~ ♥~ Grand Summoner~ ♥~
- Jan 3, 2006
- Racing chocobos ~
What A W O N D E R F U L World : The World E N D S With Y O U
Such a wonderful, diverse city. This place is called Shibuya, located somewhere in Japan, exactly where isn't that important. Nonetheless this place is always so busy, with everyone minding their own business and roaming the streets, laughing with others, being oh so...filled with life. But were they truly living? Wittling time away, letting it go by so casually--was that what life was about?
Too bad I can't think on it more, I've still got some work left to do. The Game would start soon.
I am called Vivace. I am the Composer of The Reapers' Game. You could say that I'm head honcho, though I work more behind the scenes, letting others take care of everything for me on the surface of things. As head honcho, I called all the shots--and thus I also made sure all the preparations were complete. Sure, I could always send the Reapers--said others, my underlings, hee hee--to do it for me, but I really had nothing better to do once the Game started, so why not prepare it?
As of this moment, you could see a girl standing in front of Lapin Angelique, peeking through the glass curiously. In case you couldn't tell, that girl was me.
What was I doing? Inspecting the shop. Why? Because if I put a Mark on the shop, the Players could shop in the store. The sales have gone down, and I was wondering if I could help out. Maybe ask Ongaku to help the store out, it used to be one of my favorite brands. My thoughts then shifted to the Game Master I had chosen--Gendou...
"Why not." She stated to no one in particular--not that anyone could hear her anyway. The Mark appeared on the window, and she curtly turned and walked past many people, unpocketing her cellphone and flipping it open.
Letting out a small sigh, the girl shut her phone promptly after getting the answer she needed. A massive text was just sent out; the Game Master's mission sent, plain and simple : GET TO THE 104 BUILDING. Repetitive, dumb, and straightforward. Of course, at the beginning most people are worried about partners and such while the weak were weeded out.
Any moment now the Scramble Crossing would become an unforeseen battleground.