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You've all received judgment. A blinding flash of light followed it, and you wake up...

In Shibuya's Scramble Crossing once more? Hey, is this another shitty mythology gag? They really have to stop doing that.

But there's no need to worry. There are no shadow people mucking about, only your fellow Players (and Reapers!). The city is quiet, save for the music playing softly in the background, and all areas are open. And everyone here is now in possession of a bus ticket... on top of their entry fees being back! You've won, in all the ways that counted.

But there's one last thing you should do before you go home, isn't there?

Time to say goodbye.

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#JUDGMENT
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At 2:00 PM, the Trail of the Judged will open up, and the dog Noise leads them all to one last room. You've all made it to the end of the Shibuya River.

The Room of Reckoning. Dark, easily twice as massive as the church had been and empty save for a single stone throne and some murals, it would feel eerie and ominous if not for the familiar faces awaiting them next to the throne... As well as the soft music that plays in the background.

The Erased are all present as well -- they will find themselves behind a barrier, however, behind the living and unable to pass through it.

Anthy is sitting on the very edge of the throne. Her form is bright white, just like the times on the pawn shop and on the roof of the building in Pork City. The dog pads over to Anthy... No, the Composer, before slowly shifting back into Utena Tenjou. She grabs hold of the Composer's hand and kisses the inside of her wrist before moving to her side, Reaper wings in full display.

The air beside Maya shimmers with orbs of light shaped like butterflies, and Dahlia Hawthorne begins to materialize. Her hand is held behind her back, but the Conductor sighs and grabs at her. Light glints off the blade of a knife as Dahlia is disarmed. Pouting, she displays her wings and takes her place.

Maya, ever cheerful despite Dahlia's (latest) attempt to Erase her -- tosses the knife away harmlessly behind her -- it clanks off into the distance -- then gives Anthy a brief high five before taking her place beside the throne. Suddenly, there's a shift --- Maya's form becomes blindingly white and difficult to look at, almost as if she were a Composer herself. Huh!

Off to the side, leaning against the wall, Max watches.

Judgment is upon you.

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#TRIAL
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At 12:00, the greenhouse doors are flung open as one more area opens up. Welcome to the Trail of the Judged, Players. For some reason, the McDonald's booth will follow you in there. Like the rest of the tunnels preceding it, there's not much to see here except for the graffiti on the walls... And of course the McDonald's. Someone furnished the area with around twenty multi-colored bean bags. It looks just as sad as you'd expect. In one corner, there's a TV hooked up to nothing that somehow still works. It comes with a Switch. Why is it here...

Once they're all inside, music starts to play.

If you look behind the McDonald's booth in search for Max, you will... not find him there. Instead, it's Anthy who is wearing a McDonald's uniform. Her name tag reads "MANAGER." She'll wait until everyone is settled before making an announcement.

"Please find the remaining Reapers. If you already know the identity of one, please refrain from simply shouting it out. After we have finished this, we can proceed with the Judgment."

As soon as she finishes speaking, a familiar stinging sensation will hit their palms.

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It looks like you still have to vote.

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#INVESTIGATION(?)
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PLAYERS REMAINING: 17

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At 08:00, right as curfew lifts, a siren will wail throughout the city. It seems to be coming from some sort of loudspeaker even though none are visible. The siren will stop after a minute, lasting long enough just to wake everyone up before switching to some mood music. It's time for another bright, beautiful* day in Shibuya!

* Citation needed.

... Except this isn't where you fell asleep. You've all woken up in what looks like some underground tunnels behind the subway station...? Looking around you, it's clear: no one has been Erased this week. There's also a distinct lack of shadow people and background noises. There's only one thing to do: walk forward.

The dog will lead the way.

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#WEEKLY MINGLE
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It's another wonderful day in Shibuya. ... Somewhere completely different than you were last week!

All around you is the hustle and bustle of daily city life. No matter where you turn, you hear the chatter of pedestrians going about their business and the sound of traffic. Oddly enough, there doesn't seem to be any actual moving vehicles around no matter where you look. Still, that probably doesn't matter too much! Maybe you should check out some of the restaurants for a quick snack? Or find out what's out there in terms for entertainment? You can even enjoy the nice background music that plays at all times, although it's impossible to locate the actual source of it. But no matter what's happening, you can probably find something to do.

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#ERASURE
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No matter where they are, or what they are doing, at 2:00 PM everyone will suddenly be overcome with the urge to head outside to Towa Records. In the middle of the street, there is a towering cathedral that was definitely not there on any of the previous days. While normally this would be completely out of place, all players will find themselves drawn towards the building as if it’s meant to be there. As they get closer to the cathedral, however, the feeling will start to dissipate until it is gone completely as they are inside. Once everyone has arrived, the massive doors will slam shut behind them.

The interior of the cathedral is spacious, with rows of pews leading up to the altar where the Host slouches against it, finishing up the remnants of a Mickey Mouse inspired sundae. Seizaburo stands in front of the altar with closed eyes and a bowed head, tightly clutching a yatate. Although there's no sound as the group awaits the erasure, Seizaburo's lips move rapidly as if in prayer. On the altar is a knife and a pistol. The Host regards everyone with his usual unimpressed stare.

“Take a seat, fucknuts. Show’s about to start.”


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#TRIAL
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PLAYERS REMAINING: 20

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Ten minutes before noon, a voice will suddenly ring out over the city, booming so loudly that it must be coming from some sort of loudspeaker even though none are visible. The Host has a message for everyone.

"Hey, Players, it's time for the actual seeking part of this hide and seek baby bullshit. Get your collective asses to the trial site, chop chop, I haven’t got all fucking day. The way there's even written down for you idiots. Go."

True to the Host's words, there are helpful signs leading to where the trial is taking place. Everyone is expected to arrive by 12:00, and any stragglers will find themselves forced to enter the building that may be familiar to some of the players. As soon as the last person enters, the doors are slammed shut and locked and music starts to play.

Behind the cash register of the fully stocked restaurant is the Host, wearing a McDonald's uniform and name tag. Should you peer over the counter, it becomes obvious that he is standing on a box. His usual look of annoyed boredom makes him look perfectly at home as a minimum wage employee. Once everyone is settled, he will make an announcement.

"Alright, let's make this shit show official. You have nine hours to find who you think is the Reaper and vote. Fail, and face erasure."

When he finishes speaking, everyone will be hit with a sudden burning sensation on their right hand. On their palm they will find a counter etched into their skin with the seconds ticking down.

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You better hurry and vote.


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#INVESTIGATION
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At 08:30, half an hour after curfew lifts, a siren will wail throughout the city. It seems to be coming from some sort of loudspeaker even though none are visible. The siren will stop after a minute, lasting long enough just to wake everyone up before switching to some mood music. It's time for another bright, beautiful* day in Shibuya!

* Citation needed.

In front of Towa Records is a basket filled with disposable cameras. There is a sign attached to it that reads, “ONE PER PLAYER, BRING BACK ONCE FULL.”

Someone has been erased. Now, the rest is up to you.



Tag a top level! It's two or three character per area. Each character gets one disposable camera with seven pictures. Do as much of the investigating as possible here, because neither the corpse nor any of the physical evidence can be brought into trial. Once the body announcement is up, describe what pictures your character took! (Ex: the front of the body, the murder weapon in 3 different angles, the full crime scene from afar, a selfie of their own face, etc.) Feel free to have your character double back on any toplevels after the announcement if they would feel like they'd need more pictures for trial. You don't have to use all seven slots if you can't think of anything more to snap! We'll deal with putting them up as evidence during trial.

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#WEEKLY MINGLE
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PLAYERS REMAINING: 23

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It's another wonderful day in Shibuya. ... Somewhere completely different than you were last week!

All around you is the hustle and bustle of daily city life. No matter where you turn, you hear the chatter of pedestrians going about their business and the sound of traffic. Oddly enough, there doesn't seem to be any actual moving vehicles around no matter where you look. Still, that probably doesn't matter too much! Maybe you should check out some of the restaurants for a quick snack? Or find out what's out there in terms for entertainment? You can even enjoy the nice background music that plays at all times, although it's impossible to locate the actual source of it. But no matter what's happening, you can probably find something to do.

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#ERASURE
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No matter where they are, or what they are doing, at 2:00 PM everyone will suddenly be overcome with the urge to head outside to Spain Hill. In the middle of the street, there is a towering cathedral that was definitely not there on any of the previous days and shouldn't even logically fit. While normally this would be completely out of place, all players will find themselves drawn towards the building as if it’s meant to be there. As they get closer to the cathedral, however, the feeling will start to dissipate until it is gone completely as they are inside. Once everyone has arrived, the massive doors will slam shut behind them.

The interior of the cathedral is spacious, with rows of pews leading up to the altar where the Host slouches against it, drinking ramune. This fucking weaboo. Miki Kuroda sits in front of the altar on her knees, hands flat on her legs, waiting for the execution. Her short hair is braided and bunched into a small bun, and she stares across the hall with a distant look - not really focused on anything at all. She awaits her fate in silence.'. Behind her, on the altar, there's a knife. The Host regards everyone with his usual unimpressed stare.

"Take a seat, fucknuts. Show’s about to start."


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#TRIAL
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PLAYERS REMAINING: 27

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Ten minutes before noon, a voice will suddenly ring out over the city, booming so loudly that it must be coming from some sort of loudspeaker even though none are visible. The Host has a message for everyone.

"Hey, Players, it's time for the actual seeking part of this hide and seek baby bullshit. Get your collective asses to the trial site, chop chop, I haven’t got all fucking day. The way there's even written down for you idiots. Go."

True to the Host's words, there are helpful signs leading to where the trial is taking place. Everyone is expected to arrive by 12:00, and any stragglers will find themselves forced to enter the building that may be familiar to some of the players. As soon as the last person enters, the doors are slammed shut and locked. Mood music starts up once more.

Behind the cash register of the fully stocked restaurant is the Host, wearing a McDonald's uniform and name tag. Should you peer over the counter, it becomes obvious that he is standing on a box. His usual look of annoyed boredom makes him look perfectly at home as a minimum wage employee. Once everyone is settled, he will make an announcement.

"Alright, let's make this shit show official. You have nine hours to find who you think is the Reaper and vote. Fail, and face erasure."

When he finishes speaking, everyone will be hit with a sudden burning sensation on their right hand. On their palm they will find a counter etched into their skin with the seconds ticking down.

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You'd better hurry and vote.


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#INVESTIGATION
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At 08:30, half an hour after curfew lifts, a siren will wail throughout the city. It seems to be coming from some sort of loudspeaker even though none are visible. The siren will stop after a minute, lasting long enough just to wake everyone up before switching to some mood music. It's time for another bright, beautiful* day in Shibuya!

* Citation needed.

In the middle of Molco is a basket filled with disposable cameras. There is a sign attached to it that reads, “ONE PER PLAYER, BRING BACK ONCE FULL.”

Someone has been erased. Now, the rest is up to you.



Tag a top level! It's two or three character per area. Each character gets one disposable camera with five pictures. Do as much of the investigating as possible here, because neither the corpse nor any of the physical evidence can be brought into trial. Once the body announcement is up, describe what pictures your character took! (Ex: the front of the body, the murder weapon in 3 different angles, the full crime scene from afar, a selfie of their own face, etc.) Feel free to have your character double back on any toplevels after the announcement if they would feel like they'd need more pictures for trial. You don't have to use all five slots if you can't think of anything more to snap! We'll deal with putting them up as evidence during trial.

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#WEEKLY MINGLE
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PLAYERS REMAINING: 31

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It's another wonderful day in Shibuya. ... Somewhere completely different than you were last week!

All around you is the hustle and bustle of daily city life. No matter where you turn, you hear the chatter of pedestrians going about their business and the sound of traffic. Oddly enough, there doesn't seem to be any actual moving vehicles around no matter where you look. Still, that probably doesn't matter too much! Maybe you should check out some of the restaurants for a quick snack? Or find out what's out there in terms for entertainment? You can even enjoy the nice background music that plays at all times, although it's impossible to locate the actual source of it. But no matter what's happening, you can probably find something to do.

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#INVEGGSTIGATION
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At 10:00, while everyone is sleeping in due to lack of trial, a siren-- no, an alarm-- will wail throughout the city. It seems to be coming from some sort of loudspeaker even though none are visible. The alarm continues even as the usual mood music begins to play. It's time for another bright, beautiful* day in Shibuya!

* Citation needed.

In front of Shibu-Q Heads is a a pile of large baskets decorated with egg and bunny stickers, enough for every player. There is a sign attached to it that reads, “ONE PER PLAYER, COLLECT EGGS OR FACE EGGRASURE”

Despite the phrasing, no counter will appear on their hands. Oh well. Someone.... hasn't been erased? But there are eggs? Whatever, just go with it and collect them.




As usual, a maximum of two or three players per area! Top level with the location you're searching and collect Easter Eggs!!

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PLAYERS REMAINING: 32

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It's another wonderful day in Shibuya. ... Somewhere completely different than you were last week!

All around you is the hustle and bustle of daily city life. No matter where you turn, you hear the chatter of pedestrians going about their business and the sound of traffic. Oddly enough, there doesn't seem to be any actual moving vehicles around no matter where you look. Still, that probably doesn't matter too much! Maybe you should check out some of the restaurants for a quick snack? Or find out what's out there in terms for entertainment? You can even enjoy the nice background music that plays at all times, although it's impossible to locate the actual source of it. But no matter what's happening, you can probably find something to do.

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#ERASURE
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No matter where they are, or what they are doing, at 2:00 PM everyone will suddenly be overcome with the urge to head outside to A-East. In the middle of an alley, there is a towering cathedral that was definitely not there on any of the previous days and shouldn't even logically fit. While normally this would be completely out of place, all players will find themselves drawn towards the building as if it’s meant to be there. As they get closer to the cathedral, however, the feeling will start to dissipate until it is gone completely as they are inside. Once everyone has arrived, the massive doors will slam shut behind them.

The interior of the cathedral is spacious, with rows of pews leading up to the altar where the Host slouches against it, eating sushi. Huh, wonder where he got it from. Standing in front of the altar is Junko Enoshima. She latches onto Monokuma, clutching him against her chest. She's focused, looking at the place where she'll finally... get her despair. Uh. Again. She's antsy, burned legs bouncing her form in anticipation. People can hear a soft, low giggle past her lips. Behind her, on the altar, there's a matchbox and a can of gasoline. The Host regards everyone with his usual unimpressed stare.

"Take a seat, fucknuts. Show’s about to start."


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PLAYERS REMAINING: 35

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Ten minutes before noon, a voice will suddenly ring out over the city, booming so loudly that it must be coming from some sort of loudspeaker even though none are visible. The Host has a message for everyone.

"Hey, Players, it's time for the actual seeking part of this hide and seek baby bullshit. Get your collective asses to the trial site, chop chop, I haven’t got all fucking day. The way there's even written down for you idiots. Go."

True to the Host's words, there are helpful signs leading to where the trial is taking place. Everyone is expected to arrive by 12:00, and any stragglers will find themselves forced to enter the building that may be familiar to some of the players. As soon as the last person enters, the doors are slammed shut and locked. Mood music starts up once more.

Behind the cash register of the fully stocked restaurant is the Host, wearing a McDonald's uniform and name tag. Should you peer over the counter, it becomes obvious that he is standing on a box. His usual look of annoyed boredom makes him look perfectly at home as a minimum wage employee. Once everyone is settled, he will make an announcement.

"Alright, let's make this shit show official. You have nine hours to find who you think is the Reaper and vote. Fail, and face erasure."

When he finishes speaking, everyone will be hit with a sudden burning sensation on their right hand. On their palm they will find a counter etched into their skin with the seconds ticking down.

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You'd better hurry and vote.


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At 08:00, right as curfew lifts, a siren—no, an alarm—will wail throughout the city. It seems to be coming from some sort of loudspeaker even though none are visible. The alarm continues even as the usual mood music begins to play. It's time for another bright, beautiful* day in Shibuya!

* Citation needed.

In front of 104 is a basket filled with disposable cameras. There is a sign attached to it that reads, “ONE PER PLAYER, BRING BACK ONCE FULL.”

Someone has been erased. Now, the rest is up to you.



Top level with the area you're looking into! It's two or three character per area. Each character gets one disposable camera with five pictures. Do as much of the investigating as possible here, because neither the corpse nor any of the physical evidence can be brought into trial. Once the body announcement is up, describe what pictures your character took! (Ex: the front of the body, the murder weapon in 3 different angles, the full crime scene from afar, a selfie of their own face, etc.) Feel free to have your character double back on any toplevels after the announcement if they would feel like they'd need more pictures for trial. You don't have to use all five slots if you can't think of anything more to snap! We'll deal with putting them up as evidence during trial.

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#WEEKLY MINGLE
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PLAYERS REMAINING: 39

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It's another wonderful day in Shibuya. ... Somewhere completely different than you were last week!

All around you is the hustle and bustle of daily city life. No matter where you turn, you hear the chatter of pedestrians going about their business and the sound of traffic. Oddly enough, there doesn't seem to be any actual moving vehicles around no matter where you look. Still, that probably doesn't matter too much! Maybe you should check out some of the restaurants for a quick snack? Or find out what's out there in terms for entertainment? You can even enjoy the nice background music that plays at all times, although it's impossible to locate the actual source of it. But no matter what's happening, you can probably find something to do.

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#ERASURE
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No matter where they are, or what they are doing, at 2:00 PM everyone will suddenly be overcome with the urge to head outside to Miyashita Park. In the middle of the street, there is a towering cathedral that was definitely not there on any of the previous days and shouldn't even logically fit. While normally this would be completely out of place, all players will find themselves drawn towards the building as if it’s meant to be there. As they get closer to the cathedral, however, the feeling will start to dissipate until it is gone completely as they are inside. Once everyone has arrived, the massive doors will slam shut behind them.

The interior of the cathedral is spacious, with rows of pews leading up to the altar where the Host slouches against it, loudly slurping from a Shamrock Shake (tm) from McDonalds. Standing in front of the altar is Terra. He appears somber, but also prepared for what is to come. Where there was the butterfly knife on the altar last week, this week... there's fucking nothing. That's not good. The Host regards everyone with his usual unimpressed stare.

"Take a seat, fucknuts. Show’s about to start."


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