R1 DEADLAND PT2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

[lockdownmods]

[it’s strange, for the people who were already dead, the shift in scenery is sudden and complete. For those who have just arrived? It’s like you’re back where you left?

How strange.

But if you ever need her, you can always reach out to the guardian of this place.]

LOCATIONS
Note: locations lag a week behind the living counterparts

Comments

IT'S STARTED TO HAPPEN

[lockdownmods]

[Although the dead can't possibly know what's going on in the classroom of the living, as the hour grows later, perhaps they might be inclined to wonder just how the trial is progressing. It's nearly 8:30 at night and there's been no word from the living. Well-- it was meant to be their most difficult task yet, so perhaps they're just taking their time. It's an important decision after all.

But at this time, a strange code pops up.

ERROR. RealTime generation detected a structural error in Auto-Simulation target. Ten minutes until simulation deterioration.

It's Sola that sees the error and goes to check on it.]

Oh no...

[At this time, no matter where you are, you'll recieve a message from Sola. It plays like a voice in your head. She sounds anxious.]

It's not safe to say in the school, you've all got to get out now! If you need assistance, tell me now! The school is coming down. You've got less than ten minutes left! Eve!! I'm leaving you in charge. I'm going to check on the others!

[It's just a data recration of the school, but for you all, right now this is your reality. And in very real fashion it's coming apart. Not in any simple way. There's smoke and explosions. Depending on where you are, you might want to find your friends and get the hell out. As Sola suggested though, Eve has gone in looking for anyone still inside. Time to gather and do a daring escape.]

[photomode]

[UHH. UHHHHH.

EVE HAS THIS. IT'S FINE. IT'S TOTALLY FINE.]

Okay, follow me!

[devotingly]

[ sure you've got this

but who the hell does? ]

Where are we gonna go? What's gonna happen to those alive?

[photomode]

I-I-- I'm sure things will be fine! But we need to leave!

[she's counting heads here]

[itwasfeyt]

T-this doesn't seem fine!

[Hi here's a head that's currently screaming itself off]

[photomode]

WE'LL MAKE IT FINE!

[okay, Eve, what to do, what to do-- she shimmers for a moment and, well.

A path opens up? Glowing on the floor, something for everyone to follow, even if Eve doesn't make it.]

[supportrole]

[ Oh shit... Mishima is reaching for Yoosung's hand and running. ]

Come on!

[starswink]

[Yoosung is looking around in mild panic, because voices in his head WHAT]

Sola wait! What the heck caused -

[But there's a hand in his. He's just going to have to accept that ten minutes probably isn't enough. Because he is the last person Yuuki wanted to lose. Swallowing down his frustration, he sprints off together.]

Where are we even going? Is the place you were before still there?!

[DINER? WILL THEY LIVE IN A DINER?? AAGH...]

[lovedanime]

[Mitarai seems to not process her words and is holding up both his arms and staring down at his hands shaking in place]

No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Not again! Not like this!

[photomode]

[oh. oh no. ohhhh no]

Snap out of it!!

[sendintheclown]

[Seeing Mitarai like this, and with the urgency of the moment, it's almost instinctive for Gogol to just pick up his smaller frame from the floor and into his arms.]

No time for that, little bird! We've got to fly the coop!

[He'll be your legs for today.]

[devotingly]

Oh, shut up and let's go! Or are you gonna let yourself get deleted like the fucking wimp you are?!

[ even though waver is also a wimp, he's going to actually try to grab mitarai by the back of his clothes, trying to literally drag him ]

[lovedanime]

[What ends up happening is that Mitarai gets shoved up into Gogol's arms by the force of the dragging. He reaches down dramatically to tap his hand on Waver's shoulder once.]

I won't let Poe-san lose you a second time! But we have to be careful! A digital brain without a simulated environment is like an organic brain without oxygen!

[throwabookatit]

Where the hell are we even going?! We're- we're in a computer, aren't we?!

[ God she goes for morning jogs but outrunning explosions?! That's not really in her daily plan?! ]

[photomode]

[Eve is shimmering for a moment, and well, she's creating a path for everyone to follow.

Just. Just do your best, everyone!]

[machrophage]

Do you honestly expect any of this to make sense at this point?

[Do you need a giant hand, Rebecca.]

[throwabookatit]

No, but it'd be nice if even a little did!

[ sure like just making sure she's not falling behind right ]

[machrophage]

[Yeah, that's one way to put it.

The other way to put it is that he just scoops her up because if there's one thing he's good at, it's not dying in ridiculous situations.]

Welcome to my life!

[12d3]

I-Isn't the outside simulatonated too?!

[2-D's clinging to a keyboard he had been messing around with just a few seconds ago, hugging it like his life depends on it.]

[itwasfeyt]

Everything's in a computer!

[so is anywhere safe?!]

[12d3]

That's what I'm saying!!

[2-D doesn't want to run somewhere blindly because he's scared of the possibility of actually dying but at the same time he doesn't want to stick around here, either..]

[tannic]

Everything is on fire, it hardly matters!

[Don't ask were Grantaire has been this whole time. It's fine. He's here now.]

[sendintheclown]

Hell, maybe?

[Better than this school.]

[throwabookatit]

[ For a moment, she looks...actually terrified. ]

...Already been there, not tempted to go back.

[lockdownmods]

[speaking of hell-- man it's hot as one suddenly. There's a bright flash in the sky, and hopefully everyone is far away from the school by now, based on Eve's path. because there's a sudden shaking of the ground beneath them. It's hard enough to make it easy to stumble, actually. And behind them, it's quiet.

Until it isn't. The roar of the explosion is loud enough to burst some ear drums, if you weren't simulated remnants of dead people. But it might feel like it. And then comes the aftershock-- throwing everyone forward.

And then, when you turn behind to look at what just happened... It becomes very apparent, very quickly: the school is gone in a fiery explosion.]