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Dice (Modern Fantasy-ish with some RPG Elements)

Alright. I'd ideally like at least four people before I put up an OOC.

Dice (Modern Fantasy-ish with some RPG Elements)

You are human. A simple, mundane human. Perhaps you attend school, perhaps you have a day job, perhaps you are unemployed and struggling to make it through the days. Regardless of all of that, you certainly have some imperfections. Maybe it's your appearance, maybe your mentality, maybe your ability, but there has to be something about yourself that you would change if you could, doesn't there?

And, if you're that one-in-a-million person who really, truly was blessed with perfection, then, well...

There has to be something about the world you'd change if you could, doesn't there?

Here, take this.

Don't look at me that way, there's no need to be suspicious. Just...roll it, and you'll understand.

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In some form or fashion, it has come to you. Maybe a friend or stranger happened to give you it with a cryptic explanation. Maybe you were walking down the sidewalk, and saw something glinting. Regardless, you have obtained a single, translucent blue die. Curiosity eventually gnaws at you, and you roll the die.

The die is rolled, and after it comes to a halt on a 4, its color shifts from blue to red. A moment later, the die fades out of view, seeming to dissipate into the air as though it had never been there.

Just as you see this, trying to make sense of it, the phone in your pocket buzzes.

New Text Message from Err:Unknown

Hello! Thanks for rolling the die! I've gone ahead and installed the application on your phone, take a look! We'll be in contact a lot in the future!

-X

You feel a slight shiver dance along your spine as you unlock your phone and see a new app installed on it, simply named "Dice". Opening the app, you are met with a strange selection of menus. Several are greyed out and unreadable, but the two available to you are "Status" and "Quest".

Clicking on "Status", a picture of you is pulled up, next to what resembles a stat distribution page like what you would see in a roleplaying game. Strength, Agility, Endurance, Appearance, Intelligence, all of these have values, and above these "stats" sits a single sentence.

4 Dice Points undistributed.

Out of curiosity, you click on the arrow that indicates raising Appearance by one, and confirm the selection. The number of points remaining decreases to three. You race to the nearest mirror, scarcely able to believe you're buying into this, but as you look into the mirror, you realize something. The mole on your left cheek, something that had always bothered you, is gone.

Eyes widening, you look from the reflection back to your phone, hastily tabbing over to the "Quests" selection.

"Confess to the girl in your science class! Reward: 3 dice."
"Stop biting your nails! Reward: 1 die."
"Call your parents at least once a day for two weeks! Reward: 3 dice."
"Beat up that annoying mathematics teacher! Reward: 6 dice."
"???. Reward: Capability to stop time."
"???. Reward: Precognition."
"???. Reward: Right of Creation."
"???. Reward: Become God."
"???. Reward: ERROR."

Your phone vibrates once more, as a second text from the unknown number is received.

I hope you have fun! There will be tons of new quests soon, so try doing some of the ones that are there right now in the meantime! Let me know if you have any questions~!

-X

Tentative Character Skeleton

Name: The first and last name of your character. Middle names are fine too.

Age: Self-explanatory.

Gender: Let's not get too complicated, here.

Appearance: A picture is fine, a written description is fine, a stick figure is probably not fine.

Personality: Try and flesh this out a fair amount.

History: Everything that has occurred in their life up until now, which is worth noting. Nobody is allowed to know anything about the existence of dice prior to the start of the roleplay. At the very end of their history though, you may include how they received their first die.

Specializations: Areas in which your character can call themselves "specialized" toward, and thus will be above the average of "20". This can be anything from physique and intelligence to sight, to wealth, to attractiveness. Just about anything is allowed here. You're allowed to have one "high" specialization, which will have a value of "30", one medium with a value of "25", and one "low" with a value of 22.

Imperfections: Areas your character falters in, being below the average of 20. The same as Specializations, but in reverse. You're required to have one "high" imperfection, which will have a value of "10", one medium with a value of "15", and one "low" with a value of 18.

Other: Anything else you want to note.

Handy FAQ

Q: How do dice work?

A: Your character will start off with one die. Upon rolling it, the number they get (which is decided by me literally rolling a die) is the amount of "points" they gain. Points can be put into a character's abilities, in other words to increase their stats. Just about anything can be increased. You can get additional dice by doing quests. There are other methods and nuances, but you won't be given that knowledge just yet.

Q: What about these stats?

A: Everything can be counted as a stat, more or less, from your physique to your attractiveness. With the exception of three Specializations and three Imperfections that you'll note on your character sheet, all characters will start with a value of "20" in all stats; assume that 20 is the human average. Through the dice, they can increase this even further.

Q: What are quests?

A: Quests are things assigned by X, the admin of the "game", that give you rewards such as dice for completing them. Most of them are individually-sensitive, but two people might get the same quest, in which case they'll be competing to do it before the other. There can also be follow-up quests and the like. As an aside, there are quests that, instead of normal die, will grant you the ability to surpass humanity entirely, but information on them is unknown.

Q: I have a question you didn't answer here!

A: Ask it here, then.

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

Matsushima Mitsuko
Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School

Wrong.

Something was wrong. The sound of a dull thrum from her backpack had alerted her to this. Something was not as it should be.

The unshakeable composure of the club president shattered. Without speaking a word, the girl dove for her backpack, eyes wide in panic for some unknown reason as she drew out a strange object: a small, stuffed cat.

"...that's...impossible."

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■■■■■■■■
???, ???

The sea of clouds breaks out before me into that damnable thing I call a world. That which I praised, destroyed by these hands. That which I protected, cleaved by this blade. That which I loved, gone into the void, never to return.

I'm sorry.

The images form in my mind as I strain to keep them from overwhelming me, from letting ■■■■ have her final victory.

Snakes torn. Humans cleaved. An ocean of blood as magnificent an image as it is trite.

Hero. That was what they called me. I am not that.

Betrayer. Destroyer. He who strayed.

"Strongest Warrior" was always a lie.

"Greatest Hero" was always a falsehood.

"...heh, so is the pain you felt, ■■■■■■? I guess then, then I can understand why you chose that path."

I'm tired. I'm so very tired.

So then, it's okay, isn't it? It's okay if I...

---

■■■■ ■■■■■■
???, ???

I look upon the sea of flames.

Why did it come to this?

Was I a poor ruler, or was I simply too much of one?

I lost sight, I know it. I focused too much on that golden utopia, and that is why this has come about. If only I was more human, if only I was less of a king, then perhaps this would have not come to pass.

"Father!"

His voice cuts through the air. The voice of a pawn used by that monster. The voice of a child I had never given heed to. The voice of all of my mistakes that stare me in the eye with reckless abandon.

I don't want this. I never wanted this. I just wanted ■■■■■■■ to be safe. I just wanted to be an ideal king for my people.

■■■■■■■...I'm sorry.

"Goodbye."

Wielding these gifts I have been given, I confront my mistakes. Our blades meet as we dance the eternal. Father and son, king and usurper, we wage war in the name of our ideals, our emotions, our very nature.

It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.

Those eyes...why do you have those eyes? The dead should not have eyes like that. The dead should not be able to kill me like that.

Ah, I see. That's why, isn't it?

I really was too far away, sitting on that throne. I never realized, I never...

---

■■■■■■
???, ???

I toppled the false king from his throne and created a city where even the poorest individual had a house of gold, where none would go hungry or suffer.

You have to understand, you have to. I did it for them. Everything I did, it was all to help people.

I sought to create a perfect world. I conquered heaven and hell. Death was caged beneath my throne and suffering trapped in a gem. But then, it all ended.

He killed them. He killed my family, my friends, my followers. He destroyed everyone in an attempt to obliterate every trace of my reign.

Why do you exist?

Disappear. Disappear and leave this world alone.

I am evil. I have acknowledged this, but I will not falter. I will become this world's evil if that is what it takes. I will shoulder all the darkness in these three worlds upon my soul, so that nobody else needs to. I will destroy myself to save everything. I will become everything I hate to protect everything I love.

"I am the Demon King ■■■■■■, and this is my world."

The power to destroy the world. The power to create it anew. The power to surpass the gods.

I reach for my strength, and he reaches for his. The Demon King who seeks to save the world and the Perfect Human who wishes to restore it.

Space and time quakes as the two greatest beings in all of history clash against one another. The elements themselves quake in fear as I bend reality to my will, and he does the same. He is not my match, even with the power he has gained. The end is already decided.

I will win. I will create a utopia. I will do what no other could.

So, why am I not moving?

Why am I giving up while I stand at the edge of victory?

Why am I not fighting against his attack?

Why am I letting him kill me?

...Why am I crying?

---

It burns. If this is the pain he felt, it's no wonder he gave everything up to escape it.

You always were brilliant, old friend.

I feel myself split, but I struggle to hold on to myself.

Half flows up, half flows down. I stay in the latter, while the "I" who is not me goes up to meet the final fate of what I was.

You'll do an amazing job, I'm sure. You're me, after all.

But as I drift downwards into that evanescent maw, I see something.

They're mourning. They're mourning for me.

Have they forgotten what I had done? Have they forgotten those lives I ruined in insanity and rage?

...no, no, of course they haven't. But in spite of that, they...

They still call me a hero. They never stopped believing in me, did they?

Ha...

Then, neither can I.

Something else pulls on me. Something needs my presence. Something needs a hero.

Well, I can hardly turn down a request like that.

Let's go. If you call for my aid, I'll always answer.

---

My kingdom fallen, my land destroyed, my allies slain.

So, why do they not hate me?

Please, you have to hate me. Curse my name. Regret letting me rule. Hate me so that I can feel justified in hating myself.

Stop. Stop praising my life. It was a worthless thing, it led you all to ruin.

I don't understand. I can't understand. It would have been better if I had never been, then none of this would have happened.

But...in spite of it all, you're all still smiling.

Even if it ended in tragedy, you're glad it happened?

That's...you're all such idiots. You don't even know I can hear you, but you continue to talk like this.

Then, I'll come back. That is a promise to this nation. One day, I will return.

But for now...

For now...I have somewhere I'm needed.

So wait for me, please.

---

I fell. I lacked that conviction, and so I fell. And that is why...

"Never delay in your tasks. Never grow content with what you have. Always challenge yourself to become better. Humans...we truly are a marvelous thing, for with that challenge we can become great, we can surpass even the gods."

Why am I lecturing the man who has killed me? I really am hopeless, aren't I?

I manage to turn my vision to the sky, and for the briefest of moments see Them looking down at me.

They are smiling. If I still had my body, I would shed tears.

Thank you, and I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

"Make the utopia that I never could."

He can. I am sure he can. He, who slayed the great Demon King, will make the perfect world that I had always pursued.

"Go forth and be a most splendid king of the world."

And...when I am reborn, let me see the world you create. I am sure...I am sure it will be beautiful.

The darkness overtakes me the god of death I had conquered claims my soul.

And yet...

No, this is different. This is transcendentally different.

Because now I am not me. Now I am a me who was called elsewhere.

Ha...humans really are greedy, aren't they? Well, that's fine, because I won't stop loving that thing called humanity. If you need my help, then I'll come.

Show me something beautiful.

---

It wasn't a lie.

---

It wasn't a mistake.

---

It wasn't an impossibility.

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I will be a hero.

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I will protect this place.

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I will save the world.

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I will...

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Matsushima Mitsuko
Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School

The world bent.

The world broke.

From within that simple stuffed object, something changed.

---

...that...what is this presence?

---

It's wrong. It hurts.

---

It can't exist. This world should deny it. So, how...

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Matsushima Mitsuko
Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School

"Everyone, get out of here now, something-"

"Goodness. Pervading that storage system took a while, you know. Where did you even get that? You couldn't have created it; the ability to make something with that level of power was lost when the gods grew weak."

A single voice cut through the air, a thousand tones in dissonant harmony, and in the bend in space, something appeared that defied description.

It was not merely disgusting, but wrong. Impossible geometries of eldritch design were built into its very form, every inch of its body seemed to curve upwards into a higher dimension and downwards into a lower one. It did not merely defy Euclidean geometry, but also the principle of non-contradiction itself. It was an impossible existence, something that neither science nor magic could hope to understand.

Why did it exist?

How did it exist?

Both questions had ceased to matter, for...

"Well, no need to tarry any longer. I thank you for the opportunity. Good night."

There was no grand battle.

There was no everlasting war.

There were merely those words. For, the very second those words were spoken, everything else simply ceased to be.

Your essence. Your hopes. Your lost. Your forgotten. Your world.

All taken away in the night. All vanished softly and silently, to never be seen again.

There is no applause.

There is no applause.

D E A D E N D

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

No need. I'll go ahead and post a Dead End. Consider this your resolution~

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

Looks like it.

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

Mediocre post because I don't want people to keep waiting on me but I won't be online for the rest of the day.

something something also get rekt savo

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

Matsushima Mitsuko
Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School

Mitsuko was jolted out of her thoughts when Yurika approached her, the girl tilting her head to the side slightly at Yurika's question. Had she come across as antisocial? She was just waiting for the people who said they wanted to talk to her after the club meeting to do so, after all, but maybe that could have come across as not wanting to converse with her club members? This was hard.

"Ah, you don't have to worry about your questions, Yurumiya-san. I won't ask you to forcefully restrain your personality while in my club; that would hardly be my goal. If you would like to be my friend, then I will be happy to consider you as one." She replied with a rather curt nod. While there wasn't an overt amount of excitement present in the occult eccentric's tone, a slight lilt formed in her voice towards the latter half of her statement, what seemed like an attempt at a smile playing along the edges of her express.

"I do hope you didn't take my mother's business as a personal insult, though. I really just don't want to inconvenience her more than she already is, but if she ever has the time, I will mention your request."

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

well im stuck since I need Three's reply.

it finally has slowed down~

@TrixyTrix

Sorry, been super busy. I'll reply either tomorrow or Sunday. ;;

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

Matsushima Mitsuko
Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School

Well, this seemed to be going...relatively well. The prospective members that remained were conversing amongst one another, and it looked like most, if not all, of them were planning on attending the Halloween Extravaganza. The turnout had also surpassed Mitsuko's expectations, so on the whole this had gone fairly well in her eyes. She would need to make sure the All-Seeing Eye's batteries got replaced before Saturday; an incident like what happened with that last time was too annoying to-

The club president's thoughts were interrupted as another newcomer entered the classroom, Mitsuko turning to face him with a stoic expression.

...really? Could people not keep proper time? She was getting tired of repeating herself.

Not bothering to change her words, and with a trace of annoyance present in her tone, Mitsuko rattled off exactly the same crash course that she had given stapler-girl Octavia.

"Yes, this is the Occult Club. I am the president, Matsushima Mitsuko; it is a pleasure. You've missed the formal part of the meeting, but not much was discussed informationally. Essentially, just know that the concept of a soul is important, but not fully understood. Rational occultism isn't irreconcilable with science, but there are stupid occultists who deny science, so ignore those ones. A ghost is a soul without a body that suits it; if it has a suitable body, it's alive; if it has a body that doesn't suit it, then it's possessing that body. The Halloween Extravaganza will be a nighttime ghost hunt at the school, with a spirit I've been monitoring for a couple of weeks. Just get the waiver signed and hand it to me on Thursday." She stated somewhat exasperatedly, gesturing to the stack of waivers next to the container of brownies. "And take a brownie if you like, as well."

After speaking, Mitsuko let out a soft exhale as she took a step back from the table where the waivers and brownies were positioned, idly waiting for those who had stayed after to talk to her to do so; she wasn't about to leave while her dear club members still had questions, after all.

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

Snow-proof roof tiles.

Please go and stay go.