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THERE AINT NO PARTY LIKE A BLANKET FORT SLUMBER PARTY
Who: OPEN to anyone and everyone!
When: May 22nd (Saturday) after 6pm and the following morning
Where: Class 3-D
What: it's time to heal from all the chaos and murder with a blanket fort slumber party, hell yeah hell yeah
Sometime after school has fully closed for the day and everyone else has gone home, a sign is put up on the door to 3-D. In rounded letters and surrounded by drawings of flowers and a couple cartoon cats, it reads:
BLANKET FORT CONSTRUCTION ZONE
slumber party @ 8pm
all are welcome!
(rule breakers will be sent to JAIL)
... if you show up early, everything might still be in the process of being set up, but by 8pm most of the desks and chairs in the room have either been pushed to the sides or stacked strategically in the middle to form mighty fortress walls. These are, of course, topped with blankets for cover, because it wouldn't be a blanket fort without blankets. Blankets are a limited resource at the school, so it's recommended to bring your own if you don't want to share a fort with someone else. Or maybe just steal a big scrap of fabric from the art room. Close enough, right?
Aside from the obvious arrangements at the centre, there is an un-blanketed pair of desks set aside for snacks. Nene made cookies, and Clamor has put out a bowl of healthy nuts and fruit (as if anyone would actually take those over the cookies). For drinks, there are a few bottles of juice and one pot of (thoroughly filtered) tea and a few cups to use. A small folded sign at the table politely reads "Don't be greedy."
If you are greedy, or if you harass anyone else just trying to have a good time, you risk being sent to...gay baby jailโข. It is, as always, a cardboard box situated in the farthest corner of the room, and guarded diligently by only the most fearsome of dads and buff teenagers. You have been warned.
There is also a second cardboard jail cell on the opposite corner of the room, which is not labelled (yet). The inside is absolutely covered in scratch marks, since it's the same box that was used to catch the cat earlier in the month... but now it's jail 2: jail harder. It is reserved for criminals who cannot be allowed to collaborate during jail time, and you know who you are, please just behave yourselves.
This is meant to be a slumber party, so eventually, an amount of slumber will be expected. Luckily it's the weekend, so everyone is welcome to sleep in for as long as they want... just don't sleep in too late, unless you want to get stuck helping with clean up.
((OOC: It's another mingle!!! Feel free to make your own toplevels and comment around, start some party games, bring some extra snacks, hijack Nene's nerf gun to lay siege to your neighbour's fort... w/e!
This is meant to be something of a break from the usual death and despair of murderschool, so please don't do any actual murders in this log that is literally the lowest bar i can ask of y'all. Put warnings in your threads as needed! General chaos is fine, but characters that cause too much of a disturbance will be manhandled and sent togay baby jailโข. You have been warned... twice!!
ICly the fort construction and party is being arranged by Clamor, Noah, Sidney and Nene, but basically anyone who wants to pop in and help out is welcome to, and CR may have been asked to join/help out in advance. If you need an excuse for your character to come, someone else could've dragged them there to chillโjust ask!
anyway that's all pls have fun, go nuts))
When: May 22nd (Saturday) after 6pm and the following morning
Where: Class 3-D
What: it's time to heal from all the chaos and murder with a blanket fort slumber party, hell yeah hell yeah
Sometime after school has fully closed for the day and everyone else has gone home, a sign is put up on the door to 3-D. In rounded letters and surrounded by drawings of flowers and a couple cartoon cats, it reads:
slumber party @ 8pm
all are welcome!
(rule breakers will be sent to JAIL)
... if you show up early, everything might still be in the process of being set up, but by 8pm most of the desks and chairs in the room have either been pushed to the sides or stacked strategically in the middle to form mighty fortress walls. These are, of course, topped with blankets for cover, because it wouldn't be a blanket fort without blankets. Blankets are a limited resource at the school, so it's recommended to bring your own if you don't want to share a fort with someone else. Or maybe just steal a big scrap of fabric from the art room. Close enough, right?
Aside from the obvious arrangements at the centre, there is an un-blanketed pair of desks set aside for snacks. Nene made cookies, and Clamor has put out a bowl of healthy nuts and fruit (as if anyone would actually take those over the cookies). For drinks, there are a few bottles of juice and one pot of (thoroughly filtered) tea and a few cups to use. A small folded sign at the table politely reads "Don't be greedy."
If you are greedy, or if you harass anyone else just trying to have a good time, you risk being sent to...
There is also a second cardboard jail cell on the opposite corner of the room, which is not labelled (yet). The inside is absolutely covered in scratch marks, since it's the same box that was used to catch the cat earlier in the month... but now it's jail 2: jail harder. It is reserved for criminals who cannot be allowed to collaborate during jail time, and you know who you are, please just behave yourselves.
This is meant to be a slumber party, so eventually, an amount of slumber will be expected. Luckily it's the weekend, so everyone is welcome to sleep in for as long as they want... just don't sleep in too late, unless you want to get stuck helping with clean up.
((OOC: It's another mingle!!! Feel free to make your own toplevels and comment around, start some party games, bring some extra snacks, hijack Nene's nerf gun to lay siege to your neighbour's fort... w/e!
This is meant to be something of a break from the usual death and despair of murderschool, so please don't do any actual murders in this log that is literally the lowest bar i can ask of y'all. Put warnings in your threads as needed! General chaos is fine, but characters that cause too much of a disturbance will be manhandled and sent to
ICly the fort construction and party is being arranged by Clamor, Noah, Sidney and Nene, but basically anyone who wants to pop in and help out is welcome to, and CR may have been asked to join/help out in advance. If you need an excuse for your character to come, someone else could've dragged them there to chillโjust ask!
anyway that's all pls have fun, go nuts))
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Three! Who's got six?
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[ shuichi flinches once when the numbers are called and then lowers his hand to his side by reflex. so now he's just standing there saying nothing and pondering his life choices with the stick and the 6 on it kind of hidden behind his clothing.
unfortunately, she's gonna figure him out by exclusion anyway, soon enough. his resigned face says he knows that very well. ]
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she attacks him before he can try to make his escape, grabbing the stick in his hand to peek at the number. )
Hey, Sai-kyun, you're six! Why aren't you speaking up?
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...S-Sorry...
[ smallest voice known to man. but he's also been thinking, so after a moment he needs for recovery of what shred of sanity he still has: ]
I-It's not-- I'm not trying to get out of it or anything. I swear! [ those are the rules after all ] It's just... um. There was nothing in the order about where we're changing, right? So--
[ so he's dragging rika out of the classroom by her wrist. or are they just going to ask a girl to strip down in a room full of people...!? ]
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Oh... well, yeah, b โ ( but before she can suggest they can just change in the fort, or something, he's already dragging her out of the classroom.
well, fine, that works, too? they can make their big entrance even more impactful!!
once they're in a different classroom, she'll start shrugging her jacket off. she's keeping it, mostly because she's got Important Stuff in the pockets, but the rest is his. )
You can look if you want. ( she knows he won't, that's why she says it โ )
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[ does she think that's what he wants?? the distress is instant, obvious from the stiff and rushed lines he responds with, and the sudden motion of him turning away. it takes him a minute, and a couple of deep breaths against the surreal feeling of the last few minutes, before he finally... with very hesitant fingers, starts undoing the buttons on his uniform too.
still without so much as glancing over, he gets the jacket and shirt past his shoulders together, then tosses them both behind him and hopefully onto a desk. ]
How... can you always be saying things like these? It's almost like... you're not worried about yourself at all.
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instead, she stands with her back to him, slowly unbuttoning her shirt.
well, he sure did hit a spot, at least. being worried about yourself requires liking yourself first, right? she knows her mouth will get her in trouble someday โ already has, really, multiple times โ but if she doesn't say things for shock value, and distract everyone from who she really is, then... what's left? a sad, pathetic girl? nobody cares about that. )
Haha, why would I be worried? If someone tries anything, I'll just karate chop them. Pow-wow! ( the tone of her voice is perfectly lighthearted, as she throws her shirt onto the desk behind her and begins to pull the skirt down her thighs. )
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W-Well... I suppose that does sound like something you'd try to do.
[ he's picturing it and, yeah. rika jumping someone? entirely within the realm of possibility, and she might even win. she's a stronger person than him, there's no doubt -- but even so... is it really that wrong to still worry about her? if possible, he'd kind of hope that she wouldn't get herself in this sort of situations at all to begin with. she shouldn't have to put herself at risk for no reason.
his fingers hover absently around the hem of his pants, before he remembers he was doing something and starts to strip them. ]
Ah... Kawai-san? I know... that I'm weak and I'm far from the picture of reliable, but still... you know you can count on me if something happens, right? ...A-And it's not just me! Norton-san is responsible and strong, and Ouma-kun and Komaeda-kun might be the way they are... but they're both really smart and resourceful. Whatever it is... I'm sure we'd get through it.
[ it's a little embarrassing... to have kind of talked at her so much out of nowhere, and while they're doing something stupid like changing for a dumb game he knows is going to have him wanting to die in a bit. but he feels like... he just wanted her to know. ]
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it's all she knows, but... they're all kinda fucked up, aren't they? so it should be fine โ )
Pff, Koma-kyun? Smart? ( for now, though, she's just gonna casually dodge this, throwing her skirt on the pile of clothes to her right and then turning left to quickly grab his uniform. ) ... you know, it's fine to be weak. I'm weak, too โ but I learned to live with it, and accept it, and I think... it made me a little stronger in turn.
( she knows he's reliable. he's so, so smart and so perceptive โ she actually... kind of admires him, really, even if she's too awkward to say it out loud. )
The point is, even weak people are perfectly capable. So don't worry about me, 'kay? And, um... I'm not nearly as smart as you, but if there's anyone that needs to get kicked in the ass, I'll be there!
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[ Wasn't that the original point!? A small bit of exasperation does slip through in his voice, since it feels she's retained next to nothing of what he was trying to say, but... at the same time, he kind of knows she still did, so he can't keep the warmth out of it either. Besides, she's right. It's just like Momota-kun told him; he shouldn't be trying to do everything on his own. He wouldn't be able to -- no one would. That's why they have to rely on each other and work together... and when it comes down to it, he'll make up for whatever weakness she might show in any way he can, just like she'd do for him. ]
But... thank you. I'll be counting on you, for the things that I'm sure I can't do on my own.
[ Soft moment over, though... there's... the rest of it left. Sigh.
Thankfully, he manages to drop off his pants right before she picks up the whole pile so hopefully she should have every piece. Now... it's time to fumble around with an awkward hand to be able to find hers -- can't risk even trying to look, after all. He gets it in the end though... and then kind of just holds the clothes up in front of him with a thoughtful look. The size is kind of... ]
I don't know... how well this will fit me...
[ Does she have tricks to putting this stuff on in the first place...? ]
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she won't say it, that's not her style. as long as shuichi knows, though, it's fine.
and now, moving on to the actual challenge... his clothes are obviously too big on her. he's not that tall, but she is that short, which means he's got about, 20 centimetres on her anyway. )
Well, it probably won't. Just don't stretch my stuff out, got it? If you can't button it up, just leave it open! ( soft moment: ended. forcing shuichi to expose his titty: begun.
getting his stuff on her is easy enough, but it takes her a moment to like... roll up the pants so she can at least walk, and then she just turns, expecting him to be done. he better be. )
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I-I'm trying--
[ He's in the process already by the time she answers, and judging by the strangled, embarrassed voice, it isn't going very well. The shirt would normally need to get tucked into the hem of the skirt, he thinks, so he goes with the former first to make that easier but... well. The expectation vs reality meter is not on his side, that much becomes apparent immediately.
By some miracle, the sleeves are just enough that his twink-ass arms can go through -- though they're short and he has to pull them as far as he can. Even then... the material is tight on his shoulders and just barely suffices to go across. As for the buttons themselves... yeah, he's able to close like, one (1) of them at the front -- you know, just enough to cover some part of his chest because we all know anime boys aren't allowed to have nipples. The rest is in God's hands now.
...Nah, there's no God in here, those hands are the devil's.
The skirt... fares a little better on actually fitting him at least, though he struggles with the button there a little too. And forget about tucking the shirt, that's not gonna fit. It'll only really close... if he pulls it a little higher above his hips, and honestly that was a really short article of clothing to begin with. Rika wears this? Every day?? Or actually... he remembers her telling him that she made it shorter on purpose. (Shuichi whispering: why.) Suffice to say, not really much is still left to the imagination by the time he's done. ]
...
[ They turn at around the same time but honestly... no comment. He knows, leave him alone. ]
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it's not like she's never worn cuffed jeans, either, like the bisexual she is, so rolling up the pant legs neatly isn't a problem. as for the sleeves... it's kind of funny to let them dangle there awkwardly, so she just leaves them, figuring she'll roll them up when needed.
honestly, she's not sure what to expect when she turns around. the clothes aren't gonna fit, obviously โ but the overall image is...
it's..........
it is................. a lot. )
S... ( INHALE. EXHALE. WHEEZE. WHEEEEEZE. ) Well... ( tears. there are tears. she wants to cry. instead, she thinks of how to encourage him a little, maybe... ) I actually didn't know my uniform gave off that much of a hooker on the side of the road vibe... but this sure is enlightening!
( nailed it. )
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Please... take him out. ]
That's... not really encouraging...
[ He has no energy left to argue. But that sort of reaction... well, it's kind of what he expected already, so the most he can do is to turn his embarrassed expression away for a moment. There's that unfortunate aspect of being logical and able to take a good measure of things where... sometimes, you can just tell exactly how badly something will go even while you commit to doing it anyway because you don't want to break the rules and ruin the game for your friends.
That, or you just have no spine. It's debatable which he's feeling more. ]
A-Anyway, we probably don't have to stay like this for long. We just have... to show everyone that we did it, right? Even Ouma-kun can't complain after that.
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she didn't touch him, technically, but the intent is there. )
Even if it's just for a little bit, Sai-kyun is my escort now, and I'm getting my money's worth!! ( has she paid for this? no. does she care? also no, because she's already linking their arms together and dragging him right out of the classroom and back towards the sleepover room.
ready or not... here they come.
and yes, she's going to enter Very Loudly, slamming the door open with a big grin โ )
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[ He nearly jumps out of his skin and makes a muffled, pathetic sound of surprise that gets stuck in the back of his throat because really... what else is he gonna do? She just smacked his ass!? ]
I-I'm your... what? Escort...!? No one said any-- w-wait, Kawai-san!?
[ With how willing she is to listen, that's about as well as things go in the way of protesting, not even enough strength left in his body to oppose her. He just... gets dragged along, a stumbled couple of steps at first before he can adjust, following her to the best he can. Walking in skirts... is weird... he has to resist the urge to reach back and attempt to tug at the fabric every minute, in a futile effort to get it lower and covering more.
Honestly, she said escort but the realistic image ends up more like an owner leading along a scared pet. Maybe it's just practice for the Elizabeth round a bit later. ]
...
[ Rika might be excited to go in, but... he's not. Shuichi hides behind her at the first chance he gets in their entrance, thank you. ]
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it's cute when he tries to hide behind her, though.
not that she covers him up that much...
but now that they're here, she's gonna wave the too-long sleeve around like a flag, announcing their Arrival. )
Heey, where's our King?! We did your dare! ( OUMA COME LOOK )
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And then it does, and Kokichi nearly joins in the shrieking laughter. He restrains himself, all kingly and dignified, but his grin and trembling restraint make it obvious enough. Good job, your king is pleased.]
Wow, Kawai-chan is so handsome!!! And you found such a sexy date for the night, too!
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[ Is it easier to have a backbone when he's hiding behind Rika (well, as much as she even hides him) or is it just the sound of Ouma's voice that aggravates him instantly by reflex? Probably both, but anyway, the stress is foregone for a second in the favor of snapping in a tired voice. ]
We did what you asked us to... and you confirmed with your own eyes. That clears the round, so we're free to do what we want.
[ Such as, guess what: go change. ]
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My date's not only sexy, but also bold!! ( good job, shuichi!
it's still kinda funny how much he seems to bristle at ouma's sight, though. teas... teas... sniffs around... ) Hmm... well, I'm pretty comfortable, so I'm in no rush! Oumacchi, do you wanna take care of my date for a bit?
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Sure, I'm happy to keep Date-chan company for a bit!
[Smiling pleasantly, he pats the spot on the blanket-covered floor beside him. Come on, you know you want to...]
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[ He closes his eyes for approximately one (1) whole second, says nothing, then promptly leaves this classroom right back through the door. ]
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she turns back on her heel and grabs shuichi's wrist before he can close the door behind him, dragging him back in. )
Aww, c'mon, Sai-kyun! Just for a little bit, while I get snacks, and then I'll give you your clothes back!! It's a sleepover, have some fun!!!!
( she's gonna be sad if you leave... do you want to make her SAD? )
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