week four | match ceremony & end

[showhost]

Welcome to the final match ceremony, where the teens bet everything on what they’ve figured out. Their wishes, their victory all depends on this.

Everyone is led to the same balcony set up as the previous weeks, and are left to get settled. There are cute finger foods and lovely drinks to have, as per usual.

To one side, there's a small stage of sorts, with a podium where the characters will place their hands to lock in their answers.

Wednesday and Ryuji, as well as Ritsuka and Lessing still have their place of honor over to the side, and they’ve now been joined by Mark and Anna. Enjoy chilling over there! The rest of the contestants are ushered to the main seating area to get all settled in.

And, standing in front of the makeshift stage, with a set of six unlit lights behind him and three lit lights, stand the two Co-Overseers. The Tsukasa and Nene fits for the final ceremony! Classy! You all dressed up nicely too, right? Tsukasa is counting on you guys.

Both Nene and Tsukasa take the stage with practiced movements, as if they are very used to stepping onstage together, even though this is the first ceremony where Nene will be taking part.

Tsukasa makes a sweeping gesture to the gathered company, a sincerely bright smile on his face.

"Welcome to the final Match Ceremony. This is it! I hope you are all ready–though, of course, I’m sure that you are.”

He clears his throat, and nods towards the three lit lights.

“You now have three Perfect Match lights–one for Miss Addams and Ryuji, one for Ritsuka and Lessing and one for Mark and Anna. This means that you only need five more to finally succeed.”

He takes a deep breath, and then glances over at Nene, meeting her eyes.

She takes over. Despite her tremulous introduction before, when she’s onstage, she seems to have a professional confidence that was lacking before, voice clear as she continues, "You’ve picked the ones who are going up this week, so this shouldn’t be a surprise… but let’s start.”

Tsukasa nods, and turns his attention to Sanji.

"Sanji, if you please?"

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Happy Match Ceremony! Each character picking this week will be called up in an order determined by the producers (read: rng'd). Each will get their own sub-toplevel that characters can react to at will.

After the matches have all been locked in, we will then find out just how many you all got right.

THIS IS IT! WE FINALLY MADE IT!

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Comments

[warhawks]

Oh, so you're an exhibitionist.

[ that's not what he said, ]

[hgeegh]

[For her, he could be.]

I'm just saying . . . ! If you want to do something, you shouldn't stop yourself, just because of that War Devil. But if you think it's weird, that's fine, too!

[warhawks]

Of course I think it's weird, but I'm used to it. Plus, she's a devil, so she's not going to be interested in human stuff. Probably. [ haha ] She can — I don't know, read a book, or think about killing Chainsaw Man, or something. We'll figure it out.

[hgeegh]

[How will Yoru read a book when Asa's body is preoccupied?]

Y-yeah.

[His heart skips several metaphorical beats as he nods. He can't believe they've just had this conversation. Another beat passes before he leans forward, reminded of another thing.]

If you ever want company, you can drop by the Sunny. That's our ship. I'm sure my crew would love to meet you. [Before he kills Brook for asking Asa about an upskirt view.]

[warhawks]

[ That's Yoru's problem, not hers. ]

You think they'd like me? [ ... ] I mean, of course they would. What's not to like? But if they got jealous, it could be awkward for you... are you sure?

[hgeegh]

We're not that kind of crew. They're a lively bunch . . . You'd have to room with the ladies overnight, but that's a better deal than bunking together with all the guys.

[The smell of sweat is real on a good day. He doesn't wish that on her (or Yoru).]

[warhawks]

Uh, yeah? Pirates are gross, and guys are gross, so that's double gross. At least the girls probably know what soap is.

[ Sorry Sanji. ]

I'll find time to come and see you. Nobody would notice if I was gone for a few weeks, and I can catch up on school afterward.

[hgeegh]

[Sanji has nothing to say to that, because the guys on the Sunny are gross (affectionate).

He also keeps the thoughts that follow to himself—those of Asa alone, fearful and scorned. Never again.]

Until then, let's keep in touch. I hear that device we all received will let us exchange letters and make calls. If it can really do that, I'll write every day.

[In other words, she'll be pelted with love letters every single day for the rest of his life, excepting a short period of time two years later.]

[warhawks]

E-every day...? Like, every day every day? Are you sure you'll have time?

[ As if Yoru hasn't suffered enough. ]

[hgeegh]

[Go read a book or something, Yoru.]

Of course! If it's for you, I can even write twice—no, thrice a day!

[warhawks]

I can't... [ No, she should focus on what she can do. ] I can probably write once a week, if that's okay? Or you can call me when I'm not in class...

[ She'll regret that last one. ]

[hgeegh]

[A weekly message from Asa? Be still, his heart.]

Just tell me the time, and I'll call you.

[Later, Asa's first call will be from a disgruntled Sanji who takes the promised time seriously, only for there to be copious amounts of shouting and cursing once he's spotted by the okama.]