

edited 24th Mar '11 8:38:36 PM by Motree

"Hi… and, um… sorry, again, but-" Gear paused, trying to keep their attention, but also trying to avoid crossing them. "Why are you three talking like that? I mean, you're not really going to kill people who are in the same situation, are you? Shouldn't we try to find whoever set this up instead?"

At the very least, it'll be problematic if the person hunting me decides to play along with this game. Even if it's futile, it's worth convincing others to try it.

"Yes, but currently, we don't know who is orchestrating this. Nor do we have any leads. I figure that if we play along with their little game long enough, we might be able to figure it out."

edited 24th Mar '11 8:40:53 PM by Motree

"Did you not notice the collars? They could choke us. Of course knowing our luck they'll electrocute us instead..."

"Follow me." Prosecution replied, walking over to the group. "There's a problem with making alliances." he said, adressing the group as a whole. "Unless we know who everyone is, the person you're chatting up may very well be the one who's supposed to slit your throat, or the one who's throat you're supposed to slit."

edited 24th Mar '11 8:42:24 PM by Dragon573

"I believe the specific penalty was described as 'exploding'." Key noticed the other guy.

"Yes, that is true. But it gives you an edge otherwise."

edited 24th Mar '11 8:43:42 PM by Motree

"That doesn't mean we shouldn't try to find them, try to find a way to beat them! That doesn't mean we should just play along with this sick little game! The twelve of us- if there really are twelve of us- shouldn't consider each other enemies! We're all in the same situation here!"

And more importantly, if I'm the first the speak out against killing, I'll also be the last you suspect if it turns out that somebody died mysteriously.

edited 24th Mar '11 8:45:46 PM by Gilphon

"Why do you think I'm forming alliances? I've thought about the possibility of resistance, but right now, we have zero information. We can't catch a trail if we don't have a lead."

The Demon pokes Prosecution. He whispers in his ears. "You have a point. How about we trade phones and see who the other got?"

This will end awfully...

"Nice words, but I won't fall for them." he says to Gear "We should find a way to take the fight to the bastards in charge of this. however, I know you're going to slit my throat first chance you get if you think it'll save you. Essentially, each one of us needs to keep an eye on all the others. It's the only way we can stop ourselves from degrading into mere beasts."

edited 24th Mar '11 8:50:51 PM by Dragon573

"Yes, precisely. I feel like we should just pretend to play along with their little game for now, if only to dig up information. We should only begin to panic if we're nearing our deadline."

edited 24th Mar '11 8:53:20 PM by Motree

((OOC: Um Hello Dragon? Demon not Gear.))

He smiles. "So should we vote our current watch-dog or however you want to say it?"

"Perhaps two would be better, seeing as our 'watchdog', as you put it, could be the one that wants to cause trouble." He thought that sounded a bit more reasonable.

edited 24th Mar '11 8:58:13 PM by Motree

Uh, hello, fusionman? I was talking to gear.

"Good idea... The only way we can pull through this is to refuse to play this game... We need to find a way to make it so no one will ever know who the others are... That way, no one will be tempted to kill one of the others to save themself."

edited 24th Mar '11 9:01:50 PM by Dragon573

"Wouldn't it be suspicious if we all walked everywhere together?"

I was poking you. So sorry that I'm impatient.

"But what if both "watchdogs" go mad? And no. If we can hide our collars and say we're all friends or something. Any ideas there?"

edited 24th Mar '11 9:01:13 PM by Fusionman

Gear faltered. It would dangerous to let that comment against him stand, but more dangerous still to fight back to strongly against a man who was making sense and taking charge. But most dangerous of all was the fact that this man was able to say that about him. Definitely a man Gear should try to avoid.

He'd hestitated for too long, now. He couldn't properly respond. I need to let myself just fade into the background for a bit, then.

"Well, you know what you have to do to mad dogs... You have to put them down." It only just occurred to him that this may have sounded a bit cold. He quickly changed the subject, "On the subject of the collars, it shouldn't be too difficult to hide them."

I'll also need to keep my eye on that Gear and that Prosecutor guy.

edited 24th Mar '11 9:06:48 PM by Motree

"So, first thing we need to do is to make certain none of us want to kill the others for a reason besides this sick game... I've just got a bad feeling abou tletting hard feelings fester. So, first off, Sorry." he said, looking at gear. "I didn't mean to offend you, just to point out that people under pressure do crazy things. I don't trust you not to kill me if I was your target, because I wouldn't trust myself not to do the same. In other words, first thing we neeed to do is get out of the psychological cage they're trying to put us in."

Lucky didn't fancy the idea of working with a group, but it looked like the guy he'd tried to talk to was eager to share his opinions with everyone else on why forming mini-alliances was a bad idea. It seemed that there was no avoiding it, lest he be singled out and branded a creep, so Lucky tagged along and decided to wait for the right moment before talking.

"Speaking of collars and cages...oh, and you all can call me Lucky, by the way," said the blonde male. "Anyways, the rules stated that these restraints will only blow if we try to escape, or if we don't degrade into murderers. Now, I don't think that there was a rule against tampering with the collar itself, is there? Certainly, dealing with something that can explode is a huge risk, but perhaps it would be more humane than causing reckless bloodshed...or reckfull, I suppose, depending on your tastes. Anyways, there must be a way to take these off, lest the fiend that did this plans to never truly free anyone that follows his whims."

edited 24th Mar '11 9:08:03 PM by EndarkCuli

"Exactly. That, sir, is the first part of the psycological cage!"

Key nodded, "Yes, but who's going to be the guinea pig that risks getting their head blown off while you mess with the collar?"