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Mechanical Voice-Kun
Group Date Theme

As the final answer came, the room went dark. "Now then, it is time to decide your destined partner. But before we do, allow me to go over the previous questions. ... on second thought, you can do that. They are all in your previous posts. Your destined partner is..." A drumroll began in the darkness, and suddenly a spotlight appeared in the grand final hall. The spotlight moved around the large heavenly garden and passed over many faces...men...women...dogs...beardogs...barracudas...a demon...Tala was in there somewhere...until it finally stopped on...

Suddenly the lights went out, and the sound of a piano drifted by Cassim's ears. When the light began to return, it was tinted with a deep blue, a color he soon discovered to blanket the whole room. Sitting before him was a short, bald man with a wide smile and long nose. "Interesting...Welcome to the Velvet Room, my dear young man, To think that this was among your possibilities. But, those without ties to a guest are not allowed to enter here. Form strong bonds, and we may be together again...someday. Until then, let this be a passing dream, just out of memory..." Cassim's true love(!?) waved his hand, and suddenly Cassim felt woozy, his mind becoming jumbled. The lights seemed to fade, and just as the darkness closed in, so too did Cassim pass from consciousness, returning to the school. All that remained was a vague image of a lovely (hrk!) silhouette, and a few foggy words.

'Persona persona persona, social link social link social link...!'

Wut?


Cassim's Destined Partner - Mysterious Silhouette! (he can't remember!?)

There was way too little fog for this to be Babel. It definitely felt strange, and the binding on his hand was unusual. Gin glanced at the girl beside him, but both her apology and demeanor suggested to him she wasn't the one at fault. In which case... "It's no bother." Gin tried to offer some comforting words as he used his free hand to brush the hair out of his eyes, glancing around again. He recognized this, this was that Group Date Cafe Mataki had set up! But he was in the Auditorium, not the school building. How did he change locations entirely? 'No...stay focused. She seems flustered too, so there's no reason to make her uncomfortable by losing your cool too.' The feeling of locking hands with Fujihara was a little strange though, and he raised his right to fake a cough as he turned his eyes away. "Relax. I'm not really sure what's going on, but it sounds like we just have to do what the voice says, right? And it doesn't seem like you mean any harm, so I don't mind letting things play out." Gin turned his head to glance into the eyes of the black haired guest, hoping an introduction would make things less awkward. Although with a field of flower petals around them (that environment was fake, right?), there was only so much you could do to ease the situation. This place really did look like a little slice of heaven...how did they manage all this in just a few nights?"I'm Eiji Mishima. My friends call me Gin though, if you'd prefer." Gin offered a smile, walking forward slowly in an attempt to coordinate the two, and get that repeating message from above to leave them alone for a little bit. "What the..." Of course, it only took another moment of observation for him to spot the photograph ahead, and when he did he...haaad to take a moment to make sure his jaw didn't drop as it completely exaggerated on this whole situation. How much work went in to this elaborate setup...!?

Gin had never been a big wedding person. Mostly, a band like theirs didn't tend to even get asked to do wedding parties. So it was a little strange that he was now looking at a...probably doctored photograph of he and Arisu at a wedding he didn't remember, the young woman held close in his arms. "Y-you look wonderful. In that dress, I mean." Gin tried to play it cool, but with each word he felt his cheeks getting a little hotter, and himself becoming a little more flustered. 'That probably didn't help.' He thought, scratching his cheek. "Buuut, I think that photo's fake. I don't remember either of us appearing at such an event. Perhaps we should ignore it. It's likely some sort of trap." Gin tried to nudge his partner forward, towards the Chapel in the distance which they'd been told was the end zone. Fujihara seemed to be keeping a cool head about the situation for the most part, which made him feel a lot more comfortable around her, but she was probably just as amused as him on the inside. And embarrassed. You couldn't forget that part.

After what felt like an eternity walking towards the Chapel though (in his mind at least; after all, the implications of this setting were pretty heavy), Gin felt like they weren't getting anywhere. Maybe the picture was more of a hint, than a trap. And if that proved to be true, then the only way they'd escape this setup was to play their parts..."Fujihara, my apologies in advance." Taking the initiative on his gut feeling, Gin turned suddenly, sliding his arms around Arisu. For a moment his face leaned down a little too close and too casually towards the young lady's...and then in one swift motion the tall man swept an arm under her legs, picking her up bridal style just as they'd seen in the picture. A moment passed as he looked into her eyes, thinking to himself, roughly... 'This isn't working at all. Crap.' Inwardly, he was screaming. On the outside, he was grinning coolly, trying not to overload Arisu after this obviously misleading action. And somewhere, over the rainbow, an evil(!?) Mechanical Voice-kun was laughing. "I thought if we recreated the photo, it might unlock some secret. But this is kind of embarrassing, isn't it?" Gin commented calmly, offering another comforting smile to Arisu.

Mechanical Voice-Kun
Group Date Theme

This time when the contestant answered the chains shook in response, falling to the side. The door slowly swung open, and on the far side was...another hallway! If only they'd brought some friends along, this walk might have been quite the adventure. They could have enjoyed the smell of roses earlier, and the snacks that they had passed by, as well as a lovely stroll by the fountain that was before them.

...

A fountain!? How the hell did they manage to get something so expensive, so difficult to install and so absolutely beautiful into this attraction!? The whole room looked like a small garden, with a pool full of koi and a flowerbed surrounding it, as well as a gazebo in the middle where it appeared a couple could stroll through casually. Shouldered on the backs of the parents who'd sent their students to Yasogami, such a thing would have never been in the budget...the Student Council President must have been a truly frightening figure! And on the far side of this little oasis in the festival lay another door, one which they must hesitantly, reluctantly enter, and through which they'd find only more chains.

“Since you are enjoying yourself so much, I hastily present you with…question number 7."