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gamechangers) wrote2024-08-17 02:14 am
gamechangers) wrote2024-08-17 02:14 am
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Graveyard!
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Hello!
You died. That sucks. What sucks even more is that you wake up on the floor of the local Foot Locker. The portraits of feet all around on the wall greet you warmly as you open your eyes. Whatever injuries you had that led to your untimely demise are now gone, though that doesn't stop you from earning more. Your item from home is here as well.
Here's the good news: you aren't actually dead! Or rather, you're sort of dead. Only mostly dead? It doesn't really matter.
The point is, you're now in the mall. What mall? Good question. But there's a whole lot of places in here to explore. Go ahead and hang out at all nine stores, check out the state of the art mall bathrooms (there's TWO, even), and be especially sure to get a pretzel. You can even catch a glimpse of what your friends are getting up to in the city; just tune into channel 12 on any of the multiple TVs in the mall.
Sometimes you might find a celebrity hanging around in the Suncoast. Keep an eye out for some familiar faces.
Finally, remember your powers? They're working again! Not that they will help you get out of here, but still.
Welcome to the Graveyard! Unfortunately, it seems that not even death can save you from the wretched grasp of capitalism.
Some notes:
→ If you die in the graveyard, you just pop back up in the Foot Locker a few hours later, with one sick-ass scar of your choice.
→ As usual, check out the Status TL for exciting location updates.
→ Interested in a potential celebrity sighting? Why not head on over to the Suncoast? Though, beware of possible consequences.
→ If you have a Hit Clip, you may submit it here!
Some notes:
→ As usual, check out the Status TL for exciting location updates.
→ Interested in a potential celebrity sighting? Why not head on over to the Suncoast? Though, beware of possible consequences.
→ If you have a Hit Clip, you may submit it here!
Produced by Web Design Is My Passion
STATUS
December 30th, 1999 (OOC: Saturday 10/5)
December 30th, 1999 (OOC: Friday 10/11)
- The amount of sizzling hot meaty salsa has doubled.
- There is a third batch of glistening, juicy chunks of meat salsa out in the hallway.
- Someone has set up a posterboard in an easel just inside the Foot Locker. Written in neat, straight handwriting, it reads:
CELEBRITY SIGHTING?
Engage with it?
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Hey. Quit hiding.
[ just to see what happens. ]
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... Miss Spears? [ exhausting. this is stupid. but he stayed in penacony and dealt with all of that hullaballoo, so why not talking to a cardboard cutout instead of an imaginary clock? ]
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week one, monday...
but yoru is immediately tearing several feet pics down and smashing them on the ground while in the middle of a tantrum. there is glass everywhere now.]
—Britney Spears, you coward! Come out here and face me!!
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well that's one way to wake up from being dead. therion, startled cat that he is, is up when she shrieks and practically climbing the furniture (the feet covered walls of hell) and then actually takes .1 second to process and just - ]
What the fuck?
[ is that about yoru, being alive, or being surrounded by feet? yes ]
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week 1, thursday
She is processing the trauma of being eaten a second time. :( At least she didn't even remember the first time?
And then! Remembers! ]
Amy, Karamatsu...?
[ Looking for her friends... ]
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comes to crouch down next to her... ]
Ah, Miss Falin. [ hey, welcome to the foot locker, it's the worst here. ] I'm... hm.
[ he was going to say glad to see you in one piece but that seems INSENSITIVE so instead: ]
It's all right. They'll be fine.
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wk 1; thursday
there's a crackle of purple-pink and black energy, manifesting around his hand and the cane like so as the fact that he's alive? in some way? and has his powers back? sinks in. this is not unfamiliar for him, actually. BUT STILL. WHAT THE HECKIE... ]
... what happened here? [ the energy disappears, and he stares at the crater that cradles britney spears where once the suncoast sat. ]
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he really wants to smack welt with his fan but he doesn't. he is a polite and well-behaved foxian. instead, he folds his arms and stands next to him. ]
Miss Yoru has a temper. Hello. [ why are you dead. ]
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w1; friday
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[ A moment of utter bafflement follows—one longer than she'd care to admit to—before Jane shifts into a kneel, regaining her bearings as she glances around. ]
Well. At least it wasn't a chalupa falling on us again.
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[ hey. sup. ] You're probably going to want to get out of there. It's fucking weird.
[ not the foot locker from hell ]
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w1, fri
do you ever wake up, contemplate everything that led you to this moment and go 'this might as well have happened (but i don't have to be happy about it)?'
......yeah. yeah...... ]
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WEEK ONE, SATURDAY MORNING: A THING...
But you don't hear the sound of machinery or any type of construction work. The only thing you hear is the sound of muffled angry yelling.]
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so he's just. seated in a chair he's moved from deeper in this labyrinthian store, tuning the TVs in the electronics section to channel 12 so that they can observe the living in this gameshow they've gotten dragged into. ]
... we really can't hold our breaths on things being less insane, can we. [ ARE THE THREE OG DEAD AROUND AS NON-PIXELS? WHO KNOWS! trial watch begins now. ]
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...Have they always looked like that?
[ nani ]
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WEEK ONE, SATURDAY NIGHT: A THING
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She stomps away to go claim a massage chair as her property. Goodbye forever.]
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w1, sunday
find him either:
a) facedown on the floor of foot locker, unmoving;
or b) sitting on the counter at auntie anne's, eating a pretzel with one hand and holding a boozy baja blast slushie in the other. if approached, he'll nod and give a nonchalant (not even bothering to swallow his food, rudeass), ]
'Sup.
[ this is fine. ]
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Hey. You're alive.
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wk 2; monday
Ludicrous as it is, I was able to speak with Britney Spears regarding the... situation at hand. I recommend giving it a try at the cutout of her if you'd like more information, but be advised that it's better to speak to her like a fan, not in an antagonistic manner, regardless of your feelings towards her or our situation. She's a celebrity of sorts and is more receptive to even false interest and idolizing if you can pretend well enough.
Should you have any small, square-shaped objects with images on the cover of them? Please feed them to the device in the Suncoast store, labeled as the Hit Clips Machine - apparently this is meant to, ah, fuel the mall. Supposedly this place is being turned into a time machine, something that would allow one to travel time and space, and Britney intends to use it to musically tour further beyond her reach. She's also building the tower outside, though I'm not sure to what gains considering this tower already exists in the world and isn't something that has a utilitarian use.
[ ANYWAYS. moving on from that, he shakes his head and adjusts his glasses. ]
However, we must get everyone out of the city and to this side of things. She's not able to do that. While she has a... collaboration of sorts with the person responsible for the game show and events on the city side, she's not necessarily involved in the events there. [ closing his eyes, taking a breath, before he continues. ] To do this, those in the city must die before the chalupa drops, rather than being crushed beneath it, so that they can arrive here. If anyone has encountered any means of communicating with the other side - or discovers any in the coming days - then it'd be best to make sure that we relay what we learn to them. For the most part, we're able to see them going about their days on our side, so it's more important for us to get information passed on, so if it's something that's one way... it matters less for us, at the moment.
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A THING? // A MINI EVENT!
At an unknown time on what you think might be a Tuesday, our dearly departed hear a strange sound come from the Kmart. It appears to be some kind of siren? Hmm. Concerning.
You find that your feet drag you towards the sound, which, upon further inspection, is actually just a bell ringing several times. In the Kmart food court, a table has been set up just for you with mall food, including french fries, cheeseburgers, and of course, a separate table full of all you can eat tacos. Are you tired of those by now? Too bad.
More importantly, the table is labeled with a poster that reads NEW SPONSOR! And pinned underneath the note is some kind of explanation.
Hey. Sooo, Crayola is offering to help sponsor my cause. They asked me to complete this puzzle, but like, I don't really know any of these people, so... you get to do it! If you do, I built a test piece of tech you could use to communicate with the city. And you like, totally want that, right? Great! Love you, thanks! - Britney ♥
Set on the table is another posterboard with several stickers of familiar faces, including your own. It seems that Crayola wants you to sort the people remaining in the city based on this metric, in a gimmick that we have done in many games before.... weird....
Welcome to your Graveyard Event!
TL;DR: Complete the sorting above by ICly threading about it and placing the "stickers" on the "posterboard". Remember, you can sort yourself, but the fun is icly deciding about other people! Be judgy.
Complete this submission by Wednesday (Week 2) 11:59 PM EST to receive the chance to communicate a simple message to the living side!
SUBMISSION
SUBMISSION....2 | NOTE TO THE LIVING
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wk 2; wednesday
Does everyone remember what Hit Clips they received, and have you turned them in to the machine? "Survivor" was mine.
I'm not sure we'll be able to convey that they need to die before the chalupa falls and that they need to submit their clips on this side in a short message, but it's something to consider.
Week 2, Thursday
Astolfo is going to just sit on the ground, bring their knees up to their chest, bury their head into their arms and start to cry.
Yeah, we're doing great! ]
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Cry as long as you need... ]
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W2, thursday
... It was never going to be that easy.
[ If anything/anyone is being sent at Seodore's direction, please roll a d20. ]
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Seo?! Why are you here?
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w2, thursday
and he immediately looks infuriated enough that he slowly sits up, knocks a shoe off of a display stand and jams his hands into his pockets to start walking off. no! no, this was not where he wanted to go! fuck!!!
anyway, he's not actively seeking anybody out but he's also not avoiding anybody, he's just a man on a mission to check out every store and location and see how the hell he can leave.]
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Eh? Why are you here?
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w2 friday
Yip, yip! Grrr...
[ The barking sounds signal the coming of a bad omen... Were you eating? His food now. Enjoying silence? He yaps incessantly before stealing your shoe. His tail is wagging the entire time. Damn chihuahua bastard. ]
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A THING! 👾
Happy end of the week, deadzos! Or, at least you think, maybe.
On the living side, things have been changing, bit by bit. The disco chalupa is bloodier by the day. Objects have appeared to the living here and there to give them clues - including your helpful message. But it's just not enough yet, and around 3PM on Friday, you hear a sharp, shrill whistle.
Pixel Britney, who may or may have not exploded a man, floats at the entrance of the Build a Bear. You get the feeling she's annoyed.
Goodbye, Britney...
...Anyway. When you step into the Build-A-Bear, today you might notice there's a Craft Table! that has been set up at the front of the shop. The small, clunky computers that are used to type in names for your sweet stuffed animals are reprogrammed to reveal a TAMAGOTCHI DESIGNER! Who doesn't love doll games in the 90s, right?
On the table, there are a variety of containers, glitter, paints, and even a couple of bowls set out with lots of string and beads, so you could make some keychain attachments to really personalize it! How thoughtful.
Welcome to an Endgame Preview!!
TL;DR: Create a tamagotchi of your character using the generator to the best of your ability. If you'd like to shoop extra features on there, that's fine, but stick to the color scheme (or ask for help and we can do it.) Feel free to choose whatever tamagotchi casing/shell that you like, or shoop the plain one into whatever colors and patterns you want. Live your dream.
Submit the image of your piccrew tamagotchi sprite to the comment below! If you have a specific "casing" you want, please link it in your comment as well. Ideally, try to find a front facing image like so for the casing.
All submissions are due an hour before trial/endgame tomorrow (Saturday 10/12 at 8AM PST / 11AM EST). Happy creating!
SUBMISSIONS
Remember, we appreciate it a lot if you link us a tamagotchi casing that faces mostly frontwards. :)
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Week 2, It's Friday Dieday
Yahoo! Do you mind helping me out with showing love to our queen, Pixel Britney Spears?
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The moon isn't out, Astolfo~ Is this some sort of joke?
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w2, friday
He lifts his right arm up to look at it. Flexes the fingers. Then he puts the arm back down.
Okay. That's fine. This is fine.]
...Mm.
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Your hand should work just fine here~ I should know since my head does!
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A THING...
When you arrive to watch the Time Changers Season Finale this week, pixel Britney is here as well, standing with a... car? That beeps and boops oddly. A large computer sits in the bed of the pickup, and more importantly than that, the Hit Clip Machine from the Suncoast has somehow been moved here, and now sits in the front hood of the car, where the engine would go.
You can clearly see the display of the Hit Clip Time Machine, which reads:
POWER CHARGE: MEDIUM... QUANTUM GENERATOR WILL NOT FUNCTION...
Pixel Britney gazes upon you with her strange pixeled face.
I don't know how quickly I can get you to the other side and you're going to be in those cuuuuute little monster boxes, so you can't talk, but, we'll like, make up some stuff here to make it easier. We gotta get those guys, like, super dead! And get those clips over here!
There are several large, colorful Mac computers now lined up at the Radio Shack, and each computer has a place to plug in up to two Tamagotchi.
Plugging your digital self into the computer gets you "downloaded", and as you become more and more pixelated, you find yourself standing inside the circuits of the computer itself. More importantly, you see that there's an obstacle - a puzzle that you must solve.
Once you've solved your puzzle, you will be granted access to the Nueva Bork location. Hacker skills. From there, you may devise a trap that will (hopefully?) kill off some of the living. Or you can send a message with your tiny pixelated bodies, in hopes that they will start to kill each other instead. Who knows!
Welcome to your Deadzo Endgame! Complete the Enrichments and receive the opportunity to communicate with the living briefly... or create a trap to kill them and bring them here.
TRAPS
Traps can be as creative as you'd like utilizing the specific location setting. Feel free to theme them based on any number of 1990s cliches or tropes - get as creative as you want!
Work together to brainstorm your trap, and submit the details once you've received mod confirmation that your enrichment is complete.
MESSAGES
Messages to the living should be very brief - 150 characters or less - and appear to the living side through different mediums up to mod discretion. Characters can send up to two messages after completing an enrichment location. Please do not just share who did the murder in the two cases, but go ham.
All traps will go live in the second half of trial.
THE TOWER
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MOTEL
CENTRAL PAWRK
PALLY'S FITNESS
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A THING!
SUBMIT
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