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THE MASTERMIND AU MEME

THE MASTERMIND AU
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With Round 3 now over, it's about time we had the mastermind meme!

To those who aren't familiar, this is essentially an AU where your character is the one responsible for Round 3's Mutual Killing Game, and all of the carnage that came with it, from the kidnapping to the motives to the trials to the executions! And now, they have chosen to reveal themselves before the remaining members of their class at the final trial!

As such, you are free to play around with this as much as you would like; did your character make a contract with Kyuubey, or did your character put everyone in the Killing Game for a different reason? What is your character's motivation for bringing despair? What do they intend to get out of this seemingly senseless killing? And what does the rest of the class have to do to stop the madness and go home?

There's probably going to be quite a bit of AUing from your character's original canon happening here to make them into the best harbingers of despair they can be, so feel free to go as nuts with it as you want to! And, of course, feel free to tag others with your character's reaction to their classmate's big reveal; it doesn't matter whether or not your character made it to endgame, have fun and mix up the survivor pool as much as you'd like!

Oh, and feel free to describe your character's sweet new Monobear-themed duds, too!!

Original meme text borrowed and modified from loveisanopendoor!

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[Linkara: a name he shouldn't forget.]

If we're in his world, I'll be sure to visit his grave. [An idea:] Do you think I can take you and...the other ghosts with me?

[Margaret nods faintly.]

Yes. Just take our guns. I don't know where he was buried, but...I'd like to go with you, if you find it.

[She blinks, as if a thought just occurred to her.]

Actually - we should see if any of the other victims' spirits are still around here first. Maybe all of us can help them out.

Don't worry, I'll find it. [A reassuring smile. He doesn't know where he is or where to first look, but he has to hold onto that promise.]

Here? You really think so? Will we need to put their spirits in these guns, too?

....How do we get out of here, anyway?

The guns are kiiiinda a human sacrifice thing. But we might be able to do something! Let's find them first.

[At that last question, Margaret frowns.] We're...still on the ship, right? I might be able to figure it out if you take me up there.

[Duster tilts his head.] Ship? I don't feel like we're on a...

[Boat? Wait, didn't Harvey mention something about a friend who owned a spaceship? His eyes widen when he realizes what Margaret is referring to.]

You mean like one of those that go out into space? Then everyone...[is probably standing around, confused and possibly pressing all the wrong buttons on the control panel] is still stuck here.

But I'm not sure. Let's get out of here first.

Okay, just keep me with you. I'll tell you if any of the people you lost are still around.

[The field and Margaret are already fading as she speaks, until Duster is left exactly where he started, on the floor of a dead man's room with an old gun in his hands.]

[How do you wield gun? You don't exactly stuff it down your pant pocket, but he's not going to carry every gun in this closet in his hands. Well, just the one with Margaret, but he might need a bigger pouch for the others.

He takes two guns and stuffs them, barrels down, into his side pouches with no idea whether the safety is on or not. Guns aren't a commonplace weapon in Tazmily. Then he takes a sheet from Harvey's bed an fashions a blanket out of it, dumping the rest of his collection in their. Not the stealthiest of his burglaries, but it works.

With Margaret in one hand and a blanket full of guns in the other, Duster heads to the elevator up to the hotel.]

[If the other guns have objections to this mode of transportation, they do not make it clear. Harvey would be absolutely horrified by the level of gun safety being displayed here, but he's dead so who cares?

As they all return to the execution area, Margaret's voice sounds quietly, as if she were standing next to him and whispering.]

Oh! Can you stop for a second? [After a second, she adds in a softer tone.] And can we maybe - not look at Harvey right now?

[Duster stops in his tracks when he sees Harvey's dead body. If he could see him now, with Margaret at the others, what would be think, apart from chastising him on the appalling lack of gun safety?]

Sure.

I can face the other way if you want, but...did you spot something?

[He rests the bag of stolen guns on the floor. It's pretty heavy.]

Edited 2015-10-06 18:57 (UTC)

[THEY'RE VERY SENSITIVE ABOUT THEIR WEIGHT]

There's a LOT of ghosts here. [She doesn't sound terribly surprised - violent death and all. It was all so ritualistic too, from what little she knows of the game.] They aren't all even human! And - oh! You didn't tell me there was a medium!

[Not all human. A medium.]

That's them! There's a boy with horns and a dog with them, right? [He then lists everyone else who died in the game.] Hello? Maya? [He spins around the room in hopes of getting a glimpse of a ghost.]

They're not as strong as we are. Give me a second.

[The silence stretches much longer than a second. But Margaret speaks again eventually, sounding anxious but excited:]

Okay. Okay, we have a plan. Can you focus on your memories of your friends for me? Get the others to do it too. [The other survivors are probably milling about - unless somebody managed to get the transporter working.]

[No one in the survivor pool is decent with electronics, much less with space tech. Good thing Ulysses is among the ghosts, or else they'd already have found a way off the ship by now. Duster leaves the bag of guns, but still carrying Margaret, runs up to the control room.]

Guys, you have to come, quick!

[He runs back down, some survivors eagerly running after him, hoping he found another way out, and some grumbling about being dragged around places. They all eventually are herded into the trial room.]

Everyone! It seems...the ghosts of our friends are here. I know it might sound impossible, but we might be able to see them again. Al we have to do is focus on their memories.

...Can you do that?

[While he lets the others decide for themselves, Duster closes his eyes and thinks about all those who have died within these walls. He remembers Wario strolling down the hallways. Partying with Maya. Tarot cards with Meridiana. Singing with Harvey.

Everyone needs to come back.</small.]

[Maybe Margaret should have spoken to some of these other people at some point, because she can tell at least a few of them aren't buying it. Also, given that they're all the spirits of ritually sacrificed children, she and the other guns are feeling just a little skeptical about Ryuunosuke's presence.

After eventually determining that no, they can't just kill that guy right now no matter HOW much he deserves it, they get to work.

The gun in Duster's hand slowly heats up, until eventually he's going to have to drop it. Judging from the thin lines of smoke rising from the makeshift sack, the others are doing the same.

There is a flash of bright white light.

When it fades, the room is filled with joyous cries and exclamations; the dead students, victims and culprits alike, are now standing among their living counterparts. Margaret is silent, and the gun is cold if touched again.

Notably, Harvey is not among the new arrivals. Up on the stage, however, his body stirs a little.]

[As long as he's around, Duster will be sure no harm comes to the guns or to the living children. Ryuunosuke is no match for a thief.

The sudden burning in his hand momentarily breaks his concentration. Panicking over the possibility that this will break the spell, he leans over to pick it up when a flash blinds him. He's caught off balance and nearly hits the floor, his hand being the only thing that props him up.

Now that the gun is cool, he holds it again and looks up, finding the reason for the excited screams from his side of the room.

Kureha, the girl he wanted to reach out to. Silver, the boy who thought his life didn't mean much. Washington, the man who only wanted to protect them. They're all here. Everyone is here.]

I can't believe it! [He rushes to the other side, not caring for the incoming stampede of hugs. They're all bunched together now, even if Tsukiyama and Ryuunosuke are standing off to the side. Even Wario bothers to get close to the group hug and begrudgingly cross his arms while muttering something under his breath.]

I'm so glad...! [A heavy breath.] I'm so happy you're here again...

[He closes his eyes and lets the students, killed and survivors, circle around him. Some thank him for his efforts in reviving the dead, most cry.]

[Awwwwwwww. What a heartwarming reunion!

...seeeeems like a good time for the mastermind to quietly get up and make a break for the door!]

[There are nineteen people in the room, one of them is bound to notice a large man who was supposed to be dead run past them. Tsukiyama does, and his first instinct is to trip Harvey.

The commotion is enough for the group hug to break apart, and Duster, having the highest Speed stat among them, is the first to reach Harvey's side.]

Hey, cut that out! [Tsukiyama please stop killing people.] Harvey. Harvey! Hold on!

[He wasn't running, he was sneaking!

...buuuuuut he is pretty large and this room's very well-lit, so that's fair. It was a stupid thing to try anyway. Harvey's not pretending to be smart right now, so he's just going to keep right on going. This is not a room he wants to be in any more.]

Not now.

[Duster runs after, because he's not let Harvey go after all that.]

Where are you going?! You can't leave us when you just came back!

[He's already behind him.]

Dad, we missed you...

[Harvey whirls, lifting a finger and hissing:] Don't -

[...nope. Nope. It's gone. All that anger he's been living with this whole time has just drained away; even though he thinks he should be mad now, he can't dredge it up. He just feels...empty.

Harvey lets his hand drop.]

Why did you do this?

[While the other students huddle and wonder what's happening, Duster refuses to back down and keeps on looking Harvey in the eye. After all that happened, they can't lose him again.]

Because you deserve to live, that's all. [He falls into a battle ready stance in case he has to catch Harvey if he plans on running off again.] Harvey, you're alive again. Isn't that enough of a reason to be happy?

[As if that was the stupidest question he's ever heard:]

No! I'm the one who killed all of 'em, remember?

It wasn't your fault! You were forced to do that by the Shade, remember? Now you're the real Harvey again, the one who'd never hurt us!

Harvey...

Don't tell me it's not gone...

...no, it's gone. You're fine. Freaky child ghosts know what they're doin', I guess.

[That vaguely sounds like an attempt at a joke, but his mouth doesn't so much as twitch. He just rubs at his eyes in a tired gesture.]

Alright. Okay, I'll send ya all home now.

[He sighs and smiles.] That's good. I was worried there for a moment. [To the gun he's gripping onto with this hand.] Thanks, Margaret.

[He hopes she answers.]

...You're coming with us, right?

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