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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 jail™. 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 to ~~gay~~ baby jail™. 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 chill—just ask!

anyway that's all pls have fun, go nuts))

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( she's like, 2 seconds away from shaking like a chihuaua, because it's okay for her to cling to people but under her rules, okay? also, this feels like a scene from some romantic drama she'd probably watch and sigh about? and still, she can't deny that this feels nice and cozy, and that having his attention is satisfying, so she sits there. stiff. unmoving.

she's gonna bite him again if he moves. )

Yeah. ( deep breath. ) Perfect for secret sharing, right? 'cause nobody else can hear us.

[ "Yeah," she says, heaving a sigh. Rokkun hums, shifting a little so he can rest his chin on top of her head. Where can she bite?? with her side against his chest ]

You don't sound okay. I'll give you this secret for free: I'm not okay either.

[ Like that's a big secret. ]

( if she were plopping down in his lap specifically to tease him, it'd be a different story, okay? but where she excels in being verbal and forward, she hates showing people that when push comes to shove, actual affection is... strange. vulnerable. she doesn't feel like she has the upper hand, and yet she doesn't wanna leave, either, curled up against his chest.

listen... his titty is right here. )

... why?

[ I hate that I read tags from the bottom up and then got confused thinking Rika was going to bite off Rokkun's titty ]

Hm... I guess it's because I've never done anything like this before, and it's making me a little anxious. A little scared. Can you hear my heart beating? I try not to think about it too much.

[ He breathes on the top of Rika's head, and one of the good things about sitting like this is not having to look at the person you're talking to, you're talking to darkness under the covers and it's a lot like talking to yourself in your own room, unable to fall asleep at night. ]

"Can I do it?" "Will I be able to stop?" "Will I be forgiven?" It's those sorts of thoughts.

( that is exactly what she's gonna do?? it's right here next to her mouth!!

she can, in fact, hear his heartbeat this way — a little faster than it probably should be, the steady rhythm falling in with her own. her heart's beating faster, too — nervous, flustered, she wraps her arms around her knees and listens to him, staring off into the darkness. )

Do you not like large crowds of people, Senpai? ( she assumes he's talking about the sleepover.

god, she hopes he's talking about the sleepover. )

... ( he's totally not, huh? ) What could be so bad you'd have to beg forgiveness... ?

Something selfish.

[ That seems to be the extent of how much he's willing to say, for now, looking down at Rika and then back out into the distance/the blanket wall like two feet from his face. ]

But you're right. I'm no good with people. Can you tell?

( ... )

We were supposed to be sharing secrets, Senpai. You're tapping out too early, you know?

( untucking herself from underneath his chin, she raises her head to look directly at him. if he wants to do something selfish, sure — but she cares about him now, so unfortunately... )

Is it dangerous? Do you... um... well, if... ( DEEP BREATH. ) If you're worried you can't stop, should I... keep watch? Senpai, is it something bad?

( she's holding onto his face, now, to make sure he can't look away. be honest!! )

[ He tenses a little when she holds his face, meeting her eyes and holding them. ...Then he breathes a laugh, silent and under his breath, letting his shoulders relax again. ]

It's not something good. I wouldn't want you to watch when I'm like that either... I wouldn't want you to get caught up in it. I wouldn't want to hurt you. If you get in the way, I will.

( she blinks, a little surprised — a little worried, even if she wouldn't admit it. rokkun... just what insanity are you PLANNING... )

Senpai, it's really messed up you can say stuff like that with a smile. ( and a gentle one, too — one she's growing fond off.

huffing, she squeezes his face in her hands, pouting. )

If you do something reckless and get yourself hurt, I won't forgive you, got it?

Bwahh--

[ He is not used to being on the receiving side of having his cheeks squished, but he takes it like a champ and doesn't fight it. ]

Sorry. I just feel better having somebody to say it to, I couldn't help it. I won't get hurt, though— I know what I'm getting myself into, and all the preparations will be in place.

( she still looks at him, expression neutral — or as neutral as she can make it, when she's worried. what is he planning? something awful, isn't it? ugh... why must rokkun be out of his mind...

well, she knows he probably won't tell — but she figures if she can keep an eye on him... maybe stopping him is a possibility. and if not her, then koma-kyun? )

When you say it like that, I doubt it even more. ( she huffs, tucking herself under his chin again. dumb. ) Tell me your wish.

[ shh maybe he's still talking about sleepovers ]

...Don't laugh, okay?

[ Not that he thinks she will, but. As a general principal of being honest to somebody. Also I hate that I decided not to keyword anything and now I'm stuck with the icons I have bc otherwise I would upload the rest of his, he only has two serious icons and I chose neither of them but imagine I used this one here. ]

This is my last year here. My last chance. So just once, before the end... I wanted to experience something like this. Be invited to a party, play games, act like friends. I'm not in the position to make friends, you know?

[ Elizabeth, at one point: Do you have friends?
Rokkun: ]

I wished to feel like a part of something for once. Now I can do what I need to do without regrets.

( he's lucky she's not the rika from before the chiemi incident — just saying hurtful things for no reason, in an attempt to protect others. she doesn't know how to get through to him; she's not good at it, and... if she were to do things her way, she'd probably call him a pathetic loser who should just give up before he goes ahead and fucks himself over.

she wants to, in hopes that it'd stop him, but... she knows, now, the weight of words that dig deep. )

... why aren't you in a position to make friends? ( her stomach twists in knots; she's so concerned???? ) You said... you're not good with people, but I think you are. Better at talking to them than me, at least. Maybe a little odd, sometimes, but...

( she remembers the fingernail. she hasn't forgotten!!! )

Senpai, you're being mean again. You're clearly gonna do some stupid shit, and you won't even let me tag along?

No.

[ He moves his hand to rest it on top of Rika's head, warm and heavy, and looks away from her again. ]

I've already done a lot of stupid shit. I'm involved in a lot more than I should be. Being friends with me places a bounty on your head: the easiest way to get at somebody is by attacking the people at their sides, after all.

[ ... ]

I think Nagito scares people. If you were like him, it would be okay.

( ?? HE JUST KEEPS WORRYING HER MORE AND MORE HELP WHAT THE HELL ROKKUN WHAT DID YOU GET CAUGHT UP INTO OH MY GOD )

... I scare people, too. ( she insists, huffing. clamor is scared of her? she's a very off-putting person in general?! ) I can defend myself, you know. And I'm not someone... who'd leave just because of something dumb like this.

( she's turning, again, full-body this time, sitting in his lap while facing him. now she got bold...

anyway, if it's fight or flight. you know rika's gonna choose fight every time. )

Don't shut me out just 'cause you think I'm weak, Rocchi.

[ Oh. Hm. His turn to reach up and cup her face, which he can do if they're face to face now, forcing her to look at him like she did before. ]

Would you kill for me, Rika? To save my life? To save yours?

( he's holding onto her, so he can feel her tremble: would she? wouldn't she? up until this place, taking a human life... was almost unthinkable. which is funny, because she's never had trouble killing the humanoid monsters made up from girls' memories — but that was different, easier. here, actions have consequences, she never thought herself capable, but...

the sight of the girl, with her throat slit, lingers in her mind. if she didn't hesitate — if she stabbed hyde right then and there — she could've probably saved her. was it because the girl wasn't someone she cared about? is she just too weak? would she do it, were it rokkun or someone she knew?

... she feels like she might have. where bravery might not take her, desperation can. )

If it's to save you... if it's to save us...

Mm...

[ He smooths her bangs back, letting them fall again as he brushes the hair off her shoulders, placing his hands there instead now.

That smile is back on his face, gentle, voice a whisper so only she can hear, inches away from his face. ]

If I get in too deep, and can't stop, would you be able to stop me? Kill me, to save yourself? To save everybody else here. Would you be able to forgive me?

( no... she doesn't want to think about that. she doesn't want to lose people she cares about. she's trying really hard not to tear up, as his fingers gently brush her hair back, lips curving into a deep frown.

before he can see anything else, she leans down to press her forehead to his shoulder, holding onto his upper arms. )

Senpai, the truth is... ( a secret for a secret, right? ) I don't... I don't know if I deserve to live. I — wanted to make up for what I've done... but in the end, I... ( haven't. chiemi's still dead, she still feels guilty, and though she wants to live, she's still not sure whether it's within her right.

but, if her existence can be of some use to everyone else... maybe she won't be as selfish as she'd always thought she was. )

I don't want to lose Senpai. I don't want to lose anyone else... !

[ She really is good at wiping the smile off his face, and when she looks away, and there is nobody to smile for, he lets himself frown too, ducking his head and pressing his lips briefly to the side of Rika's head, pulling her into a hug and not asking it's okay this time because her answer wouldn't change the fact that he want to hold her close. He's always been a selfish person. Most people are, he thinks, most people would fight tooth and nail to keep what's theirs safe— most people aren't put in a situation like murderschool to have to make that decision and think those thoughts.

It's why he isn't in the position to make friends. If he stands alone... He can fight with all he has, because he has absolutely nothing left to lose. ]

Living isn't something that's deserved or undeserved. It's not something you do for the sake of others, or to make up for something... How I see it, it just is. Rika. I want you to live with everything you have. And I will too.

[ And if in the end, one of them has to kill another, it would be a tragedy. ]

( for people who have always been alone, being alone is easier. she thought it'd be easier for her, too — tried to keep people at a comfortable distance, not allowing them in until the very end. the screams of her friends, their pleas to continue on living, just as she was about to give up — it hurts to say, but she was ready to ignore all of it, wanting nothing more but to be saved.

sometimes, it takes a near-death experience to realize you care a little too much to simply let go.

she wants to save herself. she wants to save her friends, too — and whether rokkun wants to be her friend or not, well, it's too late now? the casual intimacy, the small affections — she's just a teenage girl, what did he expect? she feels his lips against her temple and shivers, inhaling him in.

in the end, he really is the meanest. )

... then, can you promise me one thing?

[ He really is the meanest, and he knows it, resting the side of his head against hers and staring out into the darkness of nothing. ]

What is it?

[ There's no automatic promise, no promise to do whatever no matter what, no naivety in that sense but he will hear her out. ]

( god, she feels so stupid asking. she hates voicing her feelings or wants or anything, but... she's already sitting in his lap and it's long past embarrassment o'clock, so: )

Um... tonight, can we just... ( UUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHH ) s... tay like this? ( so he doesn't... go off and murder peOPLE WHEN THEY'RE ASLEEP BUT ALSO he's warm and

okay she's not going to think about this position any more. he's warm. end of story. )

[ It's a good thing they're not facing each other so she can't see the way he smiles, or the way he wants to laugh but wills himself not to, but she can maybe feel the way his hug tightens and doesn't relax again. ]

Of course we can. But let's enjoy the sleepover first, and play to our hearts' content. Later, when you're ready, I'll be here.

[ So other sleepover things can happen and also Rokkun can go to Komaeda and tell him he has somebody to sleep with tonight, yesssss just like in the movies ]

( NOT ROKKUN GETTING TO EXPERIENCE MOVIE SCENES BEFORE HE GOES HOGWILD )

Hm... I guess there's still a lot of games to play, huh? ( she perks up, a little, more relaxed now that he promised. he better not try to sneak away or she Will throw him back down? )

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youre killing me thank u

he was just the pizza delivery boy, what happened

PLEASE WHAT HAPPENED also i forgot to say but that icon u showed me... looks up... rokkun...........

i didn't think i would ever use that icon so i skipped it like A FOOL

ITS OK U COULDNT HAVE KNOWN ROKKUN WOULD GROW THIS MUCH

rokkun growing up from fingernail boy

im so proud of him... and also in love with him