☆TRACK II: DISCORD AND RHYME

[interdimanagers]

Who: Kidnapped Pride Members
What: Corporate hazing, in the style of themepark murder clowns.
When: October 18th-19th.
Where: A large, empty carnival, apparently.
Warnings: This is basically Saw games for babies.

“Burning the ground, I break from the crowd I'm on the hunt, I'm after you. I smell like I sound, I'm lost and I'm found And I'm hungry like the wolf.” ☆DISCORD AND RHYME It’s your first free night after a particularly feverish series of performances. It’s a comparatively lazy Sunday evening - one that all of you are obligated to spent in the HQ. Things are normal, at least as normal as they ever are, are you’re free to go to bed early and for once have the luxury in sleeping in tomorrow. At least theoretically. Whether you go to bed or not, you’ll find yourself drifting off - and then the sound eerie, peculiar music...like the sound of an old music box, with a soft feminine voice singing wordlessly along. You’ll fall asleep, hard, and when you wake up you are somewhere else. "【Sad and Scary Song】"Come Out And Play"Creepy Music Box】[HD]" (Watch on YouTube) ☆THE SACRIFICES At first, you wake up in what seems like some kind of boiler room. Some parts of the floor are slick with moisture, and your hands and feet are bound, with your wrists locked to the industrial piping behind you. Regaining consciousness is slow and difficult, as if it wasn't meant to come to you quite yet. You can hear water and steam flowing through some of the pipes, and the complex is obviously still active with...whatever it's supposed to be doing. But maybe you're just too busy freaking out at your evident kidnapping to think too hard about circumstantial evidence. You aren't the only one in here. Whether they are awake or unconscious, four other Pride members are bound nearby. Around the side of some of the machinery, you can see the glow of computers, though you can't quite see the screens - there are chairs, though, and a cup of Starbucks that is still steaming. Whoever brought you here is probably still around, and there's no telling how long you have before they return. (Click here for your top level!) ☆THE CHALLENGERS You wake up sitting in what appears to be a bumper car of all things - you know, one of those little vehicles you drive around at carnivals to crash into each other? You're sitting in one, and your hand are handcuffed around the bar behind you. Your neck is definitely sore, like you've been sitting like this for a while. It only takes a moment to realize two things: 1) you actually are in a theme park of some sort, and it's still night time, and 2) you're not alone. At least a dozen other Pride members are handcuffed to the bumper cars around you, all pointed in the direction of an empty stretch of wheel worn floor - like an audience, intended to view a speaker. Whoever brought you here doesn't give you much time to be confused. They stride into the center of the "stage" like they own the place. They are wearing a hooded coat of a decidedly gothic style, with a hood that shadows their face. When they speak, they sound feminine - almost like the voice you remember putting you to sleep earlier. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen," they say, "to your trial by fire." (Click here for your top level!) “Strut on a line, it's discord and rhyme I'm on the hunt, I'm after you. Mouth is alive with juices like wine And I'm hungry like the wolf.”

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[gunslingerqueen]

She's still hanging out in the swing, covering her face with both hands, there really isn't much to see up in her part of the atmosphere. This time she does as Richard suggested before and closes her eyes, it's difficult to think of something that'll take her out of this moment entirely but she does try to keep herself together.

When she occasionally glances downward she can see their progress, how they're all converging towards their goals. It doesn't make her feel too much better but it is visible, obvious progress.

"Richard!" She has to talk, has to say something. "I'm buying you a drink after this!"

Because she'll be able to. They'll be fine, they'll be fine.

[honeywithpoison]

Oh, Richard is very good at keeping it together. Don't try to compare yourself to him, Maxxie.

"Mm. I wouldn't be able to do it alone, I don't think." At Nariko.

And then, at the other two, "just a little more left. Be careful, all right?" Beat. "Which is your band, Kido?"

On the one hand, it may not be a good idea to distract, either himself or the other two. On the other hand, the tension has settled a bit too thick, after the debris of the burned seat settled, and he's partially responsible for that. So, might as well try to ease that.

[notahobby]

Maxxie continues on in silence, until he's within arm's length of the button.

"I'm here," he says, a little out of breath. He's crouched with one hand on the ground for balance, but there's a beam between his body and his arm. Maxxie swallows as he stares down at it, waiting for the others to reach their buttons too.

[blindfoldcode]

"System Crash." She twists her body through another set of beams, barely avoiding a laser with her nose, holding her breath until she gets through.

"I'm not far. I'm about to..." She reaches her fingers forward and they barely reach, but they reach. "I think I'm good here."

[gunslingerqueen]

"As if you'll even be able to get rid of me after this!" There's more than a little truth to that statement. Even with that little misstep she can't help but feel incredibly grateful to both Maxxie and Kido for doing this. They might have their own reasons, and maybe she shouldn't be so immediately attached, but she can't help it. Richard would definitely get the worst of it, though, and she was already looking forward to clinging onto her brother-band mate as soon as she was let down.

And considering that they all appeared to be within reach of their appropriate buttons that moment would be coming sooner rather than later. They just had to press at the same time, right? ... She wasn't going to think of what might happen if the timing was too far off or something.

[honeywithpoison]

Richard himself needs to twist, badly, to reach the button, but better do that than make everyone hold... and possibly for something to go wrong while he gets into a better position. He reaches, setting his wrist against the surface that the button is on.

His voice is barely strained, but more so than at any point until now.

"All right, then. On zero.

"Three. Two. One..."

[notahobby]

Maxxie takes a deep breath on two, so that after one he's already had his chance to hesitate. He presses the button, squeezing his eyes shut and waiting for something awful to happen. They don't know for sure that this won't make things worse, after all.

[blindfoldcode]

Kido stretches her arm as far as it can go to press the button down. She can't help but stare up at the swing. She prays this doesn't go wrong.

[gunslingerqueen]

Considering that the machine chugs to life and appears to be ... Lowering her? Yes, lowering her, nothing seems to be going wrong! Which is a miracle! The closer she gets to the ground the louder she gets, at first it's just semi-maniacal laughter, and then it's joyful crying. It's entirely possible that some of these reactions just don't go together but stress is a horrible force unto itself.

"Richard!" She hasn't even managed to get herself out of the seat before she makes an entirely fruitless, and very embarrassing attempt to reach out to him. "This stupid seat! Dammit!" Excuse her, she just has to get it off and then she's rushing into his arms, Kido and Maxxie will both get torrents of kisses.

[honeywithpoison]

Richard's arms close tightly around her, and yes, he had his moment of doubt if this was going to work as desired - during his own countdown. But that was the only option he could see...

And he's glad it worked.

"Hey, hey. It's all right. It'll be all right." Now we only need to find a way to get out of this place... But those are words for after the first moment of relief.

When Nariko turns to the other two, Richard takes the moment with, respectively, the other.

To Kido, "thank you. Do you need help with looking for your bandmates? Did you see any of them before you found us?"

And to Maxxie, well. He reaches to grip his shoulder, steady, not tight. "You did well. Are you all right?"

[notahobby]

Maxxie's face betrays exactly what he's feeling.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he says, sounding frustrated. The adrenaline has faded and he's accepted Nariko's kisses stiffly and god he's trying not to be a brat about the whole thing but he's fucking exhausted. "Think it's time to get out of here, though."

[blindfoldcode]

Kido pulls back immediately, on the other hand. She doesn't want to be touched right now. She kept it together for a while longer than she expected to with what she is remembering.

She staggers to prop herself up on something sturdy. She covers her mouth with a shaking hand. She really, really thinks she's going to be sick. It takes her a minute before she shakes her head. "I saw Pinkie. Nobody else. You guys should get out. I'm gonna go look."

Or try to process this. It's a hell of a thing to process, watching someone burn alive.

[gunslingerqueen]

While their varying reactions hurt her feelings a bit, Nariko ultimately made her way back to Richard's side, determinedly holding onto one of his arms. She was, by all means, the complete opposite of Kido. The only way to deal with any of this, and to keep herself hobbled together with determination was to keep holding onto what grounded her.

"Good luck," Said to Kido, who was ready to bolt and considering that her band might be here, too ... It only made sense.

"After all of this finding the exit is going to be nothing." But the sooner they headed off the better.