DCW IRL Round 5: Game, Set, Match!

[Sakila 88]

"It was just sosososososoooooo nice to meet you, Kamila!!!! We have to talk again, rightrightright???"

Sakila skipped around the girl, her face as bright as the second she'd seen the invitation. Kamila seemed a bit--scratch that, VERY uncomfortable. But that was okay! Because they were finally in Australia! And Sakila wouldn't to allow anyone around her to be upset as long as she was in Australia.

"Well, I guess this is where we say our goodbyes," said Sakila as they exited the gate. Kamila looked more relieved than anything. Sakila pouted and looked at her one more time. "Ooooohhhh...." Sakila suddenly glomped her, leading Kamila to let out a small shout. "I'm gonna miss youuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!"

A few heads turned to stare at them, one of them belonging a tall Asian man who seemed annoyed and uninterested. He gave her a look before turning his attention to something else. I think he was on the same flight as us....Sakila raised an eyebrow but paid it no attention.

The two parted and Sakila walked around the airport for a bit before finding an appealing bookstore. She immediately entered it, dragging her three cases and heavy purse with her. She walked around the small store, looking at the various shelves before stopping at the teen section.

Sakila had always loved books. When she was little, her mother would always take her to the library or neighborhood bookstore. And after her death, Sakila had found solace in literature. She inspected the shelf in private. The teen section was obscured from most of the other parts of the bookstore and Sakila found she preferred it that way.

Mother... I miss you.

"Mommy, now!!!"

"Just a second, honey, let Mommy finish this and then we'll go, ok?"

"No! I wanna go now!!"

"Honey..."

Sakila couldn't help but overhear the conversation. She turned a corner and found herself in view of the checkout register in the front, though it was still quite far away. She was now standing in he periodical section. In front of the far shelf was a young woman and a boy no older than four.

"Mommy, stop it!!"

"Okay, honey, let me just pay for this."

"No! No! No! I wanna go now!!!"

The boy clung to his mother's leg, obviously upset. She bent down and pried him off. "Stay here," she instructed. "I'll be right back."

What a spoiled child, thought Sakila, pouting her lips just so. How dare he speak that way? He should be punished!

Sakila's mother had done that. She'd punished her whenever she did something bad. But that was okay, because later, they'd always go to the bookstore together. The scars on her back didn't even hurt anymore. Not after all the years since her mother had died. Sakila loved her mother very, very much.

"Mommy, you're so mean," the child screamed as his mother made her way to the cash register. "I don't like you! I don't like you at all! I HATE YOU MOMMY!!!"

I HATE YOU MOMMY!!!

Sakila dropped her things to the ground.

I HATE YOU MOMMY!!!

She picked up the heaviest book she could find on the shelf nearest her.

...HATE YOU, MOMMY!!!

She dragged her feet towards the little boy, her vision going red, her hands shaking. How dare he? HOW DARE HE?!

"I HATE YOU SO MU--who are you?!" The child looked up at Sakila, his face still twisted in a scowl. Sakila raised the book...

And swung.

The impact was great and the boy yelped and hit the floor. It felt good, Sakila realized. The bastard deserved it anyway! How dare the spoiled idiot say that to his mother?! How dare he?!

Sakila heard shouting coming from behind her, but she couldn't care less. She kicked the helpless child in the face with the heel of her boot, causing a deep line of red to appear. Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms grab her from behind as the mother and cashier knelt by the unmoving boy's side.

"Get her out of here!!" The mother screamed and Sakila allowed herself to be dragged. Her right boot left a trail of blood on the wood floor of the bookstore. She grinned at it triumphantly. Only once they were in the lobby did Sakila turn around to see who it was that held her.

(Yeesh! That was tough! The beginning was crappy, I know. So yeah, my character is a deranged lunatic who has mommy issues. Who wants to be the one who pulled me out of the bookstore?)

[tengaku squared 291]

(I will.)

Mark was walking by the bookstore when he heard a loud noise. He ran to the source of the noise, and found an interesting scene. A unconscious, bleeding boy on the floor and 'Sakila', who was obviously the perpetrator. He sighed, then walked up and dragged 'Sakila' out of the store.

He took her to a rather quiet area of the airport, and only then did he release this 'Sakila'. He scratched his head, then looked at her, from her head to her feet, which were covered with blood. "Hey, you're Sakila, right? No, you're not Sakila, are you? Who exactly are you, huh?" He frowned, then loosened. "I suppose I don't have any reason to ask why you'd be using a fake name. More importantly, why did you do that? You know it's not nice to hurt children. You might've killed him." He walked up to 'Sakila' and grabbed her by the neck, stared into her eyes intensely. "People like you...I hate. I really hate." He let go of 'Sakila', then walked off.

"People don't hurt others for no reason. Wonder what her reason was." This thought was bothering him. He didn't really hate the girl. He said that on the spur of the moment. He was curious. Then he realized he'd probably never see this 'Sakila' again. "Why do I even care about that girl?"

He put the bloody scene and the girl out of his head, then headed to the airport exit.

[Sakila 88]

Fear. That was the first thing that popped into her head. It was the man from before. The man from the gate, from the airplane. She'd never noticed it before, but he scared her.

He'll kill me, she thought immediately. Her grin disappeared and a petrified expression replaced it. She felt her right arm tickle as a drop of blood made it's way from her elbow to her wrist.

But she was too scared to move, too scared to wipe it away.

"Hey, you're Sakila, right?

She tried to respond, but he answered his own question a second later.

"No, you're not Sakila, are you? Who exactly are you, huh?"

Her blood was chilled and even the Australian summer heat wasn't enough to warm her suddenly cold body. How? How could he have known? How could he have know that she wasn't who she claimed to be? Nonononono, he couldn't have known. He was just messing with her. He was trying to scare her. Well, she'd make sure he wouldn't succeed anymore.

Sakila clenched her fists, ready to counter. But he continued, not seeming to notice her change in temperament.

"I suppose I don't have any reason to ask why you'd be using a fake name. More importantly, why did you do that? You know it's not nice to hurt children. You might've killed him."

What was he trying to say? Sakila was confused. She was just punishing a bad child. A very, very bad child. Why, if Sakila had said something like that to HER mommy, she wouldn't have been alive right now. She was about to explain to the strange man when he suddenly came forward and grabbed her neck.

Her pupils dilated, her body went numb. He was going to kill her. He was going to kill her right then and there. She wouldn't be able to escape. She was going to die. Sakila was going to die. His eyes were boring holes into her.

"People like you...I hate. I really hate."

Then he let her go and left. Just like that.

Sakila shakily brought her hands up to her neck, still feeling death hanging over her. But she was alive.

She realized that she was covered in blood and slowly made her way to a nearby restroom. She'd left her luggage and purse in the bookstore. Thank goodness she'd stuck the invitation letter in her pocket during the plane ride. She knew where to go:

14 Herbert Street

Artarmon, NSW 2064

AUSTRALIA

But she couldn't go there with bloody clothes. Not only did it look shocking, it wasn't cute in the least!

Forgetting all about the scary Asian man, Sakila grabbed a suitcase near the restroom and dragged it with her inside. Finding the cutest ensemble she could, Sakila changed and threw her bloody outfit into the trash. She left the suitcase wide open on the bathroom floor.

Pulling the hood of her new sweater over her head, Sakila skimpered past a group of security guards rushing to find a bloody girl in pink and black. She was grateful for her new blue and green outfit. Exiting the airport at breakneck speed, Sakila caught a bus and made her way to the TV studio, putting the episode at the airport behind her.

(I apologize for my extremely long posts ^^"

As for the address, we need to have somewhere to go--so I googled an Australian TV Studio~ Hope it's alright for everyone?)

[Kaitou Kid Legendary Thief 197]

(So many crazy fellas! <3 oh I'm sooooo going to love this.)

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M quietly and carefully stepped into the apartment so as not to wake and notify the man of her presence. Quickly, she grabbed some loose clothing, jacket and pants and changed into them. She then tied up her hair in a ponytail and stuffed under her cap. She then packed a few t-shirts, jackets and whatever she needed and left the apartment. It wasn't really difficult to pack as she has only few belongings. She practically took everything belonging to her, leaving behind only her school uniform and school books.

It took M about 2 hours to finally reach the airport. On foot. Most of the public transport had already stopped and she wasn't capable of taking a cab. But then again, this is not unusual for her. Because her foster guardian never actually gave her any allowance (and she never asks for any), so she tried not to take any public transport. Her reputation for her stamina and speed is thanks to all this 'training'. She pulled out a tiny pocket watch from her pocket and checked the time. She was half an hour before check-in time ends. She went to check-in at the counter and proceeded to the plane.

She was pretty surprised that the ticket she got was actually for a first class cabin. She hasn't really taken a plane before, so she could not tell the difference between an economy class or a first class. She just sat down at where she was supposed to sit. It wasn't long before the plane started to take flight. M just sat (and eaten and slept) through the entire journey without asking for anything else or doing anything else at all. Finally after a full 9 hours, she reached Australia.

After she got off the plane, she wondered what to do. There were no program staff around. M wonders if the game has already started. She glanced around the airport trying to see if she could find any hints. There was a commotion where a boy got attacked and kicked by a girl right beside her. Some blood seemed to have been caught on her then. She wasn't really bothered by the blood though. No thoughts even, for the boy. She's more concerned about finding her way around in the airport.

'...'

She then walked right out of the commotion nonchalantly and continued to search for the exit without bothering to wipe away the blood still on her...

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Oh I finally met you Sakila~ :V (I just didn't mention)

[tengaku squared 291]

"That girl. Again." He sighed. He quickly took out a hat and put it on, concealing his face. "I don't think she noticed me. She changed out of her bloody outfit, it looks like. Well, no wonder. That much blood would've given her away."

The bus went and stopped at various stations. Mark was annoyed that 'Sakila' didn't leave on any of the stations. "Come on, don't you have somewhere else to be? Unless..."

"Oh, man. She's one of the invitees as well?" Mark knew if he was spotted, it wouldn't be good. Especially after what he said back there. But he really didn't have a choice. If they were really both headed to the same place, he'd be spotted anyway. Might as well. Mark stood up and walked next to 'Sakila'. He took his hat off, slowly, and grinned. "Hey. You aren't getting away that easily," he mouthed. Then he put his hat back on, and walked back to his seat as if nothing happened.

He crossed his arms. "This is gonna be fun."

(:3)

[mabel 59]

Kamila sighed. Finally, she could at least have some peace and quiet. She looked around the airport.

Observation; Done. The hotel is on the right,the cafe is on the left, and the big glass windows her

infront of me Ah, look, the train. Just in time. I should get on. Kamila thought.

The train ride was long. So Kamila took out her DS and played on it for a while.

She picked up some bits and pieces of conversations here and there.

"Why's a young girl here at such a time?"

"I heard that there was a fight.."

"Someone hit a little boy.."

"Oh, her name was Sak-"

No, no, no, please, don't let it be her... thought Kamila

"-ila"

Kamila put on her earphones. She hoped that what she heard wasn't true.

[Pokemon Trainer N challenges you to a battle!]

Not again! Thought Kamila.

(crazy people scare me ouo)

[Sakila 88]

She was gone. She was out of the airport, far away. She never had to face any of that ever again.

Sakila was usually never alone. This was her first time. She always had her roommate with her. And before her roommate, it was her mother. Both were very special to Sakila. And usually, she loved both of them very much. Except sometimes. Those sometimes were when her roommate took her to the doctors and they stuck all sorts of terrible, terrible needles into her arms. She doubted her roommate knew the reason why. Heck, Sakila herself didn't know the reason why they did that.

Her mother had once explained that it kept her "good" but Sakila didn't like it. The doctors were mean. In fact, sometimes, they seemed to want to kill her.

So many people wanted to kill her. And Sakila was all alone. So, so alone. What else could a poor girl like herself do besides defend herself from the killer doctors?

I bet that Asian man is a doctor, she suddenly thought. It kinda made sense. That's why he was out to get her.

I'll kill him.

Simple. She'd just kill him before he killed her. She'd done that once: killed one of the doctors. But he'd deserved to die. He'd always called her honey, and asked her to call him Daddy. But she would have none of that. Her mother had told her that her father had died a long, long time ago. But when the doctor had started to insult her mother, she'd had enough. He said he should've never had left Sakila with that lunatic. And that was when Sakila had reached over for the surgical knife on the table and...

Well, let's just say that that particular story hadn't ended well.

Sakila smiled slightly at the memory and turned to look out at the scenery out the window. But her grin vanished as soon as it had appeared.

She immediately saw him. Her hands unconsciously fluttered to her throat and her eyes grew wide.

That man. Again. She inhaled shakily.

Walking up to her, he mouthed, "Hey. You aren't getting away that easily." He was grinning. He had the nerve to grin as she cowered in fear. Then he put his hat back on, and walked back to his seat as if nothing happened.

Sakila gripped the metal pole tighter, feeling the cold seep into her palms. She heard a passenger complain about the heat but all she felt was a numbing coldness.

She looked at him, mentally egging him to forget and leave. Get off at the next stop. Get off at the next stop. Please, get off at the next stop.

She shut her eyes and wished him away, but he was still there: a threat to her safety. They passed so many stops, but he didn't even budge.

Come on, don't you have somewhere else to be? Unless...

It couldn't be!

Oh, nonononono! He's one of the invitees as well?

This is going to be the end of me!

(Copy/paste~)

(Also, apparently, there are daddy issues as well~)

[Kaitou Kid Legendary Thief 197]

M took out the letter once more.

She fiddled around with it and found that the address was actually written there.

With that, she kept the letter and headed towards the train station (she found directions finally.)

Along the way, she found that she realized many people had their attention on her. She seemed to have attracted many stares and peeks and pointy fingers from strangers.

"Ah." M glanced down at the huge patch of bloodstain on her sleeve all the way to her hand and fingertips.

'... Could it be this?' M stared hard at the partially dried blood on her hand. Suddenly, something stirred in her. Instinctively, she lifted the blood stained hand up to her nose and mouth, paused for a moment and put it down again.

'What... was that..?'

She took out a tissue and wiped the blood on her hand. Then she took off her jacket, flipped it inside out and put it on again.

She then entered the train station.

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@mabel: then you'd better beware. :V many more crazy people are coming

[mabel 59]

SKREEEEEEECCCCHHHHH!!!!!!!!

Kamila looked up.

[Final Station-All Passengers Please Get Off]

Kamila took her suitcase and walked out. The wind greeted her with a strong blow.

She looked around. There seems to be nothing except for grass...

she thought.

Bzz-Bzzzztt she spun around. There, was a big, big, big building infront of her.

The lights just came on...did it sense that I was here? Kamila thought.

The train tracks...Is there a bridge? She looked to her left. Theres one!

She ran up to the bridge and down it, and walked up to the doors. Kamila took out that invitation.

Its here all right... she thought and opened the doors. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary inside.

No one was at the reception, though. she sat down on one of the sofas, and took out her DS.

[samurott fainted!] Tick, tick, tick... Went the clock

(@KKLT ouo no wayyy >.<)

[Rukia Kurosaki 357]

Ash left her flight and headed off on her own, dragging her half-empty suitcase along. She stopped by the book shop to check for a newly-printed sequel she'd had her eye on, pausing as she noticed a slight commotion. There was a kid on the floor, and a girl was dragged out of the store by another man... That couldn't have been good. Ignoring the fact that she'd miss her train, she jogged to the gift shop and ran back, getting into the store just as the whimpering child was sitting up. With a smile, Ash knelt down and proffered the white teddy bear, asking, "What's your name?" The boy sniffed and answered, "S- Sota..."

Ash ruffled his hair as his frantic mother was trying to explain the situation to a security guard. She glanced at the pair, then turned her attention back to the child. "Well, Sota-kun... can you tell me what happened?" The boy frowned, his eyes downcast, and muttered, "I guess... M- my mommy went over to pay for a book, and this girl came over and hit me with a book." Only a child can say things this bluntly... "I see... and what happened before that?" Sota blushed, adding, "I... I said something mean to mommy... I told her I hated her..." Ash smiled as she took a candy from her pocket and pressed it into the boy's hand. "We all say things we don't mean. That's because we don't know any better... If you promise you'll apologize and never say that to her again, I can promise you she'll forgive you. Okay?"

With a small smile the boy nodded, and Ash stood, adding, "The bear's name is Sonkei. Don't forget, okay?" She waved and walked off without a word to the mother, trusting that Sota would relay his story to her later. "Now to find another train..." With a sigh, she crossed her arms and studied the train schedule. "Great... half an hour." With time to kill, she sat on a bench and thought to herself. People who harm others... those are the worst kind. They're the kind who take people from you with no remorse, no humanity... She shook her head, avoiding thoughts of Saul, her jacket, his jacket, pulled tighter around her shoulders. Focus on the destination... A gameshow... something fun and interesting. Far away from those thoughts

[Kaitou Kid Legendary Thief 197]

@mabel: Yes way

@AG4E: Australian Tv studio it is~

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M went down to the information counter and presented the address to the staff.

He told M that she was to get off at St. Leonards Station. She looked at the price list and wondered how she could get to the tv station. Perhaps the game has already started. The staff had provided an air ticket but no transportation.

M took a look at the giant map of the area and found that the TV station is of a walk-able distance from the airport. And so, she decided to just walk there. She grabbed a piece of "map" from the information counter and headed off.

After about an hour, M finally reached her destination.

"..."

She went in.

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Ta-daaah~ Nice and simple.

[Misaki-chan 164]

Misaki exited the airport, the fresh Australian air filling her lungs and the warm sun soaking into her skin. She did a small twirl, her bright green sweatshirt fluttering behind her. She let out a happy sigh. "Man, I love Australia!"

You've only been here for a half hour Misa.

"So? I can love any place in a matter of seconds!"

I get it. Now come on, we should hurry. The bus heading towards that address will be here soon!

"Got it. Do you want me to read that book we got at the bookstore in the airport to you?"

No, it's fine, don't worry. I can wait till we get to a hotel room or something. People may not like it if you read the book aloud.

"But I wouldn't be doing any harm!"

But still. Whether or not you're doing any harm, not everyone thinks like you. And hurry! The bus will be at the station at any moment!

She began to walk a little faster as the station came into view. Sadly, so did the bus. Her eyes widen as she pressed her legs to go faster, starting to run as fast as she could. She just made it, panting as she entered the bus. After paying the bus fee, she headed towards the back of the bus and grabbed a seat. Setting her bags down, she looked over to Feya and asked, "So how many stops till we get to the station?"

Quite a few. We have to get off at the last stop and we're still near the beginning of the route.

She let out a whiney sound. "That long?! Geez~"

Oh, be patient. You won't die. Why don't you people watch? You always like doing that. And eat a snack. You're probably hungry from the flight.

Misaki gave a nod as she took out the small baggie of cookies and snacked on them. The taste of sweetness filled her mouth as a content sigh left her lips. Her eyes started to watch the people on the bus, which pretty much meant everyone since she was on the back of the bus. She had always loved people watching. It was interesting. Far more interesting than anything else.

Her eyes locked onto the head of a girl, clad in blue and green. She was standing, her hand holding onto the bar to keep her standing while the bus was moving. Her eyebrows furrowed as she squinted at the girl. Haven't I seen her before?

She's that girl from the bookstore, isn't she?

It clicked. Her mind flashed back to when she saw them.

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"Got the book you wanted!"

Misaki came walking out of the bookstore, waving the bag with the newly purchased item as she walked towards Feya. Sorry you had to go through the trouble of buying the book.

"It's fine," she smiled, "anything for you!"

Her friend gave her a smile, though her eyebrows soon furrowed together in confusion. She gave a confused look as she asked, "What's wrong?"

Feya lifted her arm up, pointing in the direction she was facing. She turned around, watching the scene that was unfolding in front of her. A grinning girl was being dragged away by an Asian man (around his 20s), a trail of blood following her. By moving a few feet, she could see a young boy on the ground being looked over by a woman (perhaps his mother) and the cashier that she had paid for the book. "I wonder what happened..."

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"You're right," she agreed as her eyes didn't leave the girl. She could see the girl turn towards the window, a slight grin on her face rise onto her face only for it to be gone just as quickly. Her hand reached towards her throat. A man, the same one who had dragged the girl out of the store, walked towards her, mouthing something to her with a grin before heading back to his seat and putting his hat on his head. She couldn't tell what was being said, but Feya seemed to. He said, "Hey. You aren't getting away that easily." Though I don't know what he means by that.

The girl's hand tightened up on the bar, obviously agitated from the man's words. Her sight seemed to lock on the man, glaring at the man. Stop after stop, her eyes stayed on the girl, though she never got off. The man didn't either. "I wonder..." she started.

Wonder what? If they're invitees like you? Well, seeing how we're coming into the last stop, they probably are.

"That makes sense~"

The bus slowed to a stop as an announcement came out onto the speaker. "Last stop! All passengers must get off at this time!

"Guess you're right then," she said as she got up, ready to leave as she stuffed the empty bag that had once contained cookies into her pocket. The others did the same, exiting in an orderly fashion from the bus. As the bus left them there, she looked at the building in front of them.

It looks like a TV station. Probably is, seeing how we were invited onto a gameshow.

She stood there longer, just looking at the building. The man had already left and went in, but the other one, the girl, stayed. She glanced over to the girl before turning over to Feya (who was on the other side of her) and asked, "Feya~ Should I introduce myself to her?"

Well, seeing how she heard you, yeah. You should.

So Misaki turned back to the girl, who was giving her a look. But she payed no mind as she smiled, "Nice to meet you! I'm Misaki!"

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(and so I meet people )

[Sakila 88]

He had gone into the same building as she had been planning to.

Sakila waited outside the TV Studio. Who knows, she thought, maybe he went in for something else.

Should she enter? She had come all this way.

Sakila was steeling her nerves when she heard someone say "Feya~ Should I introduce myself to her?" Sakila looked up. A girl.... No one was outside the building save for them. Was she talking to me? It distracted her from her thoughts of the evil man, so Sakila decided she should engage in the upcoming conversation.

"Nice to meet you! I'm Misaki!"

"Hi," said Sakila, trying to match her cheery tone. Usually, it wouldn't have been a problem, but she was still in defense mode. "I'm Sakila! Are you one of the invitees of the game show?"

She was a pretty girl, a few grand inches taller than Sakila, but seemed more like a child than anything. Misaki acknowledged that, yes, she was an invitee, and Sakila felt more relaxed for some reason. The two began walking up towards the double doors of the building, Misaki constantly smiling, and Sakila trying to.

[Rukia Kurosaki 357]

Ash stepped off of the train and onto the platform with a relieved sigh. Because of the bookstore incident, she'd be late, but at least she could make it by a slimmer margin. She jogged out to the main road, following a map she'd bought at the station. "Alright, one turn here, and..." There was a large building, impressive but reserved, and a small group was gathered at the front. "Guess that's where I enter..." Gripping the edge of her jacket she walked to the front area, her stomach growling and her mind racing. "I wonder what the show's going to- okay... I'm hungry..." With a sigh she dug a smushed pack of poptarts from her luggage. "This should be fine, for now." She stared at her stomach, frowning. Still not an inch of fat, and no luck in getting an even slightly feminine shape over the last month, either. "Ah, well, they won't mistake my gender..." She munched on a poptart, taking a place behind two girls to stand and wait to hear any instructions.

[Misaki-chan 164]

"Hi!" said the girl cheerily, though Feya noticed she seemed a bit defensive. "I'm Sakila! Are you one of the invitees of the game show?"

She nodded happily, "Yep! I am! Are you too?"

She responded, "Yep."

The silvered hair woman noted she looked more relaxed. Not surprising. Misaki wasn't the most intimidating person and as a result, people often felt a bit more relaxed.

The two girls walked up to the double doors, chatting happily, with Feya following a few feet behind. Like usual, her friend was smiling happily as the new person tried her best to do the same. While the woman was wary of Sakila, the girl had already seem to have won the heart of her friend.

The lobby was nice. Simple but cute. It was nice. The woman noticed a sign, an arrow pointing down a hallway. Misaki, look over there. It's a sign pointing down a hallway. Probably leads to where the show is being held.

Misaki looked towards the sign before exclaiming, "You're right Feya! You're so observant!"

She then turned her attention to Sakila as she pointed, "Come on, it seems the gameshow is that way."

Before her new friend could respond, she hooked her arm around hers and began to skip towards the sign, excited for what would happen.

[Tsukiko 73]

After a long flight and even longer train ride(someone's tired...) Tsukiko finally found herself outside of a tv stadium. Johan had come with her after a discussion which had led their both into a conclusion they had the same destination and the same reason to travel to Australia so suddenly.

"Hey, there is already some people here." The girl pointed a small group near the entrance and made the boy sigh.

"And may I ask why you are acting in so hyper way?"

"I'm not hyper. I'm just excited. The exam week bored the hell out of me." Tsukiko retorted. "Didn't it do the same thing to you?"

"Well, yeah..." Johan shrugged but when he looked back to the girl who was supposed to walk next to him, he noticed she had started to run towards the group near the entrance. "Hey, wait!" He sprinted after her.

Tsukiko was almost at the group when she tripped and fell on her face. In her mind she thanked she wore long jeans and not a skirt.

"Auts...(Ouch...)" She mumbled as she lifted her head up to see a hand extented to her direction.

"You need help?"

"Uh... Thanks." Tsukiko grabbed the hand and helped herself up.

[Lovestruck 70]

[since all players voted, then 'Game, set, match' is gonna be the title of this round. Also, thank you all for keeping the thread active, it is a good thing, because I did not expect it. Good job people!

I loved all the bloody-crazy action thingies too. but, this is only the beginning. you should prepare yourself for not only a new important character, but for the bloodbath. (;; I just hope everyone likes surprises.. 'cause we're gonna have a lot of those.]

[Kaitou Kid Legendary Thief 197]

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M went in.

There were already people in the TV station. Probably invitees. Age range from kids to teenagers. M spotted a face in the crowd. A girl. She stared at her for a while. "..."

Her face had a sense of familiarity, but she could not remember (and didn't bother to).

Because, M walked all the way to the tv station under the hot sun, her jacket was probably soaked and she needed to take it off.

"..." She remembered the blood stain. Probably not the best idea to attract too much attention. Discreetly she headed to the nearest washroom.

Just as she was about to enter the washroom, a janitor came out of the washroom and stopped her.

"Hey boy, the male washroom is not here. You should head to the other side of the building." With that, the janitor placed a "wet floor" sign and started to clean the floors.

"..." M paused (and hesitated) for a moment... before heading to the other side of the building. (:V)

After changing into another jacket that she had with her, she plugged the sink and filled it with water. As her jacket was waterproof, it was really easy to get the blood stains off. She just needed some concentration. However, even this, proved not easy with some weirdos coming in and do their job while singing. There was an old one who randomly started chatting with (telling would be more exact) her about life and and another who volunteered to help her with the washing and giving random advice about chemical solutions. Even so, not before long, she was done. She used the hand dryer for a bit to dry the jacket and when it was nearly dry, she kept it back into her backpack and left, leaving the guy who was 'chatting' with her to talk to himself. She needn't listen to how his wife left him after he lost his fortune and stuff...

With that, she returned to the tv station lobby.

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:V

[Henry Gordan 20]

(Aah. is it my turn to continue? But I can't get anything right now)

[Tsukiko 73]

One of the other participants helped Tsukiko up. She saw it was a girl but Tsukiko didn't bother to look closer. She could do that a bit later... possibly.

They all were led inside and one person who came later joined them pretty soon. It was a round for introductions. Tsukiko, Johan, Misaki&Feya, Kamila, Sakila, Amber, Mark and Ash. Seven females and two males. They're left alone for a while and Tsukiko has a chance to observe them. Give them a 'freak stare' like her few friends called it.

Kamila... She had taken her DS and started to play with it. Not a nerd or a geek. Chatted a bit with Sakila and Misaki.

"She shuts down easily..." Tsukiko thought.

Sakila... Just looking at her face Tsukiko could see the girl had some issues with her parents. And on her arm was visible some needle marks. Medicine or drugs... Probably the fromer one. Nobody else seemed to notice them. Or if did they didn't say anything. The girl looked also slightly familiar.

"The incident at the airport's bookstore... Yeah, definitely mummy issues. Loner lunatic..."

Mark... He talked a bit with others, not much. Seemed to prefer single work over teamwork.

"I have a bugging feeling about him... Do I know him from somewhere?"

Misaki and Feya... They're close. Really close. Lovers? No, no lovey-dovey glances to each others. Friends? Not close enough. Siblings? Too different appearances. Parallel personalities balncing each others? Crazy idea but possible.

Ash... She's waiting for someone to think her as a boy. Nothing special yet.

Amber... Is that really her name? She doesn't talk to anyone. Does she even know the definition of the word 'friend'?

Johan... "He's probably the most normal one of us. Even I'm slightly crazy."

Tsukiko smirked to herself. "Welcome to the freak show."

[mabel 59]

Kamila looked around. Whoo, they're all older than me.

Hey, look, its that Sakila. Kamila tiptoes away from her and

took another spot. She observed around.

Person That left-She/he looks pretty. Is it a boy or girl? Kamila tried to remember her/his face. Hey- she/he went out before I could fully take note of her face.

Ash- She seems so cool. She's easy to remember because of her hair.

Sakila-She seems the same, but it seems she has some new friends.

Misaki-She looks pretty too. The black hair..I better not get confused..

Johan- Wooow he's soo tall...I probably shouldn't ask him to play basketball with me..

Mark-He's scary.

Tsukiko-Wooow, she's tall too..I better not ask her to play baseball with me..

Kamila was bored. So she took out her DS and played on it.

[Team Plazma N challenges you to a battle!] Not him again!

(ouo Mark's scary)

[tengaku squared 291]

Mark walked over to Tsukiko. "Stop staring at me," he said. "And what do ya mean, freak show?" He looked around, then whispered, "The only real freak here is that 'Sakila' girl. She's a bit...deranged, to say." He shrugged, then continued, "Anyway, this gameshow...is likely going to require a little teamwork. Mind if we team up for a bit?" He waited for her answer, then walked over to Ash.

"Ash, is it? You see that girl over there?" He motioned to 'Sakila'. "You remember that airport incident? She's the girl that made the boy bleed." He paused, then thought out what he was going to say next. "I'm her current legal caretaker, but she ran out from me when she received that invitation. It was by sheer luck that I happened to get one too. You mind helping me keep an eye on her?" He began to walk back to where he was before, then he turned and grinned. "By the way, are you a boy or girl?"

(Hmmm, alliances.)

(ouo Mark's scary)

:<

[Sakila 88]

(Real quick, people, um, no one but Misaki can see Feya. She's an imaginary friend, alrighty?)

Sakila was chatting a bit more amiably with Misaki. The taller girl seemed to have this aura of happiness around her which relaxed her companions easily. It was even more effective on Sakila who was a happy person by nature.

"You're right Feya! You're so observant!"

Sakila stopped in her tracks. Who? Feya? Who was that? They'd been talking about how they'd gotten their invitations when suddenly Misaki acknowledged someone who wasn't there.

"Come on, it seems the game show is that way."

Misaki started running towards a sign and Sakila had no other choice but to follow. Once she caught up to the other girl, Sakila asked, "Who's Feya?"

Misaki blinked but then answered, "Feya is my friend! She's right here" Misaki gave a big grin and pointed to the air in front of her. Sakila stared at the unoccupied spot, not really surprised to see there was nothing there. Noting her confusion, Misaki added, "You probably can't see her. Feya is special, so special that not even my parents can see her. But she's still there! Say hi, Feya!"

Sakila's mother had told her about these kinds of people. They were crazy. Her mother used the term "insane" but Sakila had always preferred calling them plain out crazy though. The word just made sense. Sakila wondered what it felt like to be crazy.

But Misaki seemed like a good person and Sakila didn't want to lose their newly formed friendship. "Hi," she replied to the thin air.

The two walked into a room containing all the contestants and Sakila gave the group a once-over. Her eyes immediately locked on to the figure of the evil man. Great. Just great.

Sakila had to spend more time cowering in fear. What should she do? What COULD she do?

The answer loomed above her head like clouds. Of course, she'd have to kill him. This final encounter was the last straw.

"...even though Feya has been with me since I was nine! I mean, I think blue's her best color, but she should experiment, right?" Sakila nodded, not really listening. She wasn't able to focus on any of the other invitees too much. She was already in the midst of a deep plot to kill the bad man.

"See Feya, she agrees! Huh?... Sakila, Feya asks if there's something wrong. Are you okay?"

Blinking, Sakila turned back to Misaki. "Oh, um, no, let's take a seat."

With that, Misaki began talking animatedly again as the two took their seats. Over the short span of time, the evil man got up and talked to two people, first a pretty blonde in the corner and then to a very pretty boy. Since the cute boy was closer than the blonde, Sakila was able to hear just a snippet of their conversation.

"...see that girl over there?" He was motioning towards her. "You remember that airport incident? She's the girl that made the boy bleed."

Oh, nononono, Sakila couldn't have that! The man would gain more friends than Sakila and then she wouldn't be able to kill him!

"Hey, Misaki," Sakila said in an overly-loud voice--loud enough for everyone to hear, but not loud enough so that it would seem suspicious. "Did you hear about that incident at the airport? A girl beat up this poor little boy! It was so horrible~! I was in the teen section at the time, so I saw the whole thing!" Misaki looked a little dumbfounded at the change in conversation, but continued anyway.

"Really? Wow, you know, I actually thought YOU were the one who did that! I saw the girl too, and she looked just like you!"

Sakila looked shocked and jumped up from her seat. "What?! Me?! I... I would never ever do that! That's terrible! As soon as I saw that scene, I thought 'Why would she do that?'" Sakila began to step backwards, farther away from Misaki. She knew what had to be done. And it would hurt a lot. But it had to be done. It had to. She walked farther and farther. Quoting the Asian man, she said "It's not nice to hurt children. That poor kid could've died! People like her... I hate. I really hate!" And with that, Sakila turned around with a flourish--only to trip over the glass table she knew had been there. She made a surprised yelp and tripped, falling straight into the glass top.

Thousands of shards erupted as Sakila fell to the ground, covered in brand new wounds. Her mother had always told her that sacrifice was necessary for satisfaction.

[mabel 59]

(@AG4E ouo my bad.../takes out Feya)

Kamila looked up, just in time to see Sakila crash into the table.

She stared at the girl on the ground. She wasn't sure if

she should help. But she does like the sight of blood (and the smell).

She looked at the people on her right, then left. She just kept on staring.

They all seemed shocked. Kamila went back to staring at Sakila.

(@Moho gomenasai)

[Henry Gordan 20]

Johan was bored others were talking and he didn't got anything to do. He took apple out of his backpack

and his pocket knife out of his pocket. He put it half and took the core out. Then he made slices of it as he ate it.

He heard noice of glass breaking.

Sakila called girl had just fallen to the table and the glass had made many wounds.

Johan quickly took few steps to her.

"Whoo! You should be more careful. Are you somohow OK?" he said and helped her up.

He took pieces of glass off from her and helped her to chair.

Others were just staring when someone gave him a first-aid kit.

(my brains are out of order at today so nothing better... sorry )