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Looking to his right, Brian finally saw Aileen leave the building. When she entered the car and greeted with a sweet hello and a warm smile, he returned with, "Hey there, Aileen. How was ballet?" The boy smiled at her and began to drive towards Lacey's.

The car skidded to a stop as the duo reached their destination. Brian saw a few people he knew, but it seemed not everyone was here. Pondering on where they could be, the boy opened the car door and proceeded to open the passenger's door. He offered a hand for Aileen, much like how a limo driver would offer their hand to a famous actress about to head for the red carpet. He figured it was a rather... pathetic attempt to lighten the mood.

 

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Chase awoke from his slumber groggily after an awful nights sleep. Suddenly the dreams from that evening came rushing to mind. Everybody from the email. Their blood scattered, leaving only Chase. He couldn't remember the specifics of how they died but knew it was gruesome. With a groan he grabbed his phone to check tumblr. A post from Madeline popped up. Everybody was meeting at Lacey's in five minutes. Without responding he hurriedly dressed himself in the first things he could find, took some money from his mothers purse, she'd understand. He ran out the door. Lacey's was...Where again? He took a moment to think before running in a direction he thought was right.​

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After a good fifteen minute jog he arrived, it seemed not everybody was there yet so Chase ordered a coffee and sat down. He looked around, no sign of Ash yet. After yesterday he was a little scared of seeing her again. He stopped to consider something. Maybe Ash had never even had a single romantic thought about Chase...Maybe it was the other way around. With a groan Chase sipped his coffee and looked around. He saw Cherno about to enter looking troubled. He'd seen Cherno around and recalled the name from the email. After a moment of hesitation Chase left his coffee at the table and walked over towards Cherno "Hey, you're here to meet Madeline too right? Would you like to sit with me?" Chase smiled and gestured back towards his table.​

 

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"Hey there, Aileen. How was ballet?"

Aileen looked over at Brian as he drove and smiled, "It was great, and it kept me distracted from...things." She let out an awkward laugh. It did keep her mind occupied for a couple of hours.

When they reached Lacey's, Aileen unfastened her seatbelt and picked up her bag. As she was doing so, Brian quickly got out of the car and walked to the passenger side to open her door. He offered her, his hand and seeing his generous offer Aileen giggled and played along. She put her hand in his, and as she stepped out of the vehicle, she tried to thank him in the most refined, lady-like voice she could. She giggled again.

"With that aside, shall we go?"

 

Temperance stared at the alarm clock absentmindedly. She was dressed for the day and she had seen Madeline's post, but she couldn't decide what she wanted to do. Stay here in the safe comforts of her home, or out in the open and meet up with the others. It wasn't safe. She was a risk taker, but never towards anything that could potentially kill her. The message on tumblr was loud and clear. They all had questions they wanted answers, but question time was up. Crestatia could kill them all off at once if they congregated. They were sitting ducks.

She pursed her lips as the red numbers changed to 11:47. Here was no choice. She had to go. Temperance slipped her peacoat over her black sweater dress and picked up the white purse sitting on her nightstand. Lacey's. she had already been there once in the last couple of days. Temperance wondered if cherno was going. maybe I should text him. he was the only one she could tolerate. If he didn't go then sh would stand out among those people for sure.

Temperance scrolled through her contact list for his number. It took a minute, but she found it.

are you going?
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She pocketed the phone and walked out to her car in a pair of black heels that Mather her dress. There was a buzz from her phone, but it was only Lindsey. She ignored it and shoved the device back inside her jacket. The car fortunately started on the first try today, which lightened her anxious mood. She would be late, but what did it matter? They would probably be there awhile. As long as she didn't die on the drive there, then there was nothing to worry about. for now.

Temperance took a deep breath and backed out of the driveway, carefully. The trip to Lacey's wouldn't take long, but it was already 11:54. How long would she last in this sick game? Could she make it to the end? To be one of the successors while the others died. Could she truly live with herself knowing it came at the life expense of all those other people?

 

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Finding out that it was all real...was both exciting and terrifying at the same time. How does one react to it? How were the others doing? Who was going to die? If only they had more time to ask things. If only he could actually ask stuff! It was just too unfair.

And weird. And creepy. And disturbing. Painful too. Actually more painful than anything.

Still, despite the soreness he had to go. Seeing the others would help, he thought. So he arrived at Lacey's on time only to see others already there. But instead of greeting them he simply entered the place and took a seat by himself. Nothing would really be done until M got there anyway.

 

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Hearing Aileen giggle gave Brian a cheeky smile. "With that aside, shall we go?" He replied, "Why yes, of course!" Closing the car door behind the pair, he began to walk towards the entrance of Lacey's. Opening the door, and holding it for Aileen to (hopefully) enter, he casually walked into the restaurant and spotted the others once again. Gesturing for Aileen, Brian approached the group. He opened his mouth to greet them, but figured it would be good for Aileen to come out of her shell around large groups.

 

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She was absolutely brimming with joy. The night had been filled with vivid, exciting dreams. When the light tickled her cheeks and the sun began to rise over Coy City, and she had never felt so happy to be alive. She rolled off from her side and tumbled down onto the floor between the pews. She giggled and stared up at the stained glass windows with a content sigh. This was a new day. An exciting day!

A man she had never seen before stood at the front of the church stacking some papers. He glanced over towards her with a welcoming smile, and did not inquire anything. She smiled back and stood, embarrassed that she had fallen the way she did. She brushed off her jeans and checked her phone. It was almost time she was at Lacey's. She ran her fingers through her hair in an attempt to comb it and wondered if anyone would even show up.

It didn't take long for her to find the clothes bin and pick a new outfit for the day (it was somehow perfect) and with that, she was off! Her car started up with ease this time, despite the snow. It was almost...divine, even. Everything was working out so well today so far. Almost as if someone was helping her. ...Thomas?

Her cheeks burned with the thought and her heart began to speed up. This was so strange. She had never felt like this before. Even in death...did he care for her? Could he still be looking out for her in the afterlife? She smiled at first...and then she laughed.

And laughed.

And laughed.

And laughed.

When she was through, she backed out of the parking lot and started off towards Lacey's. Her thoughts were all corrupted by images of him. His smile. His eyes. His glasses, and disheveled hair. His voice. His warmth and kindness. All for her. She was so happy that someone like him had cared for her--maybe even truly loved her, enough to be killed by Crestatia. Is this what people felt like in the movies? No wonder everyone wanted to be in a relationship! Being loved was ... was incredible.

When she arrived at Lacey's, she saw that a lot of them were already getting settled. She was late to her own meet up, what a bummer!

"Sorry guys," She muttered lowly with a short smile as she passed them, sitting at the largest table.

 

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The two best friends walked towards the restaurant. Through the large windows, Aileen could see several familiar faces of students from her school. Brian held the door open for her to walk in. She politely said, "Thank you," as she walked through it. She and Brian then walked towards the group of students. ​

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Stopping in front of them, Aileen had expected to greet them, as he normally seemed to do. But he didn't. Oh, I guess he's trying to get me to do it... Aileen was not necessarily a bad communicator, but she wasn't the best either, especially when there were many people around- Brian knew that. But things were going to have to change eventually. She opened her mouth to speak, "Hello, everyone."​

 

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Chase heard Madeline greet everybody. "Ah never mind I suppose, she's here already, maybe next time?" Chase smiled politely, he went back for his coffee and sat at the same table Madeline picked. "Morning Madeline" He said smiling politely again, a smile's contagious after all...If Chase seemed happy and okay...Hopefully everybody else would be happy and okay. He took a sip of his coffee and waited to find out what was going to be discussed.​

 

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Oh. Looks like he had just arrived in time then.

Moving over to sit in the same table as M, Anthony muttered greetings to everyone. Who else was here? There was the master of logic outside talking to someone. Who? He didn't know. Someone else was out there too. Instead there was M, obviously. She seemed a bit too cheery for all this though. How strange. And then the alien and butterfly.

Who would have thought that these would be the ones on the same boat with him. How odd. They barely even spoke. He had nothing in common with any of them either. They all probably hated him even.

Well...that solved the no romance issue then, huh? Anyway...

"What's there to say on this?"

 

Temperance pulled into the parking lot, relieved that nothing happened. She stepped out of the car, a cool breeze chilling her legs. There were goosebumps, but she tried to ignore the cold rising in her bones. Temperance bit her lip as she stepped inside the diner, heels clicking beneath her feet. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in the faces of her classmates. She didn't smile or greet them. She didn't look at any one of them specifically. She just pursed her lips as if there was a bitter taste in her mouth, placed the coat on the back of a chair, and sat down a few seats away from Madeline.

The obnoxious grin on her face made temperance roll her eyes. She probably disliked Madeline the most. Her bag made a thump as it hit the floor beside her seat. She set her phone on the table in front of her and waved the waitress over to order an iced tea. She paid no one any attention. Temperance picked her phone up off the table and started typing away at it. It she didn't respond to Lindsey soon the whole squad would be on her doorstep before she could blink.

 

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Madeline waited for the other's to come to her. She wasn't trying to be an egotist, but it made the most sense to gather at the largest table, yeah? Everyone was so divided. Maybe that's what Crestatia wanted?

"What's there to say on this?"

She tiled her head curiously. She personally thought there was a lot to talk about, but he was right. They needed a topic. She wasn't used to talking to people or bringing other's together so she kind of gazed off awkwardly for a moment. Then she felt a surge of encouragement run through her. A familiar warmth.

"First thing's first...What do you all think she means by game master? A literal...game? Has she done this before? If it's a game then there should be a way to win. And what do you think...She wants entertainment, right? I'm thinking that maybe if we make things interesting, she won't be as likely to kill."

And then there are the rules, though...They should talk about those too, probably.

 

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Chase considered for a moment "We can most definitely win! She said herself she thinks two of us could go beyond the 100 days so surely there is a way to pull through." Chase smiled and looked at Madeline "Though she said she was doing this for fun...We don't really have any proof that says she's honest...And even if entertainments her game...Then since the idea of her game is that we die, then her idea of entertainment could be suffering. Heart break and things like that."​

 

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With the arrival of the one who called them all, Altair merely closed his eyes and followed the group to the table with his usual smile. Once they got to the table he sat down on the chair. Placing his elbow on the table he rested his cheek on his fist and listened to the words being said.

"Well...lets think of it this way, if she is some sort of deity then the mere lives of humankind should interest her. Fear, ignorance, and many more...we live with so many things that a deity would be unable to feel or experience. What would possibly entertain her is watching how we, the pawns, express those feelings or how we react to the situation being bought." Altair said casually

Closing his eyes Altair smirked as he shook his head "but this is all my hypothesis. After all she was quite annoyed by how most of you all denied the email...she just had to get our attention" Altair said

 

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Cherno looked on as the congregation of the others slowly entered the building. He held his breath, his Rubik's cube shaking in his ghostly pale left hand, which he held close and clenched to his chest. His entire body was rattling as he looked down, a wide and disgusted grimace on his face, eyes closed and hunched by one of the seats for support. It look like he was going to vomit any second. Ugh. S-so many germs. Who had the bright idea of coming here? Fuck Lacey's, seriously. He barely noticed who was who in this mess. Only that there were people. So many people. Shit, this better not be jive-stomping chaotic either, or he would seriously need to leave.

Trying to hold back his despair from bursting out of his mouth, he heard Madeline call out to the group.

"First thing's first...What do you all think she means by game master? A literal...game? Has she done this before? If it's a game then there should be a way to win. And what do you think...She wants entertainment, right? I'm thinking that maybe if we make things interesting, she won't be as likely to kill."

Cherno did his best to steady himself, as he opened his eyes and looked back at Madeline, rife with tremors. He struggled to say something, as something had been on his mind for a while.

"T-the way it was ... it was, ugh, implied, uh ... it- it seems she d-did something before. A- A game, I mean." Damnit, he could barely speak. This was terrible. "S-sorry! E-excuse me." He tried lifting himself further. Come now, Cherno. Be confident-- but ugh this place was so damn dirty the germs were probably all in the air and the dirty dirty people were not helping. Cherno's vision began to blur a bit. "S-sorry. I- Uh, anyhow ... H-haha. I w-wouldn't know if she'd be so semantic as to thinking this would b-be a game we c-could win, y-you dig?" He gulped. "Suff-- suffice to say, she could be the winner out of all of us. M-maybe she wins by killing most of us off. We'd have to m-make it harder, definit-- fuck, sorry -- uh, definitely, sure, haha ... but I like your idea. Ther-- there could be another way, maybe. We di-- We didn't ask the right questions."

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Chase, someone he had not spoken to very much, brought up an interesting point to Cherno. She wanted them to all suffer, perhaps? If she was malevolent, she would do it for fun. If she was benevolent, however ... perhaps this had an ulterior motive? One hundred days to live. What if she wanted them to show the kindness through the cruelty?

But if they were to stay alive, did they have to be cruel to each other?

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Cherno was about to faint. Again. There is no way he could think rationally here. He contemplated returning with his special suit and a mask.

 

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"Never mind, I guess the meeting about to start." He said seeing that Madeline had arrive. He didn't waste anytime heading over the the table she'd sat at. Once there he decided to remain quiet until someone decided to start. He didn't even bother with getting a refreshment since he didn't need one at the moment.​

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"First thing's first...What do you all think she means by game master? A literal...game? Has she done this before? If it's a game then there should be a way to win. And what do you think...She wants entertainment, right? I'm thinking that maybe if we make things interesting, she won't be as likely to kill."

"If she is the game master, then odds are this isn't the first time she's done this. Especially since she had a predecessor. If there is a way to win, then it won't be easy to find." He started. Make things interesting. It was a possibility, one he didn't have any suggestion to, but it was a start.

 

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Yuna was about to reply to Abigail, when she saw the others come in. Madeline followed soon after.


After a little, Madeline spoke.

"First thing's first...What do you all think she means by game master? A literal...game? Has she done this before? If it's a game then there should be a way to win. And what do you think...She wants entertainment, right? I'm thinking that maybe if we make things interesting, she won't be as likely to kill."
Yuna considered this. Then another person spoke.

"We can most definitely win! She said herself she thinks two of us could go beyond the 100 days so surely there is a way to pull through. Though she said she was doing this for fun...We don't really have any proof that says she's honest...And even if entertainments her game...Then since the idea of her game is that we die, then her idea of entertainment could be suffering. Heart break and things like that."

Yuna was about to answer, but was interrupted.

"T-the way it was ... it was, ugh, implied, uh ... it- it seems she d-did something before. A- A game, I mean... ...S-sorry! E-excuse me... ...S-sorry. I- Uh, anyhow ... H-haha. I w-wouldn't know if she'd be so semantic as to thinking this would b-be a game we c-could win, y-you dig? Suff-- suffice to say, she could be the winner out of all of us. M-maybe she wins by killing most of us off. We'd have to m-make it harder, definit-- fuck, sorry -- uh, definitely, sure, haha ... but I like your idea. Ther-- there could be another way, maybe. We di-- We didn't ask the right questions."

Yuna waited, and when no one else said anything else, she added to what Chase had said. "Suffering and heart break could work, but if that was all we did, she'd catch on quick. Not saying she's smart, but doing the same thing over and over gets old and becomes obvious. We'd need variety. " Yuna checked her phone. No word from Nick. Hopefully, he was okay.

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Temperance sat quietly tapping away at the phone. She continued to appear indifferent, mulling over what had already been said. Cherno was acting strange again. What was his deal? She sighed inwardly as they all began to hope there was a way for them all to survive? Was there? Could they potentially make it out alive? All of them, well, except for Thomas. Her eyes narrowed across the table at cherno and she we her phone down, a bit forcefully. "The right questions weren't asked? How were we supposed to know what the right questions were until she opened her mouth? At least some of us did ask questions, whether they were righ or not. The rest of may well have not been there, you were so quiet."

Her gaze scornfully crossed the races of those in the auditorium that hadn't spoken up. It was their fault he right questions weren't asked, not the small few that had spoken. Her gaze moved back to cherno, locking onto his nervous expression. He really didn't seem well and harassing him wouldn't help, but it had irked her since crestatia told them they asked wrong.

 

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Oh. Right. These people were annoying. She had almost forgotten the reason she ever avoided them to begin with. So emotional. So sensitive.

Temperance was being bitchy as always, Chase was obnoxiously exuberant, and Cherno was a nervous wreck. The only one who seemed tolerable to her was Altair. What a damper. She had been so excited, too.

She gazed around the table, quietly wondering who would die next. It wouldn't be her, probably. She wanted to, after all. A truly cruel ... whatever Crestatia was, would most likely not put her out of her misery. She hoped she would.

It seemed they all believed Crestatia wanted drama. Was there a way to fake that, though? ...Did they even have to? She lowered her eyes. There were already so many negative feelings between some of them. What did Crestatia want them to do? Kill each other?

She bit her lip and decided to wait for more thoughts on the matter, ordering herself a glass of water.

 

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"What if this game isn't just about Crestatia's entertainment?" Chase suggested "I mean we have no reason to trust anything she tells us. What if she's trying to make better people out of us? So to not be killed would be to become a better person...In her point of view anyway. Perhaps by following the rules of this game she expects some of us to be better people, anyone who doesn't...Passes away. So her motive could be to create her perfect world with her perfect people." Chase thought about what he had just said, it certainly seemed like a possibility to him. "But there's not too much to support what I'm saying is there? We don't have a lot to go on...And that last rule...That could have been the huge sign post with the name of the game...Well we had one chance to ask about things, maybe we'll get another."