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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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Oh! Is it for Little Cucumber Man?

( IS HE FEEDING THE RATS? SHE WANTS TO COME WITH. )

( where is he? is he even still alive, which komaeda looks up and down the hall in search of something. )

You shouldn't leave the party, Kawaii-san. ( and if he IS feeding the rats, she can't come back with rat fur on her outfits... they'll know, and then the fumigation will happen all over again. )

I got put in jail again, so I'm waiting out here for a little longer...

( stop the fumigation did nothing to kill off the rats?? )

... huh? Why not? I'll leave if I want to. ( you can't tell her what to doooOOOOO AAAAAAA

anyway. )

Huh? What'd you do in the other room? Did you take any pics? ( let her see... she snatches the camera off his neck and boots it up, peeking through the gallery. )

( she's literally insane, listen komaeda forgot all about taking pics, but you know probably leaning against it or something snapped a few so there's sherlock and lucifer clothes swap, whatever the fuck was going on with hajun and jekyll. there's also this picture of jekyll submerged in a bucket full of water, and he looks like he's drowning, and a few other questionable shots.

there's also blurry pictures of a few people upset, stressed out or something else when they was kicking him out and tying him up. )

I wasn't a good king, but I think I was pretty lucky!

( he pauses, watching her search. ) Anything good?

( oh god, she sees jekyll on the pictures and winces, because you can clearly see the red glint in his eyes, which means it's actually hyde. she likes the picture of him drowning, though... and then subsequently looking like a wet, dead rat. no offense to little cucumber man. hajun and jekyll standing next to each other is also? very alarming?

she looks more concerned by this than anything else, honestly...

the rest of them look like he was taking pictures while in the middle of a fight, so she can't really comment on these, but, uh. )

Looks like you guys didn't actually do anything too bad... I guess adults here are more responsible than I thought. Kinda disappointing. ( where's the... SPICE? )

( well, how does he explain that when he was trying to test their hopes through trust and negotiation even if it meant a bit of rope whipping was rejected by everyone. there's nothing wrong with being responsible, but he does find their way of handling things a little too... optimistic. with no one threatening their happy home, komaeda had to step up to the plate with risky ideas, but alas. )

As long as their friendships grew through my actions, then next time I'll be more successful...

( ok he might sound weird when he says that, but it's nothing serious. ) They tied me up right after! I'm surprised that they even had the energy to go through with it. ( and after that, that's how he got here. ) You can take it back... the camera, you'll get better use out of it.

( honestly, if she heard they rejected the whipping, she'd be disappointed? nothing wrong with some smacking around, as long as it's consensual... she feels like the teenager room kinda won in terms of the kings game. then again, they did have more people to work with... )

Well, don't worry about it. They do all kinda have sticks up their asses, maybe except for Hyde, who's instead got one piercing through his brain. ( she shrugs. komaeda tried...

rika knows how it is to be constantly nagged by adults who want you to be boring and good, so listen, she's feeling this. )

Oh, is that why there's so many blurry pictures? ( that'd check out. ) Hmm ~ How about a selfie, then, Koma-kyun? Now that you're free. "Out of jail" picture!

He enjoyed himself, he actually used the prop to drown...

( he's doing fine now, he's pretty sure before he was casted out that sherlock had went over to save him. everyone else wasn't proud of komaeda's decision to give risky dares, but maybe he should have saved them for the teens. even though that was one thing that happened, komaeda is a little saddened by their lack of communication, it was all too perfect. )

Someone was there to save him, but that reaction was so on brand...

( now that komaeda can sit and mull over where he went wrong, he manages to laugh about it. ) I do wonder about his insanity. ( when he's about to dig out the crust from nene's pocket, he hears his name as he looks up to the female a little confused. )

Kawaii-san, do you think that's a good idea? I doubt that camera could hold up taking a picture of someone as ugly as me... but it belonged to a fellow Ultimate, so we could try.

Wish he died.

( is all she says, voice even; she might've not told komaeda what happened when hyde carried her out of that classroom, but it's obvious nothing good came out of it. the bandage around her neck is a reminder of that — but she's not about to ruin her own mood with recollections of that night.

anyway, there's more important things to do, like cute pictures to take. she looks at him expectantly, quirking her eyebrow a little when he speaks; look, she's the one who's supposed to be dispensing the ugly insults here, it's no fun if he just says that about himself. she hums, thoughtful, and leans to the side, looking at his face — examining it, really. )

Hmm... hm... hmmm ~ ( she reaches to grab him next, by both of his cheeks, tugging on them a little. ) Your face's not entirely hopeless, Koma-kyun. It's your hair that ruins it, y'know! That stuff makes no sense. And it moves. ( IT GRABBED HER ANKLE ONCE?? ... anyway, she's got like, four hairties in her hair right now, so let her just... grab one, and hope it doesn't ruin amami's work too much. once she's got it, she reaches back to komaeda, smoothing his hair back and tying it behind his head into a small pony.

and she's gonna shake that spider off of her hand, while she's at it. somehow not surprised there was one there... )

Eh, gonna need to wash my hands after this... — ( there's probably like, spider eggs there already. anyway! much better! she looks very proud of her work, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and pressing their cheeks together. ) Smile! ( and she'll throw a peace sign, too, before angling the camera in front of them to catch both of their faces. )

( pale green eyes watch as rika's hands make their way to his hair, and even he's confused by her comment on that it moves. he doesn't know about that, but those tendrils think differently as they sway, but it's always a second before she blinks so they can be perceived as normal. as her hands go through his hair, it's knotted here, and matted there, but all in all it remains soft to the touch. as his hair is pulled back into the proper pony for once in its life, he keeps his eyes land on the bandage first with her bending so close, but then they lift to stare at the tip of her chin, the way her small face curves.

though she's disturbing the spider's domain, they manage to skitter with the little bit of movement with his hair, and before one can actually nip komaeda on the head &mash; it's squished by the band! probably little guts, some that might attach to her finger, it's fine. )

To have someone pretty doing my hair, I really don't deserve it!

( her charm doubled when the scar came across her neck, and now her hope is shimmering. she's still going, she didn't die from whatever caused trauma to her body as well, and that's the sort of thing that makes komaeda happy about these turn of events. as her arm goes over his shoulder, he thinks quickly on how to respond as he manages his own smile. where he places his own arm is behind rika, his index and middle stretching properly into a v-shape, and he holds it up behind her head casually. but he bends them forward so they're an imitation of bunny ears as he waits for the camera to snap — )

Cheese!

( now, roll for initiative whether a rat falls down from the ceiling at the sound of cheese, because you know them big bitches are hungry. )

( his hair is soft like a cloud, if said cloud wasn't brushed or washed for like, at least a month. still, when she leans back to look her work over, she can't help but think it fits him; his face is more visible like this, easier to focus on — and it's not a bad face, if you remove the sickly paleness from equation. if only she had her makeup bag with her... )

Hmm... ~ It's true! Having your hair done by Rika-chan is a suuuper special privilege! Now if only I could put some foundation on your face... ( just a little bit!!! ) Even if I had my make-up with me, I don't think I have a shade pale enough to fit you, though. I guess it might be something to ask Rocchi for... along with shampoo...

( because she needs it but more importantly komaeda does. )

And a hairbrush! We need to get these mats out of your hair!! ( and this is Very Urgent, as the rise in her tone suggests. how does he live with all these knots in there... they're basically tiny spider nests... anyway, once again, he's lucky she can't read his mind, because if she knew he thinks the scar is making her cuter —

but, anyway, with the picture taken, she brings the camera back to look at it, humming contentedly. a decent selfie on first try? was that his luck at work??

that being said... there's some skittering to the side, and when she turns, lo and behold, a rat sure is there, tippy-tapping towards them hastily. )

Naughty Wilbur! ( haven't seen that one in a while... )

( as the picture exists now, he'll try his best to take a look, it's been awhile since he's seen selfies like this aside from the party on jabberwock island. he even think those exist on the camera as well, all the ones koizumi took before her death, and set upon the memorial to remember her by. now that he can see what she did better, his eyes stare at the style trying to familiarize himself with it. deep inside his mind, he has a lot of things he could say about himself, and even that this look won't hide the uglier parts about him — )

Mm... I'm sure he would.

( it's just that nickname alone that makes komaeda smile, and from what he knows from being in this school is that the other makes things so hard for himself. he finds it lucky for him, something that komaeda has always gazed upon from before, and to see that rokkun is making friends — it's better if komaeda's not the only one, and so he claps his hands together to applaud the effort, yet it seems like he's happy about the picture. )

...But I wouldn't bother him for something like that, do you think he likes sparklers?

( unless rika's going to do his make-up too, which doesn't sound too bad, actually. he jokes, acting as normal as he can as he focuses his attention on their new companion. )

You know him too? ( maybe the company they know extends far and wide, because komaeda's pulling the crush out of nene's jacket so that he can kneel down, and hold it out for the rat to have. in one swift move, the rat takes it from komaeda's grasp, and he smacks his hands together to wipe off the crust as he looks up towards rika. )

( she watches the little creachure tippy-tap its' way towards komaeda's hand, and the crust is taken with a few, pleased squeaks. ... sometimes she can't believe she misses mannen enough to consider the rats their new pets, but... is there really anything as precious as an animal's attachment? well, it's still better than being scared of them, she figures — they might be unpleasant to look at, and certainly dangerous to mess around with, all things considered, but she thinks her stay here would be pretty miserable if she were as wary of them as most people.

maybe she just doesn't care to be. she's got more important issues at hand. )

Sparklers? ( ... ??? does he mean... fireworks? or, like, sparkly makeup? ) He's a good Senpai, so I bet he'd like to be relied on for something. ~ ( and yes, she would also do rokkun's make-up, so they could all look great while he goes off on a murderspree and they sit back at the school both aware and unaware of it!!!!

she watches wilbur munch at the crust, now kinda wishing she left more of the actual pizza attached to it, and glances back at komaeda, nodding. )

Yeah. I saw him talk with you at the entrance of the sleepover, so I guess you're friends, huh? ( that should be a little alarming, but... she guesses rokkun is just that nice. he's certainly been nice to her, if not a little questionable between. also very touchy... is he feeling out vital organs??? )

Yeah, those. ( komaeda has always been out of it, and there are some simple things he doesn't actually know the name of — probably because he's never been given that luxury. he speaks with his hands, holding out one as he pinches his index and thumb together, and with the other he wiggles his fingers up like the light would go if lit. ) Don't you think gathering together to play with those would be fun?

( they're probably better during a celebration, or a holiday, but komaeda just wants to see them actually — more so, use them to blow up something in the school, but that requires a few more items. instead, if he's to get what he wants, he might as well make it seem like a good time if they're bringing rokkun into it. now, there's something about what she says which stands out to him, and with his hands up like he's been caught — )

Ahah, you must be the kouhai he spoils. ( whether that conversation was about rika or not, it's out in the open, but he drops his hands down after by his side. so they're both familiar with him, what a surprise, but he watches wilbur chew away, enjoying himself as komaeda tries to figure out the answer to rika's question. he holds up one finger, finally looking in her direction. )

Our connection is through hope, you could say I'm just a stepping stone in seeing how beautiful he can become... ( he says he has hope, he's told komaeda many times, and of course in turn the ultimate perceives his actions to see if they'll be the foundation of the others here. give them reason to keep going, but there's something selfish about him at times. is komaeda worried? well... ) You want to see him blossom as well, right?

I mean... maybe? But I'm not a deranged pyromaniac, so I don't really care.

( why are they even talking about sparklers? she'll follow komaeda if he says it'll be fun, but Skeptically... also, please don't blow shit up for no reason, she doesn't wanna get flooded with blood water again. )

Hmm... ( she hums, absentmindedly. does he spoil her? with his affections, maybe, which is terrible and embarrassing and she does Not want to discuss it. still, there's... something off about him, regardless of her pink-tinted glasses that she views him with; she's a teenage girl with a crush, but, listen, when the boy you like says very questionable stuff, you have to be Smarter than that.

mostly, she's just on guard because of hyde, though... )

You're saying weird stuff again. ( she complains, staring at him thoughtfully. blossom? in what way? ) I guess... I just want him to be okay. He's a weirdo and people seem to stay away from him, and he says stuff like, "if you're close to me you're in danger," so... I just wanna know he's not doing something super dumb.

( komaeda tried, not completely, but enough that he can see she's not really into the idea of playing with them. it's only brought up because he knows that's what people do together, and how will there be any hope if they can't unite everyone in this school? it's a start, though. along with her underlying intentions, you need to have a weapon on hand for anything, you never know when you might have to blow someone up to get away unscathed. )

...

( she's thinking, putting a lot of thought into it compared to where she'd say anything without shame. would he say this is the girl he's seen around who's good at running her mouth? no, there's more to the way she falls silent wondering if that could be her. it doesn't have to matter, and she could easily dismiss it, and yet she allows it to be about her. as she worries about him, his sickly, pale eyes watch the expression on her face, before offering a flash of a carefree smile to reassure her. )

You're considerate of him.

( he speaks, finally looking away as he starts to fiddle with his hands, index fingers guiding along the lifelines slowly. there's someone worried about him, whereas komaeda can hardly understand the sentiment, but it can be appreciated from someone else's point of view. it's a good thing, that sort of bond between two people is what's needed to grow hope, and lead to a world that lacks any sort of despair. he wants to see which hope combats another, and what will come out of it at the end. ) Simple, ordinary people only understand the most simplest, and ordinary things... but his mind is a broader horizon. ( he starts, now looking at naughty wilbur clean his pawsies of crumb. )

Do you think his actions are done selfishly or selflessly, even if it meant he might aspire to his own hope?

( she's still very confused about the sparklers, don't get her wrong, but her mind's racing in five different directions, and she doesn't have it in her to interrogate komaeda about some weird plan to blow everyone up right now. obviously, there are more important matters at hand.

is she being considerate of him? maybe. the girl who normally runs her mouth without much rhyme or reason, hesitating: she's so easy to read, when she actually gives a shit, and the thought alone pisses her off. she doesn't want to be seen — she doesn't want to be read, either, or understood, or perceived, or anything — so she scoffs, shoulders rising in a shrug, as she leans back on the bench and waves her hand absentmindedly. )

You say that, but there's no way he's being selfless. It's all selfish, as most men are. ( but is there anything wrong with having one? a selfish wish, she means. in the end, everyone has thought of something similar at some point in time — the difference is between those who hesitate and those who pursue it, no matter the cost.

she doesn't know what rokuro's dream is. she doesn't think he himself really knows, either. somewhere along the line, he's lost sight of what really mattered. that's what she thinks. now it's all just about fulfilling selfish desires, following stupid thrills, maybe impressing people like komaeda on the way, too.

boys are dumb. she just doesn't know this one's murderous, too. )

You know something, don't you? About Rocchi.

( once upon a time, komaeda was told to be in the wrong too, but all his actions were meant to advance the growth of the people around them — whether they knew or not. what looked selfish to him was actually a selfless endeavor, and he thinks the same of rokkun as well, someone who is attempting to do what he can for others, even if it's in ways some don't properly understand. the real question is does komaeda understand him, and if he had to properly admit his thoughts, it's that he can read most people well than they can read themselves, or is that pure luck and coincidence that he can tell.

he's blinded by one simple thing which is hope, and as long as the other acts in a way that raises his own, even if it means to battle against others — then komaeda will watch that hope, along with others, until they're walled, and are need into a push. if rokkun's hope combats rika's hope, then he'll watch to see the outcome, which one will shine a bright light within the darkness of the school. so he watches the female like he's seeing through her, and what he sees is a normal, ordinary girl who plays a normal, ordinary role in the scheme of things. )

Ahah, sucks to be a guy in your eyes, huh?

( instead of being down about the comment, he laughs about it instead with a grin like there's some joy to be taken from it. ) You don't trust him, is what you want to say... ( so they're that close for rika to have thoughts like that, for her mind to be infiltrated with rokkun brainworms that she worries for his well-being, and that's not a bad thing. it's about coming together with everyone, and if by his methods causes others to swarm around him — protect him like a wall from all sides as he said — then it's doing something in his favor. )

He knows something about us, as does everyone else here.

( he tilts his head to the side, moving one arm to rest against the width of his stomach. )

Isn't it normal to learn about the people you're around... so that a new hope can be born together with that?

It's not just about that.

( guys are scummy, sure, but so are women. she doesn't think there's any particular difference between the two, as far as lying and deceiving people goes — actually, women might be more adept at that in the first place. still... she needs something to grab onto, if she wants to pull off her uncaring act correctly — though it might be too late for that, anyway. )

... ( so she sighs, staring firmly at some point across the corridor. ) It's hard to trust anyone around here. ( and she's not wrong, because people are sketchy as hell, and rokkun is... well. he says some weird stuff, but he still somehow broke through her initial walls — which is worrisome, because she knows her mind's likely to make stuff up just to cover for him, like the dumb teenage girl with a crush that she is.

here's to hoping there's nothing to cover for, right? )

That's such a cop-out answer, Koma-kyun. If you're gonna lie, at least be good at it. ( "people know people." dumbest shit she's ever heard? ) If you don't wanna rat him out ( haha wilbur ) that's fine — but now I know there's something to rat about in the first place.

( can you say... outplayed? )

Kawaii-san, trusting people is pretty difficult, but if we lose that trust... everything we've had so far will fall right before our eyes.

( they have to do these things together, be here for each other so that they'll be able to pick up the slack of something terrible happens. those sort of bonds is what helps them have courage, why they protect one another, and be able to get through anything. he understands that's part of hope, and if they don't have that, everything between them will disappear just like that — they'll fight amongst each other, stop trying to learn, or help from one another. )

There will be people here you count on, even if you don't want to... because things can't be done alone.

( he says that, but he's the biggest hypocrite of them all. the way he stays from people, distancing them from himself because of his own concerns regarding his luck — people he cares for will die, so it's best to keep them at arm's length right. as he thinks about it, he can't help how his eyes widen just a moment from her statement, and it makes sense that she would think so. she's worried about him after all, and it's not the most direct answer komaeda could have given. ) Ahaha, it's a cop-out because it's not the answer you want?

( is it really being outplayed, or is rika just stressed because she's not finding the information she wants? either way, komaeda shakes his head as he lifts a finger, and points at her. )

It's about hope. ( what is rokkun's hope...? well... ) The reason why you want to live, and matters like that... if someone tried to stop you from gaining it, what would you do? ( is komaeda budging? maybe he's budging. )

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