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townsville's going downsville tonight

THE MASTERMIND AU
NICK V. CN EDITION
It's time for Nick vs. CN's mastermind meme!
To those who aren't familiar, this is essentially an AU where your character is the one responsible for Nick v CN'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; was your character just another pawn in the grand scheme of things, 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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The podiums are surrounded by an unusual red fence about four feet high. Beneath the students the courtroom has been re-tiled in a gaudy blue and yellow. The walls are a chipped seafoam color, likely the cheapest paint at the bottom of the Sherwin William's bargain bin. Nothing matches. Everything is a careless mess. The person who created this has clearly lost control of their life. There are toys scattered around, some only half-constructed. In fact two of them might look familiar to the students.
One graced half of the items in their kitchen during their seven-week imprisonment.
Another was their former Housemaster... But Monobear's out of commission right now. His head has been removed from his body, revealing all of his inner wiring and circuitry. Nuts and bolts lead away from him to the seat that the bear would usually occupy. In his place there sits a familiar student, tinkering with Monobear's head.]
Ugh, blast. The damn thing never did work quite right.
[He sighs, tossing the head carelessly to the side-- giving up in typical Pickles fashion.]
Guess I have to deal out your punishments myself. Time to pay tribute to the alpha male, kids.
[START]
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[Really? Really? Of all of them, it's Stu who's the mastermind? Wirt even liked the guy a lot. He was quirky, but he was kind, and excited, and creative.
Now. Now he's just gross.]
You can't be serious about this.
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Stu gestures with the screwdriver in his hand at Wirt almost angrily.]
Can't I? Can't I be serious about something for once? Or are you underestimating me like everyone else does?
[Can you spell "brother issues"?]
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[More aggressively than before he gestures at the various half-finished inventions around the courtroom.]
I was serious about plenty of things and look where that got me! Rejected! Denied! Disrespected! No one took me or my inventions seriously.
So I took it up a notch. I made something better.
[Stu kicks idly at some scraps of another Monobear lying near his seat.]
I started being more "serious" like everyone wanted.
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Ren just stares like his life is a joke.]
You ain't the dog here, pal.
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Of course I'm not. There's no room for dogs in my new world.
[Stu pushes a button on the arm of his chair. A shifting can be felt beneath Ren's podium and soon enough the floor can be gone. Don't worry about not having time to get out of the way so you don't fall into the fire pit. The traps around the room vary in quality. This one isn't very good.]
tell me part of the evidence they found was a box of chocolate pudding mix
[You have to be, right? It's Mister Pickles?! He...he was always so creative and enthusiastic about his inventions, it reminded her so much of Jeremy...]
Body found at four am alongside chocolate pudding mix
We don't have time for kidding around. Not anymore. I've got some punishments to deal out.
god bless