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20515 No. 20515 edit hide watch expand quickreply [Reply]
First Thread: >>20299

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The end is near.

The moment of truth is at hand.

Will you be able to reclaim yourself?

Will you remember your sins?

What fate awaits you... beyond?

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"All the mysteries in the setup for this gameboard are thus solved as well! Ange is older because we're decades into the future and you subconsciously made her older! Because I am not Battler, you had to somehow make me relate to her at this older age, and you chose to kill her off to make me feel that loss and then genuine happiness upon reuinting with her! It's the only possible solution, given that the real Ushiromiya Battler wouldn't have known how she would've looked like at an older age!

You removed everyone but Genji in terms of servants probably because you needed a head servant. The others you replaced with maids from Sayo's childhood or something because, no matter how hard you try to remove her from the story, in the end - you needed a servant to be your 'Beatrice'! Even you are bound by the rules of this twisted tale!
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"Don't fuck with me! As if I'll accept that! Tohya looks exactly like Battler!"

"It's been decades. Sayo's appearance could've been altered. Being originally born male, and being the son of Kinzo, it's only natural that his facial structure would resemble that of Kinzo's at an older age. And if it does -- then it could, by extension, resemble that of Battler!"

"Wh-what about the deformity? That should've been a clear tip-off, shouldn't it have...?! They were the main reason for Sayo's misery! Surely, he would've exhibited signs of her inner darkness during his time with Ikuko!"

"So much of Tohya and his backstory is left in the dark. For all we know, Ikuko could've run him over and he could've suffered lacerations! He could've believed they came from the accident! Because you controlled his memories and hid the truth from him, he would've never known about Sayo's problems! Therefore, he would've never considered him as Sayo! It's also possible that through the years he managed to receive some sort of surgery to fix his problem once and
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"Midnight Eulogy"


"...Hey." A voice tells me. "Hey now, wake up."

It sounds... nice.

Comforting.

My eyelids lift. Where am I...?

I get up. There's sand in my hair. And under my dress. And between my toes. I look up. The sun's shining. The strong winds are gone. It's nice and warm.

My head hurts, though. Something feels wrong with it. Something -- someone feels gone.
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"...Ngh." I grunt, slowly getting up from my bed. I must've had a bad dream of some kind.

"Everything okay? You've been sleeping for a while." Ikuko tells me.

"I'm fine. Just... my head kinda hurts. What time is it?"

"Uh," she glances over at the time on the computer. "A little over midnight. We came back from Ange's a few hours ago."

"Is that so...?" I say, lying back down.

"How... do you feel?"

"Good. Better. Way better. I don't, I-- It feels almost like... he's gone. Battler, I mean. I... I'm not really scared anymore."

"That's wonderful to hear. It's a shame you worried for all those years, and in the end the exact opposite ended up happening."
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And as I drift off to sleep, I can't help...

...But smile.

SEPARATION OF THE GOLDEN WITCH

THE END


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And that about wraps it up! Thanks for playing!


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20299 No. 20299 edit hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]
Prologue

"...Hm? Who goes there?" A voice speaks to you from the other side of the room. Where exactly 'the room' you're in is, you have no idea. Your memory is a blur. For thepast few minutes, you've been trying to get your bearings. Recall how you'd gotten to this strange place. But it just wasn't coming to you. And worse yet -- the more you thought about it -- you realized that you couldn't remember what day it was. Or the days leading up to your current predicament. Or your childhood. Or your name.

Somehow, it appears, you've lost your memory.

"Aah. I see." The voice speaks once more. As you finally muster the strength to lift your head, you see that the source is that of a beautiful blonde woman. One you don't recognize. Well, no surprise there, right? "Another guest, it seems. And one with no memory. What shame! ...Or should I consider this a blessing?" She lets out a quiet laugh. Followed by an elongated sigh. "...No. People like you can never truly be considered a blessing, can they...?" She wasn't making any sense.

You try to speak, but words simply refuse to come out. "Don't bother talking." She says simply. "You lack the proper form for such privilege." Another laugh. "...Oh, come now. Don't look at me like that. I'm not the one who put you in this position."

Who has, though?

"No clue." It's as if she's reading your mind. "What I do know, however, is that by some fate, you've wound up on my door. What a curse upon your soul must lie!" A giggle. "...Well then. Shall we begin? Surely, you don't want to drag this out?"

Begin what? Drag what out?
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>>20511

The definition of 'locked' in the case of this door only states that the lock was engaged, not that it was performing its function. It had been tampered with previously such that it would appear locked but the door would still open. This was done by someone who was definitely in the room prior to then, per narration. Jessica.
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>>20512
"The door was not tampered with in any way. It was performing the function a door would when 'locked'. In other words, it could not be opened without using a key to unlock it first!"
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The door needn't be closed in order to lock it. As long as it's not a dead bolt, it's possible to lock the door before it closes, then close the door, with no one being the wiser.

Also, the door can be locked without using a key.
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>>20514
"The door had to be closed to be locked and a key had to be used to lock it!"

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New thread: >>20515

Mainly because I bothered to type out the epilogue to this and it's turning out to be long as shit.

Continue to post your theories there, as per usual.


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Explanation and Rules

This game will differ from either a classic gameboard or a RP gameboard, though it will take elements from each. The reason for this is simple: the aim of the game is to explore an unknown gameboard, though one that is very similar to Rokkenjima for reasons yet to be discovered.

This game will be set in the year 2017, thirty years after a horrible tragedy occurred that claimed the lives of many people. On the thirtieth anniversary, a group of people gather at the place where it happened, trying to piece together the events of that tragedy so that the truth may finally see the light of day. Each has their own motives, be it fun, the challenge, or something more sinister. For the first time, however, there is one in their midst who should know what really happened.

I will be playing that person.

However, I will not simply reveal the truth. Instead, I shall act as directed by you all. Once every day or two (if my schedule holds up), I shall post a new section of the story, and end with a set of choices. After that, you all will have approximately 24 hours at least (maybe more) to vote about which of the choices to make. You can discuss it or just simply cast your vote. Each person only gets to vote for one action (so no double-voting or giving first/second/third choices.) Whichever action gets the most votes wins. In case of a tie, I will attempt to combine the two, but if that's impossible then I get to be the tiebreaker.

Well, Seacats, shall we see if together we can lift the veil of the past even as the intrigues of the present constrict around our necks? Only the truth can save us.

Welcome to the Future of the Diamond Queen.

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>>20267

"Sorry, sorry..." I gasped, trying to look like I'd just gotten too excited. I followed after her, out into the hallway and around. Up the stairs we went. Hurrying to the right, I saw a lot of people standing around outside the door to the first room, the Moris' room. One of the maids, Ayame I presumed was holding the other as she cried, which was probably Yuri. At a glance I could see that Mr. Itoh, Detective Yamauchi, and Chou weren't outside, and as Ms. Kojima and I approached the door I could see why. They were all inside, looking at a large reddish-brown stain that managed to stand out against the already reddish-brown carpet. To my untrained eye, if that was blood then it was far more than one or maybe even two people could lose and still be alive, and if the smell in the air was any indication, that was definitely blood. Detective Yamauchi was on one knee, gently placing his hand on the patch. Mr. Itoh was standing over his shoulder, frowning and looking at the stain as well. Chou was standing back by the doorframe, and when I tried to enter she put her hand out.

"I'm sorry, sir, but detective's orders." I looked over her shoulder to see the detective hold his hand out towards Mr. Itoh and rub his fingers together. Mr. Itoh nodded and they began a whispered conversation. I looked back to Chou and she shrugged helplessly.

I sighed. It seemed that I had missed my chance to look inside the room at this moment. "Alright, what do you know?" I asked my faithful friend and assistant.

She frowned, looking over her shoulder, before whispering to me, "Well, I didn't get much of a chance to look, since we were trying to see if there was anyone in need of medical attention. But I'm pretty sure there's no one else in this room. I also had to unlock the window to look outside in case they'd been dropped out. They hadn't been. I think the snow looked undisturbed too."

Well, it was better than nothing, I su
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Lightning flashed across the sky, splitting and fragmenting the dark grey ceiling of clouds like cracks spider-webbing across a broken window. A particularly loud boom of thunder arrived a couple moments later, further enhancing the idea that the stormy barrier had been broken through by some great force.

It was around four in the afternoon, though there was no way to tell that from the color of the sky. On the beach of Rokkenjima, a solitary human figure had just washed up like so much flotsam. None could guess where he had come from originally, looking out at the sea. The clouds and the waves seemed to meet at the horizon, brought together by a wall of rain, sealing them on this lonely cursed island until the storm passed.

Meanwhile, in the guesthouse, Battler Ushiromiya was putting away the luggage he had brought with him, laughing and joking with his cousins whom he hadn't seen for years. As the thunder struck the guesthouse strongly enough for all to feel it in their bones, Battler fell silent for just an instant. In that moment, the Battler that could have existed in this iteration of the catbox vanished, and a different one appeared. This one was both a vessel and a piece for a soul that existed outside this world, and yet would endeavor to bring justice to those who were about to suffer their eternal tragic fate.

These two brave souls had broken through the walls of the catbox in order to challenge the mystery of Rokkenjima, and maybe even find the Cage of the Golden Witch.

Would these people be saviors, or heralds of doom?

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He whistled as he listened to Jessica's story, keeping a firm hand in his pocket. His cousin was really taking his next step towards becoming a real adult wasn't he? He was happy for George, but somewhere deep in his heart he couldn't shake off the vague feeling of loneliness at seeing them both about to step into adulthood. George-Aniki sure is a lucky guy, being able to live his dreams like that.

His thoughts were disturbed, however, when Maria brought up a certain name. He stared down at the small girl curiously, his smile fading. "Beatrice...? You mean that witch of the forest? People are still spreading stories about her?"

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>>20280

"Uuu! They're not just stories, silly Battler! If Beatrice was here, she'd be able to make everybody happy, especially George and Shannon! That's why this year Maria's going to cast the spell to set her free! It'll work this time! Uuu!" said Maria, happily, as she located the cards and put them on the table.

"After we beat George, though, right Maria?" asked Jessica, in the tone used when an adult is just trying to gently keep a little kid on track.

"Yes! It's needed for the spell, uuu!"

Jessica looked at Battler and rolled her eyes so that only he could see.
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He gave Jessica a grin before walking over to Maria and sitting down next to her. Now he got it, this was some kind of play Maria was partaking in. He wondered if Beatrice was a popular subject with the girl. It wouldn't be a stretch of the imagination, as Maria seemed to be in love with witches. He decided it was probably best to play along for now, indulge in the girl's fantasy.

"Ohhh, a spell huh Maria? Why do we need to beat Aniki? Is beating his six year long winning streak important for breaking some curse?" He grinned over at Maria, before reaching over to pat her on the head.

"Well, you're lucky I decided to come this year. The past six years you didn't have me, now that I'm here his winning streak's gonna be smashed for good!"
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>>20332

"Uuu! Gonna win the crown, gonna win the crown!" said Maria, happily.

Jessica smirked. "You know that would be easier if we didn't constantly try to shoot the moon, right Maria? There are other ways to win in a game of Hearts."

"But we have to get to the moon, remember?" replied Maria in the tone that all children use when explaining things to clueless adults. Then she began to recite something:

"Behold the Golden Witch, savior of the One-Winged Eagle, trapped now in the world of spirits.
Those who seek to free her from her Golden Cage must open the Seven Portals which block the path.
Seek the Crown’s Pedestal, for from there one who is wise can sense all Portals.
To begin the journey to the Golden Cage you must stand on the Moon, and to reach the Golden Cage you must reach the Moon.
Disembowel the six who hold the keys, to clear the way to the Portals.

As the path to freedom is walked, sacrifice from what remains to open the Portals to the Golden Cage.
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20240 No. 20240 Locked edit hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [Last 50 posts]
Introduction

Hello. Welcome to a new gameboard I made. The rules are as follows:

* The game will be played through arguments rather than traditional red vs blue. The players will be required to present a theory explaining the murders and their reasoning behind it. Thus, no shotgunning will be allowed. There will have to be a clear thread of logic behind each and every assumption.
* That said -- this game is a lot less tight-knit than my other ones. In other words, there will probably be some strong theories that sufficiently explain the crime, but are not my intended truth. Those theories, when the time comes for it, I will deny with the red truth. (Keep in mind, though, I will also take advantage of this to take you off-track...)
* This game hasn't actually been tested, unlike my previous ones here. In other words, I have no idea how it will work. It also hasn't been sufficiently proof-read, so if there are any parts of the text that are unclear or just flat-out don't make sense, please point them out to me and ask me to clarify. I'd hate for you to theorize down a wrong path because I poorly worded something (or just lost my train of thought while typing a long sentence or something).
* The win condition is determining the whodunnit, howdunnit and whydunnit.
* Putting my cards on the table - the prologue is purely optional and holds no clues to the identity of the culprit, aside from the few red truths present in it to establish an objective viewpoint.

Onto some general definitions:

* The culprit is the one responsible for the deaths that take place on the night/early morning during which this story takes place in. (The reason for this definition is because I don't want to deal with a headache when it comes to traps/devices, etc. Those are fair game, as long as it's explained how they work in sufficient detail. The second part, to clarify -- the murders take place from the night of one day and then carry over into the early morning of the following day. There is a death mentioned in this story that takes place before the events described, so
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>>20294

When I talked about Eva and Hideyoshi having a head start over Rosa, it couldn't have been over a minute in total.

Given my description of the hallway from earlier, Eva would've definitely needed to pass by Rosa to get back to her room in your scenario.

And regarding the VIP room key - when I said 'nobody left the parlor until the police came', I mean it. It's a bit unfair to just not mention someone conveniently leaving for the bathroom.


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>> No. 20296 edit
Let's try again.

Eva had more than a minute to carry out her plan, because she didn't come back down the stairs. Hideyoshi goes to their room after dinner, but Eva goes upstairs and carries out her plan where Krauss and Natsuhi die. At some point during this, Rosa starts waiting outside Kyrie's room, but that doesn't matter. Eva finishes up, returns the room key to Krauss's pocket, and flips the switch whilst she's inside Room Z, allowing her to move from Room Z to the VIP Room. She hides here until Sayo and Battler enter (probably amongst some furniture, since everything was covered with sheets) and then slips away into her room next door when they leave. She never had to go past Rosa.

The key was replaced by Eva at some point, because it's actually a duplicate key. Maybe Eva had it made to enable her to carry out her original plan for Natsuhi's death? Maybe it was meant to create another locked room murder?

For the record, I was originally referencing "Most of us even suppressed the urge to go to the bathroom." Most doesn't mean all~

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>>20296
Close enough.

I acknowledge your victory!

(For further clarifications, you can check one of the posts way above with the full solution.)

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>>20297

Well done, well done. With two people having solved it, I acknowledge defeat.

Looking at the solution...argh! I was so close. Granted, there's only my word for this, but I was almost certain it was Eva. I even had the George-suicide-caused-by-discovery thing figured. I just didn't think Eva could have gotten out of the VIP room without Rosa seeing.

Ah well. Excellently-thought-out mystery. I applaud you.

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