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05/31 16:00

The student council elections take place after class on Monday, with students instructed to gather in the auditorium for the assembly. Attendance is not mandatory, but once students enter the auditorium and take their seats with the rest of their homeroom, they will find that they are not able to speak or get up from their seats. There are no teachers present.

Fifteen minutes past the hour, the doors to the auditorium close and the assembly commences, with the current student body president Maya Arisu stepping up to the podium, obligatorily thanking everybody for coming, and briefly going over the agenda: the student council candidates, sitting in a neat row behind her at the back of the stage, are to first introduce themselves to the student body, after which the candidates will make a case for why they would best serve the student body. As each person comes up to the podium, a projector shines on the white screen behind the stage with an image of the student's profile, displaying their full name, homeroom, blood type, handedness, club membership and leadership roles, current grades, and current merit points. Those in the student council are held to high standards, be it scholastic achievement as exemplified by grades or club participation, or eloquence or bravado if they have nothing else going for them but talk big anyways, like the current candidate in the middle of a passionate speech concerning the atrocity that is Ishimaru's eyebrows, like, do you really want that to be the face of the student body--

The mic cuts off and Maya drops the end of the power cord before striding up to the center of the stage, staring at the candidate to get out of her way or risk a broken foot.

"I'm going to stop wasting your time," she says, voice quiet but at the same time clear and audible in the hush of the room. "The qualities I'm looking for in a member of our council isn't intelligence or diligence or kindness. Who the person is matters the most: what they do and how they think."

She turns around, facing the candidates, looking at each of them in turn. "We will be testing your character. Follow me."

One by one, the student council candidates rise to their feet and file out of the auditorium after Maya, stiff and robotic, almost as if they have no control over their bodies as she leads them out the door. The moment the last candidate leaves the auditorium, the spell binding everybody's limbs and voices breaks, students jumping to their feet to push and shove each other out of the way in their excitement to leave-- not to go home, but to crowd around the windows surrounding the courtyard, or to race each other to the higher floors to claim the windows with the best views:

Out in the courtyard, the student council candidates line up against the side of the school. Facing them, in a half circle in front of the wisteria tree, are several familiar faces, each with a dagger in hand, a stagger to their steps, yellow in their eyes, and wild animalistic abandon in the way they lunge at the student council candidates.

The sun is bright overhead. Blood spills and soaks into the ground. The school stays true and does not turn.

OOC

✽ Happy Execution Day! For those unfamiliar with how murdergame executions work, the initial top-level is reserved for Ishimaru and Madison to fight to the death, while the rest of the post is free for characters to post reactions as well as to play out the aftermath.
✽ As a general guideline, the dropped characters look the same as originally, aside from yellow eyes, and the way they move is haltingly, as if they're resisting the compulsion to murder. It is a compulsion, though! So if both Ishimaru and Madison refuse to fight each other, they'll just get stabbed by somebody else.
✽ The execution will end once there is only one person left, after which the door will allow them back inside the school. Before then, the doors and windows are locked, and trying to escape the courtyard will result in loss of consciousness, with enough warning to turn back. The moment there is one survivor left, the npc students go home, as the position is won by default. Congrats! Hope it was worth it.

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AWW?? Cryin' fer little ol' me. That would be so cute, having girls and boys cry all over you what an ideal fantasy.

[ His face looks bored, but hes lively as ever with his words. Look at all the blood outside!! Good for them, having a chill time. ]

Oi, so you think after this were gunna have more murder games? Did ya hear anythin' about this murder game? Cause I aint know shit about this- HAD I KNOWN! I would have signed the fuck up.

[This murder game. As in the one going down outside. Kokichi can't hell but wonder if this freak's even aware of the game going on at a larger scale here. Suddenly, he's very glad he's kept certain details a secret. People like this don't need a motive. Maybe he's just a chuuni talking big, but do they really need to be taking chances?

Kokichi seems almost similarly bored, if unenthusiastic in tone as well. Except it's not quite boredom, just...nothing identifiable. His expression remains totally unreadable.]

What a shame. I toootally wish you were out there right now.

[ AW THAT GET SHIM TO BLUSH!! Wtf dont do that, ouma. His cheeks go red and now hes a bit vibrant with energy, ]

Y E A H, see you get me. Sighhh, if I was out there right now it would be a slaughter show. Something actually enjoyable - but I mean whose to say we cant have what they have outside? In here? Right now?

[ Hyde steps closer to Ouma, and gives him a wide smile. ]

[Kokichi's eyes flick back to Hyde, momentarily searching and thoughtful. Fuck. He really doesn't need this shit right now. Is this an actual threat? Are there really people that unstable in here? He does some rapid risk assessment. Worst case scenario...

Ugh.

After a moment, a bright smile suddenly appears on his face.]

I mean, I wouldn't wanna make a mess for the poor janitors to clean up. That's why those guys are outside, right?

( throws a shoe at his head from across the room )

[ Catches the shoe with his MOUTH LOCKING EYES WITH OUMA, YEAH HES A FREAK. HIS EYES stay rather feral for a moment gauging what the other says. He decides he likes it, can fuck with a freak like Ouma -again his own obsession. Dont listen to his brain rot about Hajun that shit is wild. ]

Ehhh? Worried about the after clean up and not your own life?

[ Rika's show lands in Hydes hand and he idly slaps his own face with it - gently. ]

Its k' though what dumbass would try to start a fight here in the middle of the hall with a bunch of people? Counselor-kun said kill, but kill in secret.

[ He then paps Ouma on the head with Rika's shoe as if to make a point. Or at least tries too. ]

( she hates it here.

give her the shoe back FREAK )

[ COME GET IT BACK THOT. ]

( whistles. claps. c'mere, puppy, bring the shoe back — )

[ NO THE SHOE IS MINE NOW FREAK!!! YOU THREW IT!! SHOVES IT BACK IN HIS SHARK TEETH MOUTH AND STARTS CHEWING ON IT. ]

( OH MY GOD STOP!!!!!

FINE. FINE SHE'S GONNA RUN TOWARDS HIM AND TRY TO WRESTLE THE SHOE OUT OF HIS MOUTH )

[ RIKA NO DON'T ENGAGE WITH FERAL DOGS ]

( it's too late... the feral disease spreads... )

[ THEY GUNNA WRESTLE A WHOLE LOT THIS HOMIE AINT GIVING YOU YOUR SHOE BACK INFACT IF YOU DO GET IT BACK ITLL BE IN TATTERS!! WHAT TEH FUCK BITCH!!! WHAT POINT IN CANON IS THIS. ]

[Nope! Nope! Kokichi actually likes he and would rather she not get her face bitten off, thanks!

So when he spots Rika coming for her shoe, he suddenly turns to her wrapping his arms around her waist in a cute yet tight hug that hopefully draws her to a stop.]

Kawai-chan! Jeez, why're you throwing shoes around? You almost hit me, y'know!

( LET HER AT HIM!!!!!

she struggles a little, but ultimately just kind of... gives up. fine. her shoe is lost forever to the depths of hyde's gross mouth. )

I have great aim, y'know! My Hyde's being stupid senses tingled, so I did it on instinct...

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[The smile stays plastered on even as he's papped with a fucking shoe. It's like facing down a feral dog. Sudden movements, demonstrating fear, challenging or potentially threatening behaviors...that's how you set people like this off.]

Ehh? Counselor-kun said that?

[What the fuck? Goddammit.]

Yeah he sure as hell did, after fingering me a little.

[ The shoe goes back to slapping his own face gently. Reflecting on the time a few days before. His hand rubs around where the Counselor stabbed him. His right side, though since its under his uniform you cant exactly see it. ]

This place is more fucked then a Grail War, no ones safe. Kinda feel bad for yall.

[Kokichi makes a face.]

Gross. TMI.

[Note to self, don't get sent to the counselor's office.]

What else did he tell you?

Hmm hmmm - how about we trade some information? Not everyday you run into someone who will do the things yall refuse to.

[ He means kill. ]

Hmm? What kind of information? Don't tell me you wanna know my three sizes!

[ g a s p ]

Ehhh? Aren't you like 12? Dont tell me that shit.

[ He plainly. ]

Come on dont you know anything valuable in this fucked school? Like maybe how the hell to get out?

[He rolls his eyes grandly.]

Why would I still be here if I knew how to get out?

Ehhh? Did I misjudge you being smart? [ He says reflectively, sounding like an ass. Goading a rise out of him. ] 'cause obviously theres more to it then knowing how to get out of this place then just bookin' it.

[You can't goad a goader!!]

I guess I can't blame you for not knowing me better than that. But I'm the type that works tirelessly when I've got a goal in mind! If I knew a way out of here, I wouldn't be wasting my time talking to you.