#majorityruleannouncement

It is at that point, desperate and running out of options, that a new message is finally displayed on the monitors all around the hotel.

In plain text it explains the way out is through a hatch in the ceiling of the deceased All Might’s room. You need only climb the ladder up and out of the underground hotel to finally taste freedom.

It seems to be over, but there’s still the questions of how and why that may never be answered. Roulette’s motives, who she was working with or for if anyone, and where she went; all of this remains a mystery.

But, at least; it’s finally over.

Tic

Tic

Tic

In the absence of the countdown display, the echo of the analog wall cock sounds deafening as the hours, then minutes, then seconds go by.

Tic

Tic

Tic

You watch as the hour, minute, and second hand all land on the number ‘12′. Midnight. It’s over. With the tablets broken, no votes have been cast. Those still wearing collars can’t do much other than wait for their inevitable doom.

Each collar begins to beep, but not the sharp, rapid, high-pitched, warning beeps that had proceeded previous deaths. No these were a softer, lower, almost constant tone. And then it happens.

A clicking sound follows, the latch on the inside of the collars opening. Every single remaining collar opens, and then falls away harmlessly. The monitors still show nothing.

The rest of you can only hope they’ve found something useful and will return shortly, as time is running out. If the countdown hits zero and none of you have voted;it’s game over for everyone.

Well, good luck at any rate.

It’s 12 hours before the third round, the third vote. Where you will be given 3 days to make a choice, and at least 6 of you will die. The inevitable has been hanging over your heads like a cloud, as you struggle to find a way to survive. That cloud has just gotten heavier, as it seems your tablets are suddenly not working.

You have no way to vote. And not voting means certain death, you’ve seen as much happen to poor Sero.

If you ask Roulette what is happening, you will receive no answer. The Monitors that Roulette usually uses to communicate with you are off and won’t turn on, not even displaying the usual countdown clock.

“Hello hello hello!” Roulette’s voice brings your attention to the monitors once again. Like the last round, it’s been 24 hours since voting ended. Does this mean there’s another rule change?

Shortly after her voice can be heard, the villain herself appears on the monitor.

“I hope you guys are having fun, I know I have been! That last vote was particularly interesting, wasn’t it?”

“Unfortunately, the Truth and Dare rule change will not carry over for this round. If you haven’t gotten a truth card already, you’ve missed your opportunity. Too bad.”

“But don’t fret, the fun doesn’t end there! I have a brand new twist to the game that will be sure to bring a thrill! Are you ready? Here it goes, the theme this time around is; Threads of Fate!”

“Each of you has received a partner card with the name of another participant. For the upcoming vote, your fate is tied to that of your partner.” 

“If your partner is chosen in the vote, you will die as well. If your partner is a Sacrifice, you will be sacrificed as well. If the Keymaster’s partner is chosen, the Keymaster will die as well; but the rest of you will remain safe.”

Tied fates? With two sacrifices, each tied to someone, and the chosen person as well...this time at least six people will die. You look at each other. Six people, that’s almost half of the remaining group.

Was this planned from the beginning, or retaliation for the last vote? It’s hard to tell. Roulette, as always, is impossible to read.

“Well then, do your best to stay alive everyone! No matter the cost.”

“And remember, as long as you all are participants in my game, your lives are in my hands!"

Roulette’s voice ringing out is all the warning the participants get before your collars once again inject a sedative; causing you all to pass out one by one.

When you all wake again, the room is spotless. As if this horrible night had never happened. Even the dirt has inexplicably vanished; an iron sheet covering what used to be the exit. Or, the door labeled ‘exit’, as it had not been an exit after all.

But it happened, the reminder is displayed; clear as day on the monitor.

Giran (bxnnycasebrokxr)

Jirou Kyoka (yuugxn)

Iwabuchi Mayumi (yuugxn)

Kinomoto Kazumi (drexms-or-nightmxres)

Todoroki Rei (rupturedice)

Dabi (fxneral-pyre)

Kaminari Denki (galactiicsouls)

Mr. Compress (galactiicsouls)

Shinsou Hitoshi (heartfulmind)

Toga Himiko (musehorder)

Awata Kaoruko/Bubble Girl (musehorder)

Hagakure Toru (musehorder)

Komori Kinoko (musehorder)

Aiba Manami/La Brava (musehorder)

Katsuki Bakugou (reticentluminary)

Izuku Midoriya (reticentluminary)

Hawks (reticentluminary)

Midoriya Izuku (unsuccesscr)