Hideaki Fudai

As the lights came on, Hideaki found himself being barraged with questions from more than one individual. Feeling more than a little confused and flustered, he spouted out "Look, I don't believe any of us have a clue what's going on here. Goodness, I can't even remember a single moment from before now...." As he spoke, a name came to him. He had a feeling it was his name. What a bizarre thing, to have to recall one's own name, he thought. "Perhaps we can simply leave this place and get our bearings." He made for the door that had been made obvious by the lights being on. He tried to open it, but found it was locked. He figured it had to be too easy to just open the door and leave. "Okay, clearly not. Well....if we want to leave, we had best start testing our surroundings. No purpose in sitting around like a bunch of lummoxes." He immediately began to search around the room, poking at boxes and shelves and the like. Whatever was going on here, he knew one thing for certain; he wanted to get out as soon as possible.

Tamiko Yokoshima

Zi....von? Tamiko sounded the name out to herself internally. There was something weird about the name. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it just sounded out of place with all the words she and the other girl were using. Something foreign. Whatever it was, she wasn't all that concerned. Whether the girl had a weird or not, it wouldn't let her leave. Zivon asked her if she was okay. It was a rather ironic question considering how Zivon had taken to this situation. "Me? Fine." She knew she felt tired, and maybe she looked like it too, but she felt okay with this. It wasn't exactly pleasant, yet it felt familiar and natural. Maybe she was just used to feeling tired.

In spite of her lack of energy, she figured she would continue to talk to Zivon. Even if Zivon didn't know what was going on, maybe she could make for a mildly interesting conversation. "So......you really have no memories?" Tamiko had heard Zivon say something about remembering nothing while she was panicking earlier. If that was true, it put her in the same boat as Tamiko. This probably meant something important. Maybe it would be a clue to what was going on here even. Of course, all that kind of thinking was cold comfort when they couldn't even leave the room, or even remember who they were supposed to be. Tamiko could hardly think of much else to do, other than start searching the room top to bottom like a complete spaz, but she didn't have the motivation for that.

Koshiro Hoshizaki

"Huh?" Koshiro's mouth hung open, gormless as a fish as the one-eyed girl went on an angry tirade, the words 'pervert' and 'sicko' cropping up more often than he would like. "W-W-Wait! I'm not a sicko!" He whined indignantly, his hand running through his dyed blonde locks uneasily as he willed for the fuzzy memories to resurface in his mind. At least, he didn't believe he was some kind of sick pervert. He would certainly remember kidnapping such a dynamic girl as her, not to mention having some kind of 'pirate fetish'.

He let out a distressed sigh as he attempted to collect the scattered thoughts that whizzed through his brain. "I'm sorry, let's start again," he resolved with a wary smile, the corners of his lips twitching from the effort as he put on a display of false bravado. He bowed, tipping his fedora as his motions radiated both confidence and charm, a far cry from the yelping boy from eariler. "My name is..." A beat passed as his blue eyes widened slightly. What was his name? Just how much of his identity had he forgotten?

He cleared his throat pointedly, his brow furrowing as a pounding headache started to form. Words were appearing in his mind at random, and it was difficult to discern any sort of sense from them. However, amongst the random collection of symbols, there appeared to be three that were more defined than the others. "Ko..." The syllable left his mouth without him realizing, the sound rolling off his tongue with ease. "...Shi...Ro..." Two more syllables followed, somehow slotting into place perfectly in the young boy's erratic mind.

"Koshiro." He completed the sequence with a genuine smile of relief. That just had to be his name, right? "My name is Koshiro," he repeated, his confidence building as finished his introduction with a playful wink. "And what may I call you, my dear?"

Etsuya grasped onto Shou’s hand, grinning at his remark as he was hauled up onto his feet. He squinted his eyes as they began to adjust to the light. With the introduction of light he was now able to see his roommate, a boy with white hair and blue eyes.

“Heh heh, maybe you’re right,” he said, agreeing with Shou before spinning around, observing their new little home.

There didn’t seem to be any other ways out, excluding that door, and on the opposite side of the room there were shelves, lined with cleaning chemicals and supplies. As far as he could tell there was virtually no way out. He scratched his head his eyebrow shooting up before looking at Shou with an inquisitive face.

“Then again, maybe lying around is what we’re supposed to do. Maybe we should just wait for an answer, rather than try to find one?”

Yategi Oquiza

Yategi then goes around the room still trying to find a way out "We need to get out of here." Yategi then tries to bring the door down by slamming his fist onto the door.Yategi sighs still trying to remember the memories he lost.He looks at the male again "Hey maybe someone will open this door." "Maybe we can break this door somehow if we had something to break it with but i cant find anything"

"How many people do you think are out there?" Yategi says while slamming the door.Slamming the door caused Yategi to get wounds on his fingers "Damn this door won't open."

–Zivon-

Zivon looked at the girl named Tamiko, she seemed actually okay, well okay as for not hurting or shouting at him. She just looked really tired; he did feel tired as well but not much. He stood up, nearly losing his balance from slight dizziness but used the wall as a support. He walked close to her but still giving some distance, only a couple of inches away and sat down. “I-I h-have…no me-me-mor-y… yo-you to-o?” he asked her, if that is the same case then there must be a reason why they are there. Just why was his past life was forgotten and why was he and Tamiko were there? Too many questions and not a single answer. Zivon sighed and hugged himself, what are they going to do now? Just wait and see what happens? What if they never get out and they started or the person or something that trapped them there has some malicious intent?

Soon enough Zivon started to hyperventilate; to many scenarios and which he can’t escape. “W-wh-y a-re -we he-re? W-hy? I a-m- sc-ared… wha-t i-s ha-ppe-ning?” He asked but he knows that there would be no answer. He then bowed his head, he felt like he was just causing a ruckus for the tired girl.“So-rry…I-I ju-st a-m sc-ared…” He just wanted an answer… for his lost memories, for being here and for just why.

Ema walked herself over to the wall, and sat down. She had her right knee bent and was resting her hands on it. She watched the man search the shelves, chuckling quietly to herself. She rocked her head side to side, waiting for the door to open. She figured something was up, and saw no reason to exert herself helping anyone out. She simply leaned against the wall, biding her time. "Why are you even looking? It's not like you'll find anything useful to get us out of this room? We should just wait, someone will come for us eventually." Ema didn't know why she believed that, but she had a feeling that they wouldn't be able to get out strictly by themselves. They needed help. Whether or not it was coming though, was a different matter.

"Hmm..." Said a mischevious voice.
"We should them out now, 'lil sis! You can be in charge of the welcome waggon, I don't feel like seeing the poor suckers yet, their little faces will bring tears to my eyes! Upupu..."

Within each locked room, were camras and microphones that recorded everymoment and every sound, streaming it live to a hidden location where our mastermind sat. But if course! You can't see them! They're teeny tiny! Smaller than an ant, they're better than the kind the secret service uses!
Drinking their red wine, the mastermind watched the show begin its first episode.

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There was a soft knocking against each of the doors, a child like knock. A timid, high pitched voiced asked a question. "H-hello? Are you all awake now? I'm going to open up the door, now that you've been aquainted with one another..." There was a small clicking noise behind each door. The locking mechanism had been tampered with and doors were now unlocked. Everyone was able to exit, but were they prepared for what they would find?

Waiting for them was an unusual cream and pink rabbit. It waited infront of a fountain and statue, holding a sign that read 'Party Time!'. As the rabbit waited for the children to exit the rooms they were locked in, she swung her 'feet' back and forth whilst sitting on the ledge of the fountain.
Conveniently, each room, was essentially, a small moveable storage shed, each one was placed next to each other in a row, positioned a few metres infront of a miraculous fountain.

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Himiyo Koroko

"Sssh!" Said Himiyo, placing a finger over her lips, she attempted to silence the boy, as she could hear something, or someone. "Do you hear that knocking?". It was as Himiyo said. A small knocking noise could be heard before there was a child like voice. The voiced claimed to be letting them out, soon thereafter, there was a distinct noise that could only be described as 'unlocking'. Turning to the boy dubbing himself as 'Koshiro' she decided it was best to ask him before doing anything.
"This our way out! And for the time being, just call me... Kaptain! I seem to be... Forgetful at the moment."
Placing her hand over the door handle she looked at him.
"When you're ready, I'll open it up."

Tamiko Yokoshima

Tamiko nodded when Zivon asked if she also remembered nothing. It was official; they were both stuck here with no knowledge of what was going on or knowledge of who they were. There was definitely something up here. If Tamiko could be bothered to fuss over it a bit more, maybe she could think about why that might be. But she really didn't feel like it. Answers wouldn't help her or Zivon anyway. They were stuck until something occurred, or until they starved to death. Even with that last thought on her mind, Tamiko didn't feel any more motivated to be proactive. Zivon, on the other hand, wasn't necessarily being proactive, but she was sure spending a lot of energy getting het up over everything. "Eh, don't worry, just.....just be cool...." Tamiko told her. Though she had to admit it was entirely reasonable to be upset in a situation like this, but it would do neither of them any good to sit there and panic.

At some point, Tamiko heard a voice. It definitely wasn't Zivon's. The voice told them the door was going to open, and their was a telling clicking sound that followed. Tamiko gripped the door handle from where she sat, and turned it. It moved, so she could clearly open the door. "Look, we can get out..." She told Zivon. She opened the door further, while still sitting in her original position. When the door was opened wide enough, she leaned out to take a look. Of all the things out there, what caught her eyes was the sign. It read 'Party Time!'. For some reason, it made Tamiko really happy to see that sign. In fact, she felt pumped. She felt like a wave of energy was sweeping through her body. She shot up onto her feet, with the colour returning to her face, and a broad grin spreading along with. "We're free! Let's go, Zivon!" She offered Zivon a hand to get up. If Zivon didn't feel like taking it, that was okay, but Tamiko felt she should at least stand by the person she had been cooped up with until just recently. It would be rude to leave her behind.

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Hideaki Fudai

Hideaki scoffed at the female's suggestion that he was wasting his time. What did she know? Unless she was aware of how they got there, her statement was one of blind optimism, and it was useless to Hideaki. At least the other fellow in the room was trying to do something proactive. They gained nothing from sitting around like a bunch of potatoes, so Hideaki would continue to search. Then the impossible happened; the door was actually unlocked. Hideaki couldn't believe it when he heard the voice. But his amazement quickly turned to suspicion. How did this girl know that would happen? Were they involved in whatever was going on here? She couldn't have possibly have been so lucky as to guess that it would happen just like this. Hideaki gave her a dirty look as he made his way to the door. Passing by the other male, he opened up the door and proceeded to the outside.

There wasn't a whole lot to be said about their surroundings. Just a gathering place before a fountain, with a number of sheds lined up together. Other people were exiting the other sheds in the area. Hideaki and the others had not been alone in this, as that one man had wondered aloud. But perhaps the most curious site was the animate pink rabbit creature that sat near the fountain. It was definitely suspicious. What even was it? Striding closer to the creature, whatever it was, Hideaki loudly proclaimed "You! I demand an explanation! Why have we been gathered here?" He would be informed as to what was going on here, one way or another.

Yategi Oquiza

"Oh finally" Yategi would see the male open the door and walk outside the room Yategi did the same.He would then scan the area around him "Oh so i was right there are others." Yategi then spots the Male talking to the pink rabbit "Im pretty sure it dosent talk." Yategi would then sigh as he begins to wonder why a suspicious pink rabbit was even here.

–Zivon-

Zivon nodded and tried to be calm of the situation, they were both stuck… with no way out… this had to be a dream. “O-oka-y” He though she was right to be calm, as much he wanted to cry and stress over the situation he had to keep calm. He waited for a while; just wondering what will happen to him and Tamiko until hearing a voice, it was like a child’s voice. To his surprised to hear that, maybe they can finally get out or someone had found them? But whatever the answer is Tamiko open the door and was able to open it. As she said they were able to get out he stood up, shaking with fear, what was at the other side of the door? He never though of that… what if they were abandons or sold in black market? To many assumptions!! But as she open it he was surprised to see what he has seen.

He could see a fountain with a banner saying Party Time, it seemed Tamiko was excited or pumped for something as she stood up quickly and smiled at him. She offered a hand to him, Zivon was not sure yet but he had to trust her at least. Trust was still something he had a hard time grasping but he slowly reached his left hand to her and gave a little nod. He was sure he maybe could trust her. “O-o-ka-y!” He answered, preparing what would happen next.

Koshiro Hoshizaki

"E-Eh?" Koshiro was held aback as the one eyed girl shushed him with a slender finger to her lips, irking the boy ever so slightly as he shuffled his feet in indignation. He opened his mouth to complain about her rudeness, but the following question was enough to make him fall silent.

"Do you hear that knocking?"

Koshiro's boyish features crinkled in confusion, stepping forward boldly as he pressed his ear flat against the wooden surface of the door. True enough, there was the sound of someone shuffling outside, followed by a soft knock against the other side of the door. Koshiro jumped back in alarm, clapping a hand over his mouth to stop him from gasping aloud as the strange person started to speak in a childlike voice.

The voice asked if they were awake, before timidly informing them that the door was finally open. A clicking sound swiftly followed, holding true to the mysterious voice's word as Koshiro eyed the door anxiously. What did that voice mean by 'now that you've been acquainted with one another'? They had locked him up with this pirate girl on purpose? For what reason? Why was he here? How was he here? Who...?

"Rgh..." Koshiro made a frustrated grunt as he tipped his hat over his eyes, the pounding in his head growing fiercer the more he tried to search for answers. What was he supposed to do now?

Pirate Girl, on the other hand, didn't appear as anguished about the situation as he was. Rather, she seemed calm and in control, adopting the role of leader in this scenario as she rested her hand on the doorknob and asked him whether he was ready to leave the small room.

"Umm...yes." Koshiro finally agreed with a slow, reluctant exhale, lifting the rim of his hat so he could meet the girl's eye. "I suppose we have little choice...and this filthy place is starting to get to me. Lead the way, uhh, 'Kaptain'.'" It was an odd nickname for the fellow amnesiac, to be sure. Then again, considering the girl's appearance, perhaps it was rather fitting, Koshiro realized briefly before his thoughts returned to their current predicament.