It's time for a FAMILY MEETING!

[mermaidcursed]

Who: Everyone!
When: May 11th, 6 PM
Where: Class 1-B (Gaming Club Items have been stored safely) 
What: It's time for a family meeting! Because seriously some things need to be DISCUSSED.
WARNINGS: Death and murder, discussions of cannibalism

After a night of a feral cat losing it's goddamn mind, a day of half the adults and several students looking absolutely exhausted and more, and the end of the auction, clearly something is up. Plus, there'd been plans to investigate certain things after the last meeting that never had been elaborated on. So this time, Nene takes things into her own hands. So once again, transfer students will find a note in their lockers requesting their presence at Class 1-B at 6 PM, after everyone else has gone home. 

Even if last time was... kind of a mess. 

Is she desperate enough to enact a speaking ball? ... Not yet. But in her pockets is a brand new NERF gun and five darts. 

So she unearths the cardboard jail, set up around some desks in the corner, but otherwise clears the board and sets out pieces of chalk... but hoo boy, does she look kind of miffed? And it doesn't even have anything to do with Hanako-kun cracking up at Gay Baby Jail. He'll understand soon enough. 

On the board is several things in chalk- "LAST NIGHT", "NEW THINGS" and "FROM LAST TIME" with lines underneath, like she's perparing to take notes. Thankfully, there is more than one piece of chalk however. 

// OOC RULES 

As with last time, this is a free-for-all! Feel free to start discussions, theories, or share information and jump around between things and include everyone! Inviting others into the discussion is great, everyone should get a chance to be involved.

HOWEVER: LET THE OOC DISCOVERER SHARE THEIR OWN DISCOVERIES ICly. People work hard for their clues and information, and there should be no thunder-stealing!

Should there be any concerns or suggestions for the setup, please just let me know! 

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[hanaban]

...Would you? Rub my toilet bowl...?

[ He looks almost embarrassed, hands clasped in front of him and fiddling with the hem of his shirt. ]

Nobody's ever done that before.

[mermaidcursed]

( HANAKO-KUN STOP ARE YOU PICKING ON A 10 YEAR OLD )

[hanaban]

No.

[ His voice falls quiet, and the smile slips off his face, but he does not look away from Rika's eyes. ]

Whatever you're thinking, you should stop. Death is the end. There is no such thing as bringing a person back to life. I am a spirit, but I am not alive— I cannot move forward, I have nowhere to go, it isn't living.

[ It's simply existence, but existence isn't the same as life. ]

[hanaban]

[ STOP HE WOULD PICK ON A 10 YEAR OLD ]

[mermaidcursed]

( H A N A K O K U N )

[obsessiveness]

You can kinda clean yourself up in that weird voidworld? But I could reaaaally use a damn bath right now, it's what I deserve after going through so much shit in little over a month.

[ huffs ]

As for memories, some students like Kudo claims that she knew me since middle school, but I don't. And it's not just because she's plain or anything.

[hanaban]

[ He huffs, and when he looks back up at Komaeda, the smile is back on his face. ]

Two people trying to fit in where they don't belong, huh? Crowding out all the other pieces just by being here... Is that what you want?

[ One piece that doesn't fit warps the whole board, it's no good, Komaeda. ]

[commences]

If they're unable to handle us, then they don't deserve the lives they have. ( there's a smile on his face that doesn't disappear at all, and while he understands hanako's logic, there's one komaeda has of his own that helps him manage. now, the great thing about this is, the people he's surrounded by are talented, so he knows if things change, they'll be able to handle it. that's what it's like to have hope! )

Anyway... I know I'm too insignificant to crowd anything, and my worth is that of an insect; I might as well die to feed the soil they walk on.

( that said, the world isn't perfect for certain people who are involved in it. ) And I will. ( a pause. )

...But that doesn't mean your hope can't do anything for them.

[commences]

( komaeda will do it for you. )

...If I recall, Rokkun said that... Kudo-san's an artist, and they normally have an eye for people.

( a pause. )

Also that you were objectively beautiful.

( how does komaeda remember this? it'll cycle out soon. ) That means her crush on you has grown... and grown... ( he's just digging it in at this point. )

[extinctive]

I did see that message on my device, but I wasn't able to reply on time. I apologize in any case, Kokichi. I'd have arrived sooner if I wasn't so busy fiddling with the buttons just to answer back...

[ he's a boomer ok, he don't know how to text like a zoomer. also what the heck is an npc, even - ]

Now, if you could've just cried a bit louder, I'd be able to come rushing in to your aid instead of relying too much on these contraptions. But you were able to take the stabs Miss Nao did to you, so I'm sure you were able to bear with it a while longer?

[ yeah boy just cry wolf as hard as u can, this doctor will come running :) ]

[hanaban]

Who says your death will be a fertilizer and not a poison?

[ Dying... sort of has a negative effect on people, especially when it involves somebody familiar. Komaeda doesn't even have to be significant, or friends, or anything of the sort to anybody. All that matters is proximity, which isn't hard when you're trapped in one building together. ]

Well, it doesn't matter to me whether you live or die, as long as you keep Yashiro out of it.

[trialbyliar]

Aww, it's alright, Figaro-chan! Those old fingers don't work like they used to, huh? I guess I should be more considerate of our elderly classmates when doing things that affect all of us.

["Cookie" smiles sweetly.]

[commences]

A poison...

( has he ever thought about that, give him a moment to process those words, and the reaction he gives is a light chuckle. he shakes his head, glancing at the people in the room before looking back to the young boy before him. the way he talks tells komaeda that he shouldn't take him for what he looks like, and acknowledge him for what he knows. sigh, alright, he won't treat you like a child... for now. ) Nope, I believe in their hope, they'd never allow something like me to ruin them! That's why they'll grow stronger, even I know that.

( aw, not him being cute about nene now. )

Who?

[trialbyliar]

It's not silly!

[He's almost pouting, childishly serious. And then he points to his own clearly adorable face, leaning in conspiratorially.]

See this baby face? It's a weapon. And you have one, too! You're super lucky. People will fall all over themselves to help out a cute kid, y'know.

[mermaidcursed]

( considering her own doe eyes got even kokichi, she should be aware of this... and yet. she can only blink owlishly at his words. not to mention, she's not much of an actress... )

I don't... I'm not like you, though.

( it's not even an insult- he's good at what he does, even if it's not something most people would approve of. but she's very much not. )

[extinctive]

Mm, please do keep that in mind. Doctors may be very vital in do-or-die situations like this, but I'm still only one person in the end. They're also responsible for deciding who gets to live or die, and I'd hate to sacrifice one over the other whenever possible even if one of them has a minor injury.

[ had it not been for the powercap he would've possideo'd you to bits without leaving a single trace behind but whatever ]

[dangernoises]

Oh you must be the other Doctor I was hearing about?

[dangernoises]

Why are you saying that with such a face - no! NO She will not do that.

[dangernoises]

I think he means well... He is going through a lot from what I understand. I think you should feel his greeting, to let you know he sees you.

[extinctive]

[ TURNS AROUND AND FLASHES A MORE GENUINE SMILE WITH NARY A BEAT ]

Why, yes! Dr. Figaro Garcia, at your service. Is there something you need?

[dangernoises]

[ He did over hear some of what was said, but he also derived it akin to a tone where one was joking. Or playing around - well that is what he thinks at least. ]

Dr. Henry Jekyll, [ A hand is offered. ] I study medical sciences. I know the circumstances are weird, and it might be odd saying this but... I am a little glad to know other scientists are here among us. From what I can tell, there are a few of us.

[extinctive]

[ the less jekyll knows about the passive-aggression, the better. but anyway! figaro will shake the good man's hand in return. ]

Likewise. We need all the help we can get while we're here. We would've been able to patch up Miss Nao and the others if there were more of us...

[adsum]

Maybe...?

[ Without context, she really doesn't know, especially if the graduating student is, presumably, a third year or if Nao just didn't get to talk with her much before she bit the dust. ]

Which one's Shuichi? He keeps pictures? A friend?

[ Creepy. Who carries around photos of people in this day and age ]

[dangernoises]

I she not well? She seems content with her wounds currently, I doubt she has want to trust us either on that front. I don't blame her...

[ Looks over the hell fire that is occuring ie. Komaeda, ouma, rika, Stephanie, the new ghost kid, etc. ]

[adsum]

What does that even mean, missing?

[ Legit missing? Killed off? Ditched work because being the principal of a hell school must suck? ]

Then, who's in charge now? The principal must've been replaced, right?