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COUNTDOWN: PUTTING THE M IN MORALITY 3.0

Did someone contact you during your dreams? Perhaps you were lucky and a few images of your past lives were revealed to you. Then maybe when your phone begins to act strange, you aren't as surprised. Maybe there's a feeling that you've seen this before... could it be a case of deja-vu?

You could all say it started with a strange icon that popped up on your phone that day. September 9th, 2017, a mysterious icon begins your decent into a different world.

Did you press it right away out of curiosity? Did you press it accidentally trying to dismiss it? Or did you wait long enough for it to cover your entire screen, forcing you to interact with it? Either way, congratulations! You've got...a Terms of Service popping up in front of you?

Terms and Conditions ("Terms")
Last updated: September 9th, 2017

Please read these Terms and Conditions ("Terms", "Terms and Conditions") carefully before using the http:/www.applenet.net website (the "Service") operated by AppleNET ("us", "we", "our", "horse", "goat", "sheep", "apple", "shapple" "etc.").

Your access to and use of the Service is predicated on your acceptance of and compliance with these Terms.

By accessing or using the Service you agree to be bound by these Terms and agree to be part of The Team. If you disagree with any part of the terms then that's too bad. You already agreed to them by reading this far. Don't worry, you're not alone in this! In fact, you've probably had a little bit of a warning, right? Your friends warned you in dreams? Hopefully they did cause otherwise, SURPRISE!

AppleNET has no control over and assumes no responsibility for content posted or user privacy. You further acknowledge and agree that AppleNET and its affiliates shall not be responsible or liable, directly or indirectly, for any damage or loss caused or alleged to be caused by or in connection with use of or reliance on any such content, goods, death, night shifts, or services available on or through any such web sites or services.

Governing Law
These Terms shall be governed and construed in accordance the laws, by which we mean with little regard to its conflict with any laws. Are you still even reading this? I bet no one really reads this. PS for all apple pie needs, please contact Luci at Luci@applenet.com

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We reserve the right, at our sole discretion, to modify or replace these Terms at any time. If a revision is material we will try to provide at least 0 days notice prior to any new terms taking effect. What constitutes a material change will be solely determined at our discretion.

By continuing to access or use our Service after those revisions become effective, you agree to be bound by the revised terms. You don't have much choice cause it's time to start fighting back! You can do it! Or at least it will be interesting to see...

Contact Us
If you have any questions about these Terms, please contact us.

You quickly notice there is no contact number or address. Uhh---

DO YOU AGREE TO THESE TERMS?
Yes | Hell Yes | Man I Can'T Wait to See What this is About! | APPLES!
It really seems like you don't have much choice. After pressing one of the four buttons (one of them trailing off to the side of the screen), a new screen greets you.

21 DAYS REMAIN BEFORE FULLY AWAKENING

Hey! Welcome to your new half life. Something like that. I'm Luci! You don't know who I am, but I know who you are. Freaky huh? But that's okay, cause you got a few of your friends coming in too. Anyway, answer these questions, we're gonna have a fun time talking about them, I'm not being all fancy this time, got it? Don't worry if the answer sounds 'bad'. After all, you're gonna be working with the rest of us! What's the worst that could happen?

I mean, bad things could happen. But that's why there's other people to help you! CHECK IT OUT GUYS I DID A FRIENDSHIP THING. PS - If you see something from a guy called "Guts", he can be really mean sometimes, so be careful!!!

Are they... acting like they’ve just hired you for a new job? (And really being impolite too. Who is this Guts guy?)

The first (and only) question for today is:

Would you kill a man/woman?

1) Yes! That sounds fun.

2) Yes, but only because they killed someone I loved.

3) Yes, but only out of self-defence.

4) This question is confusing me because I am unable to reach a proper conclusion.

5) No! That's so wrong!

6) No, but mostly because no one should know about my dark secrets.

7) No, I'm too pure.

8) No, but I'd pay someone else to do it. Guilt free, AND smart!

As you go to pick out an option... or try to exit out of it... you witness an all-too brief memory of a life you think isn't yours. A flash that makes you think you were hallucinating... or maybe something you've seen before in your mind. Your head hurts, your heartbeat increases dramatically, and you can barely see anything ahead of you...

Wait, did you already pick something? You don't remember touching the screen, but something's already been highlighted and pressed for you. Staring at the 'saving' prompt, you will later find out it was a deeper memory from your heart. It might terrify you, what you've picked.

After that, the program displays nothing else for a few seconds before a chatroom (appleNET chat v.301.02) boots up, with a username already attached to your account and a little icon, either a sword or a ship steering wheel, next to it. More worryingly, your answer is the first thing posted from your name. Not even a hi or hello.

Well good thing no one has any idea who you are... right?

But don't worry... this time you're not quite alone.

[OOC: The memory should only last for a few seconds, but it would be something significant that would surprise them. It could even be related to this question!

All mentions of their profession or other clues that might reveal who they are will be changed to [INFORMATION LOCKED]. However, due to the dream memories, their usernames will be a combination of the demon you chose for their Persona and their REAL name (not their AU one).

FOR PLAYERS ALREADY IN THE GAME: Your character now has their REAL name and their demon name. Additionally, NOTHING GETS CENSORED WHEN YOUR CHARACTER SPEAKS.

For the new players, have fun!]

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There's another Andras who uses this app.

[...from what Fubuki recalls of the brief note of Mukuro in Kidou, Sakuma, and Genda's notebook, they're just as bloodthirsty. Why did Luci have to poke at the hearts of one of the people with that demon instead of something gentler?]

Maybe they'll volunteer.

[For fuck's sake, Fubuki. Don't pit people you don't even know against each other because you'd rather not deal with them. That's not the kind of welcome committee Kidou would approve of.

...even if it is tactically sound.]

ha
maybe if im lucky
might as well keep myself distinctive if im going to hang around for a little while

We used numbers to tell each other apart before. When there were more of us.

[...how many of the Marchosias pack even still remain? Fubuki regrets that he doesn't know them all very well.]

But it looks like the app is letting you use your real name already. That's a big help!

[Even if the number tradition was something Kidou helped create and abandoning it hurts more than he'd like to admit.]

helpful for who
i dont recognize either of them

[if it had been a Japanese demon that might not have been the case, but something from the Book of Solomon? Vincent was more educated than he'd ever care to admit, but even he didn't have all of those memorized.

and whatever 'Hiei' was, that sure as hell wasn't his real name. he rejected the very notion of having such a thing ascribed to him.]

You. Us. Luci.

You'll recognize them soon enough. See the countdown? That's not there for show.

In 21 days the "you" you think you know will be gone.

I wish I could tell you not to worry and that it'll be fun, but...

Well. Just stay strong. That's probably the best advice I can give anyone now.

well see what happens when it comes
im not about to be backed into a corner just because some assholes on the internet tell me to

[he'll fight it. whether he has any other reason beyond loathing being forced into doing something or not, he'll fight. of that Vincent is absolutely certain.

at least Fubuki won't have to worry about him not being strong...]

[Yeah...

...except Kidou had been strong, too. He was one of the strongest people Fubuki knew, even! But in the end his heart had still folded. All that was left was someone named Michi who didn't even wear his sunglasses in place of his goggles anymore.]

Mm. Maybe that's why I'm still here. And maybe that will help you, too.

[And maybe if his brother had been a little more willing to tear down the threats that came their way he'd have survived this, too. Maybe...

...or maybe it's his fault. Maybe he didn't do enough to protect him. Maybe he hadn't fought as hard as he should have, hadn't destroyed enough of those shadows...]

its sure as hell not going to hurt
theres no point in backing down before anythings even happened

[approach with the confidence of total victory. there was no other way to do battle.]

It wouldn't really matter if you wanted to back down, anyway. You've already come this far. Only the people with...

[Weak hearts? He doesn't want to say that, because it implies his friends weren't strong enough, and that's just not true. After all they'd been through, after surviving Shin Teikoku with their friendship intact, Fubuki knew they were exactly as strong as they needed to be.]

...some people have gone back to sleep. Because they're tired of fighting. But you don't seem like that kind of person.

fightings not exhausting if youre doing it right

[if you're winning and drawing energy from the thrill and pain of it all. he's spent so much of his life looking for confrontations in every moment, he can't even imagine an existence without it.]

let the sleep if they want
it keeps them out of the way

[It wasn't the first comment that sparked Fubuki's anger, but the last. It stung because it sounded so much like something he was prone to saying in the heat of battle, whether it was on the soccer field or hunting down shadows. But the truth was...they'd never been in his way. Why, if it hadn't been for them, he might not even still be standing.]

You don't know anything.

i dont need to to say that
its the same everywhere

They weren't in the way.

But they can't help us anymore, either. So those of us left have to work together. Even if the other person seems like someone you'd rather kick.

if you can get by without them then they werent very useful either
but i havent seen anything worth getting excited over here
let alone worth 'cooperating' for
so you can just count me out

You're right! You haven't seen anything. You didn't see how hard they fought for everyone! Including you.

While they were risking their lives all you were doing was sleeping! they've more than earned their break i'd say

but if you wanna survive you're not going to be able to do it alone. the shadows will just chew you up and spit you out again if you try and then YOU'LL just be the idiot in the way

didnt know this was the kind of operation that rewarded people for failing
nobody asked them to stick their necks out for anyone
im not going to pretend to be grateful for a bunch of idiots poking their noses into other peoples business
and im sure as hell not going to do it myself
you can pretend youre making a difference all you want
so long as you stay out of my way im not going to bother getting into yours

you want a fucking reward how about i give you one

i dont care if we're supposed to be a team i'll knock you out if you keep talkng like that about my friends

ill talk however i fucking like and we both know you cant do a thing about it
if the truth bothers you so much maybe stop making such shitty friends

yeah sounds like that's all you are too

just a lot of hot air and no action talk about a shitty replacement

i bet youre not even worth one of them
you're just useless garbage that's got no real fight you're just here to warm the bench

youve been here before right
this app wont let me talk about myself but it doesnt look like its doing the same for older users
pick a place and a time
ill come show you what actually finishing a job looks like
if youre lucky it might even be the last thing you see today

[Kidou would disapprove. Sakuma would try to reason with him. And Genda would physically restrain him if need be.

But none of them were there to tell him not to go through with fighting. Whoever this stranger was, they'd just insulted them. There was no match at stake here, nothing to lose by knocking some jerk in the nose. And his blood was boiling.

He couldn't say no.]

green valleys soccer field at 6pm

i'll be waiting

you better be
and dont bitch when i break your jaw

[whoever this is seems to be pretty worked up over nothing at all. Vincent's confident that he won't leave him hanging around like an idiot at the soccer field - and that's why he's pretty prompt about his arrival, sitting in the bleacher and smoking like the asshole he is while he waits.]

[Fubuki had considered giving 'Hiei' a chance to apologize, but upon arriving at their agreed upon meeting place and seeing the other boy smoking around his field...all bets were off.

He didn't have a soccer ball with him, but his aim was pretty stellar. Scooping up a small stone off the ground, he whipped it in Hiei's direction with the intent to bean the cigarette right out of his hand. But if he missed and caught him in the mouth instead he wouldn't complain.]

Hey, bastard. Show some respect.

[He gestured to the field to indicate what he was referring to. Not himself, but the grassy pitch where people poured so much of themselves into their best performances. Dirtying that up with a stinking stick of tar and other chemicals wasn't something he appreciated.]

[Fubuki's aim is pretty spot on, but unfortunately for him this isn't the first time that something's been thrown at Vincent. he manages to put the offending cigarette safely in his mouth before the stone ricochets off his hand without so much as a wince. he could probably have avoided that, yes, but that wouldn't have proved the point half as well.

he stands leisurely, as if some punk kid hadn't just called him out, taking his time to come down from the bleachers and get onto the field proper. when he finally deigns to respond it's clear why.]

As soon as I see something worth respecting.

[because there certainly wasn't anything worth that sort of effort present right now. once Vincent gets onto the pitch he discards his cigarette right onto the grass before wandering closer to his opponent, that same smug air of nonchalance enveloping him.

he never drops his butts onto the ground once he's finished with them, and has no intention of leaving even that one in place there. but it's clearly an action that'll wind Fubuki up even further, and he can't help but want to antagonize him to the fullest.]

[It was one thing to disrespect him, Fubuki could even live with that. But showing such blatant disregard for the field where his favorite sport was played, and even for nature itself...that was unforgivable.

In that way, the boy before him reminded him so much of Fudou. Antagonistic to the last, he'd do anything to draw a reaction out of his opponents. Fubuki had wanted to punch Fudou for some of the foul things that the other boy had said. And if it hadn't been for Someoka's interference, his chiding reminder that he'd be benched if he got violent, he probably would have socked him one, too. It wasn't like Fudou hadn't asked for it, turning his cheek towards him and even smirking...

...it was much the same expression that 'Hiei' wore now.

And this time, Someoka wasn't there to remind Fubuki to keep his anger in check. This time, there was no game he could lose by swinging first and asking questions later.

But first...

With a derisive snort, he turned and stalked across the grass towards the cigarette butt. After scooping it up out of the green blades he pinched the end between his fingers to make certain it was good and out, and then stuffed it into his pocket to be discarded properly after their fight.

And it was a fight he looked more than ready to take on now as he finally turned his attention back to the older boy, golden eyes zeroing in on Vincent.]

Okay, I'm ready now.

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