yogen | It's time for a FAMILY MEETING!

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It's time for a FAMILY MEETING!

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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[ holy shit an actual answer ]

...Huh.

[Hell, he won't even complain about any smugness. He's just caught up in getting an answer for once. His face goes blank, already turning over this new information, fitting new pieces into the puzzle.

"Taken a life or lost one." Maybe it's easier for him to accept given the mess he came from before "waking up" here. He's already died once before, after all. Theoretically. The fact they they're all still kicking, of course...

Damn. What even is all this? Some kind of really intense trick, some mind games? Is it real some kind of actual magic or whatever? That feels silly just thinking it, but he remembers the pain of dying so vividly. It's hard to imagine how that could have been faked. It's just also hard to imagine these two death game schools are completely unrelated, and one just happens to be somehow genuinely supernatural.

God, this is fucked.

His eyes cuts sideways to her after a long few moments, thoughtful.]

So what were you doing before all this? Your life didn't just start in the creepy murderschool, right? I've been hearing some craaazy stories from the others...

[ An actual answer, and the fact that Kokichi isn't taken aback like Clamor is makes her narrow her eyes just a little, though it comes with a nod of approval rather than a squint of suspicion.

Sometimes, all things are murder school. ]

No, I'm not supposed to be here. Before this, I was just... living my life. Same as any of you guys, from what I can gather.

[ Living life, committing crimes, whatever it is, she doesn't seem like she wants to say anymore. ]

Pretty wild assortment of lives we've got gathered here.

[Pointed, but he's not gonna waste his breath digging for her backstory right now. She doesn't exactly sound eager to talk about it. She'd probably just get angry and hostile again, and he wants to keep her talking while she's feeling so cooperative.]

So why do you get to remember while the rest of us don't? A game isn't fair if only some people get to know the rules. Who's in charge here? I wanna file a complaint!

I don't know. If you want to complain, take it up with the principal.

[ She's not the one in charge of the school or who makes the rules, get off her back. And that's saying nothing about how games aren't always fair, or how malleable rules are— how they can be changed, or broken, or made up- and that's all at the discretion of those in charge. ]

The only reason I remember is because I didn't properly die, probably.

[Rules and fairness matter if there's an audience. If they don't matter here...well, that implies that certain suspicions he had about his last killing game might not hold true here.

Anyway, there's something else he can latch onto here.]

Didn't you hear? The principal's been missing. Since like...spring break, at least.

[If the principal is the one actually running this game – if that isn't just an offhanded comment – then does their absence imply that something is different about this "round" of the game?]

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?

[He watches her carefully out of the corner of his eye, searching for any hint of deception. It doesn't seem likely, given how everything's gone so far, but he didn't survive as long as he did in the last death game by trusting people blindly.

But otherwise, his manner remains casually and apparently flippant as he shrugs.]

Who knows? I think poor Miss Vice Principal's been running things for now. But then again, there was a "dinner with the principal" prize in the auction, so maybe they showed back up...? Still haven't seen or heard anything about them, though!

[ She lets out a little scoff when she hears the vice principal's the one at the helm, because lord help that woman. I was PMed and did update the auction list with the principal dinner winner, which is Senku who received what amounts to an IOU for when the principal is available, just so everybody else knows too. ]

Sounds to me like you were better off wasting your points trying to get in touch with the principal, than on me. Or do you not believe in being so direct?

Ehh? But I get to ask you questions right now. That seems pretty direct to me.

[Rather than whenever the principal decides to show up. If they aren't dead in the pipes or something, anyway...]

Besides, Doll-chan is sooo nice! I'm super glad I picked you! It'd have been such a waste if some other moron won and just let you bleed out and then did god knows what with the body...

[ It's okay... the repairmen unclogged the pipes and now they can reassemble the principal, wait for him.

Nao makes a face at him, though it's hard to tell whether that's at the nickname or the accusation of being nice or Kokichi's general being, but it does plunge into a deep scowl at the thought of desecrating a body. ]

Would they? Who?

[ Name names. ]

I don't even know, that's the scary part! I told you in the bathroom, didn't I? Last time we found a body, someone hid it in the clocktower for some reason and just left it there rotting for weeks. Who does that?? And some of the people here are such freaks, I don't wanna know what they'd do with first dibs on a body...

[LOOKING AT U KOMAEDA...]

You told me what? No you didn't??

[ me looking back at that thread and he did BUT LOOK, WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULDN'T IMMEDIATELY BRUSH HIM OFF who would stuff a body in a clocktower and hide it there for week, what the fuck, she's sitting in a room full of psychopaths ]

[Isn't she lucky she got stuck with him instead???]

I did too! But I guess I can forgive you for forgetting since you were kinda getting stitched up at the time.

[Isn't he so nice? That whole mess aside, he leans in in a conspiratorial manner, subtly tapping at his wrist and grinning.]

So aaanyway. How's this whole game work? Are we aiming for a certain number of tally marks? If you get marks from dying, does that mean you just respawn or something? They really haven't told us anything.

[ So lucky... Honestly, though. ]

It's not a fucking game.

[ She sets that down first of all, eyes sharp as they flash at Kokichi, but she looks away after, brows drawn together in uncertainty. ]

I don't really know, though... There's nobody to tell anybody anything; it was all sort of unspoken. Having the most "points" by graduation was a popular thought. The senpai have experienced the game and know the rules by watching, while the first years... we get caught up in it and learn for next time.

[ Sometimes getting caught up in it means dying. Coming back, though... ]

Do you know how long it takes for a soul to renew itself? Seven years.

[It sure sounds like a game. A really shitty one where no one is explicitly told the rules and how to win, maybe, but a game regardless. He doesn't flinch away as she snaps at him, just watches her with a cool expression and a slight, unreadable smile, thoughtful.]

So if we hadn't stopped you from dying, then you would have revived in seven years to try again?

I don't know. It's just a belief... It's not like anybody would be keen to test that out.

[ Definitely not her, who idly rubs her thumb over the fabric over her left wrist, who doesn't want to die even once because what is seven years to somebody who is dead? It may as well be an eternity. ]

...you don't remember everything when you come back, either. If it's without remembering, the "you" who died may as well be permanently gone— it wouldn't be the same, you wouldn't be the same person- it's not...

[ It's a mess of an existential crisis, that's what it is, and she shakes her head because she doesn't want to think about it. ]

[Something about that itches at some deep corner of his mind. It's hard to say what it is exactly, but it jostles the same brain cells as his suspicions about their memories and the flashback lights from back in the Ultimate Academy. Nothing concrete, but it's certainly something that's gonna drive him crazy in the coming days.

His eyes flick to her worrying at her wrist. With a quick stretch, he rests his chin in his hands, the picture of idle bored chatter to anyone who happens to glance their way.]

How creepy... Hey, is it just a tally for every death and kill, or do they cancel each other out or something? Can you tell which it is just from looking at them? I wanna know if I had a crazy kill streak going on or what, y'know?

[Flippant, or just covering for how deeply curious he is about all of this? You decide.]

I don't know.

[ Honestly? looking at Kokichi, she suspects crazy streak, and with that thought she shifts a little away from him in her chair, which honestly isn't easily done without falling right over. ]

It's not like people advertise their marks or talk about them. High numbers make you a target, so most people hide them with long sleeves or wristbands or makeup or whatever. You especially should be careful not to show anybody your numbers.

[ Mister Dozen Tallies, jfc ]

[He's definitely seen glimpses of some people's wrists that seem higher than his! His score isn't that high!

But he catches that look and snickers.]

Relaaax, that was a lie. I'm totally a pacifist! Would a serial killer try so hard to save some random girl?

[Well. Maybe if said serial killer was really interested in the information said random girl has. But no worries, he's definitely a harmless supreme leader of evil.]

Buuut, if I'm understanding it right, doesn't all that mean you can "win" whether you die a lot or kill a lot? Becoming a target still gets you another point, doesn't it? It just takes longer.

[ Anything more than zero is high, with the weight that it carries. Both killing and dying... it's against human nature to do either. ]

I don't know. I wouldn't want to die a dozen times and wait a hundred years just to catch up to you, and you don't know what the target number is either. I don't think mass murder for the sake of numbers is the answer to graduation either... otherwise the school would have been gassed or set on fire.

[Dying over and over again just to reach some unspecified goal...? Hell, maybe this is all just some kind of twisted purgatory. It'd make sense for Kokichi to be here at least, then.]

If that's the only way to graduate, then what happens to third years that survive to the normal end of their school life?

I don't know.

[ She's getting tired of sounding like a broken track record, especially when it comes to questions being posed to her with the expectation that she should know the answers, but she doesn't, and she crosses her arms and frowns. ]

Look, I was only here for a couple months, so all I can do is spitball with you. Maybe they "graduate" too. Maybe they repeat the year. Maybe there aren't any other third years left and the whole point is moot.

[ new drinking game: take a sip every time nao-chan says "i don't know" ]

Maybe they get tossed into the void as punishment for not getting enough points in time! Lucky us for being first years, huh?

[That's actually a worrisome possibility for everyone who was labeled third years, though. If there is a time limit of sorts, it doesn't seem fair to arbitrarily give some people less time. But then, this place doesn't seem to care much about fairness.

Kokichi makes a show of sighing, slumping in his seat.]

But it's weird, isn't it? I mean, we've all only been here a few months too, so why does Doll-chan get to know so much more than the rest of us? You said you just learned by watching, but we've been trying so hard to make sense of everything, y'know? Are we just really dumb...?

[ She looks around the room. Looks at Kokichi. ]

Yes.

[ Maybe you all are just really dumb. Truth is, she doesn't know why— has to bite back actually saying it— and shakes her head instead. ]

Maybe it's just... the class I was with. The ones that were aware too, who learned things and shared them. But that's nobody I recognize here.

[Ostensibly, this whole meeting is to share things everyone's learned. But, well...

A table flies across the room.

...Yeah, maybe they just suck. Kokichi heaves another dramatic sigh, slumping further to lean against Nao.]

I can't believe I drew the short straw on classes.

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