i'm getting a good grade in yogen lore, which is something normal people definitely try to get

[crystallomancy]

Who: Whoever's in the dormitories
When: Friday, October 1st
What: It's time for a little lecture. And a genuine information meeting. But mostly a lecture.
Warnings: N/A please don't make me change this.

( Early in the morning, a curious text gets posted. )

N.Sakasaki

DRM-STDYHLL
1800HRS

( ...In less coded news, the dormitory's study hall will have a note taped to it:

Yogen and You: A Quick Summary
Held by Natsume Sakasaki

For those who need a summary of events, whether because our meetings rarely get anything done in terms of information sharing or because you're freshly awakened. Come around dinner time for food, enlightenment, and the opportunity to share your troubles with those going through the same thing.

The room will be locked all day until about half an hour before six, at which point it will become unlocked... this is primarily for Natsume to set up a table of food, but people can come sit in early if they like. There's an overhead projector that's been wheeled into the study hall all the way from school, and the curtains are drawn over the windows. It isn't dark though, since he still has the lights turned on...

Several tables have been pushed together to make at least three groups, chairs around them like they've been readied for a dinner party, while a few more are pushed a little further back and have absolutely no chairs whatsoever; those are for the food. There's also a chair by the overhead projector.

Your food and drink for tonight: lemon and rosemary roasted shrimp, white rice, rosemary and thyme chicken, a make-your-own-salad area with all kinds of salad-making ingredients, three types of eggrolls (seafood, vegetable, and pork), and various drinks from the vending machine because some of us can afford to spend a bunch of merit points on things like that.

When a sufficient amount of people have come in, or the clock hits 6:05, Natsume shuts the door, turns off the lights, and moves to the overhead projector. To stand on the chair, so he's the tallest person in here, and claps his hands to get people's attention. )

Save all questions and outbursts until the END, ( he says, and then kneels down on the chair and flicks the projector on.

All of the slides are pre-written on some transparent sheets that project onto a wall without windows, which he reads one by one without rushing! But for ease of reading OOCly, you can find the entire thing here. There's also photocopied handouts for people on all of the tables, stapled of course, so people who aren't blind (sorry Helena) can follow along at home!

He lets the last sheet stay up, his face half-illuminated by the overhead projector, then sits down in the chair and leans forward the back of it like some kind of delinquent. )

Alright, you can speak NOW.


( ooc notes: go ahead and treat this like one of our meetings, aka mingle, jump around, actually get a chance to share information that hasn't been talked about yet, etc. thank you plenty to enh and peace too for reviewing and suggesting things for the presentation \o/ )

Comments

[starrypoint]

[... oooh, so that wasn't common knowledge, huh...

subaru's chilling near the front, because of course he is, he wants to see natsume's hard work, and this is also an experience he's never actually had since it's Before His Time it's exciting ☆ the information is generally not exciting but it's fine they're all in the same boat right now. additionally, he has made paper airplanes out of his printed copies.

actually there's some pretty concerned information in here he's been antsy to ask about but he has to wait the whole time--]

So like... all the red meat in the home ec room's human? Asking, uh, for a friend.

[mermaidcursed]

There's fish and chicken- you have to ask the teacher for specific things, and they'll stock it with it next week. But the stuff that keeps restocking itself on it's own is... human, yes.

new info (for if this eventually collapses)

[starrypoint]

[hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm]

Oh, haha, okay! I gotcha. Thanks.

[MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.]

I feel kinda bad I don't really have anything to add... Oh, wait.

[he does have something to add! nene knows this, but--]

The Prez -- Macchi, Maya, Arisu-san -- has a contract with another party about our graduation, and the former one had one too... from the way she talked to me about it, though, there's a new one per Stuco Prez, not new term -- she's ensured the possibility of all current third years to graduate at the very least, 'long as we keep our grades high and don't die, but otherwise the ball's in our court.

[um]

But if you can't graduate for some reason this year... I asked her about it, and she confirmed that third years have a chance to repeat. You shouldn't bet on that and just not graduate, do your best and stuff, but if something happens you've got a second chance next year.

[crystallomancy]

( just posting a top level for natsume to say he is vibing watching the room in his chair you can ask him things directly if you want i'll get to them later )

[crystallomancy]

( nvm he's out ♡ leave all messages with his secretary subaru akehoshi or in letter form under his door he will get to them later )

[sisters]

( amami raises his hand to speak like the polite young man he is. )

About the wisteria, taking parts of it is obviously a bad idea, but I wouldn't recommend touching it at all if you can help it. The flowers will knock you out if you come into contact with them for too long, and even though there's no flowers on the other side of the school's tree, you can still lose consciousness if you're not careful.

( why does he know that? not important. )

Anyway, Kazuki-san was asking for help with it recently too. If you check out the branches, you guys notice how they're kind of drooping down? Apparently the souls are becoming too much weight for it to bear, so we might want to look into seeing if there's some way we can deal with that. Try not to do anything rash before we get the chance to check out the other options first though — pretty sure some of the people we knew could still be in there.

( ... clamor. )

[mermaidcursed]

... He's also told me that the flowers falling currently are... less about the change of seasons, and more that sometimes a soul will decide they've held on long enough, and it's time to let go. But even he doesn't know where they go from there- just that they don't stay here, and they don't go back to what they knew before.

[kingofscience]

...Of course that's what it is.

[ Senku sighs. He stares at that last slide intently, finally realizing their situation. They're all actually dead, huh? He should've expected it, but the thought hadn't crossed his thoughts much. It merely lingered there in the back of his mind, as if it were always a possibility. He was either busy in a club or working on something in the workshop to really think about the implications. ]

So, that just means we have to ask more questions and investigate. For instance: Who is deciding what the criteria is for resurrection, and why do they have that power?

[silentabyss]

[Not even reacting to the reveal that he's dead because oh fucking well]

Seconding this question. Not that I care too much, but...

[starrypoint]

The school, I guess? Macchi didn't say who gave her the contract deal stuff, 'cause it's private information, but I figure it's gotta be one of the bigshots.

[who specifically... he has no idea...]

She definitely sounded like she got the better end of the deal though, so I'm putting all my trust in her on that.

[and why?

well.......... not a clue ☆]

[devouringdeep]

[Poking intermittently at a plate full of seafood as he politely remains silent for the duration of the presentation, Childe has been near the back of the room against the wall. A lot of this was very useful knowledge to have presented out in the open, especially considering not all of it were things he himself had known.

The tallies especially... His own hypothesis was proven correct, then, although he hadn't factored in deaths experienced. Finished with his food, he goes to put his plate away, absentmindedly rubbing at the left wrist he's kept covered up by cloth so far.

It's not until the last slide that a genuine reaction is pulled out of him. Eyes wide and unblinking as he stares blankly at the words we're all dead, anyway. His body is stiff, fists slowly clenching and unclenching. He remains this way for quite a while longer, until eventually he tears his eyes away from the wall and slowly meanders his way over towards the covered windows. His expression turns thoughtful, hooking a finger beneath the sheets to pull them back just enough to peer outside.

He's quiet, contemplative. If anyone needs him he will be chilling over here for a good while.]

[commences]

( oh no, that's no good, you can't walk away from the crowd childe, especially when natsume went out his way making this presentation for the masses. he'll watch the other for a bit, seeing him stand off to the side, and after about five minutes of just ominously watching because the other should already feel someone just staring at his back... maybe, komaeda will trot on over to stand right next to him.

a respectable man, did his dare, i'm going to say komaeda did his because i was busy around that time, but he's willing to take childe to the bathroom right now to repeat it just in case he needs to see it. anyway, anyway. )

See anything interesting out there? ( ... ) Oh, you must be wondering about the Wisteria, don't worry, maybe we can uproot it, and use it for the shopkeeper's totems.

[dereban]

[Inaba is, well--she's here, of course, and has a notebook which she is absolutely taking notes, although when they get to the part with the tallies she can't help but stare at her own, sighing.]

Can't say that I'm happy about finally knowing an answer to a question that I was curious about...

[Her voice is eerily calm, but there's no clear emotion in her eyes, almost as if she's basically shut down.]

[moraloutrage]

[Ishimaru's standing nearby, looking a lot less full of life than usual as he tries to process this.]

...I... I am sorry, Inaba-kun... that your question did not receive a satisfactory answer. [He utters those words completely devoid of energy, but still trying to sympathize on instinct.]

[filialdeception]

[ ... ]

Pardon this one for asking, but why you are so confident that all of us are dead?

[ Meng Yao is... well, he's not certain how he's handling this just yet. But to be honest, maybe the fact of the matter is that he isn't dealing with it well. At the very least, his tone is polite and without a tremor. Not a hint of how much this is affecting him at all. ]

[commences]

Because we are.

( nice way to implement that in there natsume, sometimes praising someone for choosing such a smooth opportunity for everyone to understand deserves a clap. which komaeda's going, one, two, and three as he looks at meng yao, and then stops right after. )

The only way to be admitted into this school is that you have to die.

[moraloutrage]

[Ishimaru was following along stoically for the most part. Until reaching the very end. That drained the color from his face. All this time, he's been clinging to the hope that all of them would be able to leave this school and return to their lives. That he would be able to leave this school and Hope's Peak behind him to lead the life he wanted, free from any murder and killing games! He was intent on protecting his life that he kept precious!

But now, it's being spread as fact. They're already dead?? It's already all over? He can't be dead. He can't be. He knows he was attacked before coming here, but - that can't have been it. He wanted to believe that he survived that!

Once again, he finds himself reduced to a responsive state while trying to process this. He still listens, attentively. And he raises some questions here and there while he can. He especially listens to Meng Yao's conversation with Komaeda, as he had voiced the question on this mind... how did they know this? And he listens to the answer, his shoulders sinking. His seafood eggroll and rice lie half-eaten and forgotten as he stands in place.]

I... I do not understand. This does not make sense at all... [He weakly mutters, as he tries to make sense of everything, or anything.]

[samuraiwomen]

[ Sara is in a similar state. All that hard work...everything she did...for what? She just died pathetically in some killing game, never to grow up or see anyone she loved ever again? Just a pointless seventeen years, a handful of cruel, unjust actions, and in then she was killed a trivially as all that.

She can't accept it. ]

It doesn't... [ She rubs the back of her hand, staring over at Ishimaru with a tight expression. ] Because if we're dead...whats even the point of any of this...

[ If she can't go home, why should she care? Can't she just jump into the void, and everything will turn out the same way. ]

[commences]

Ishimaru-kun, what is it that you're fretting about?

( it's like a golden opportunity in a way, something that komaeda can't let go because he wonders what it is that makes the other uncomfortable, what truth before his eyes causes him to act such a way. )

I may be insignificant, but I hope there's some way I can be of use to you, and help calm your nerves.

( that's all he's for anyhow, and maybe there's this budding excitement to hear him say something like how are they dead, how is he dead since that happens to be the one factor that most people can't wrap their head around. he may be drawn to the potential reaction of the other, but when komaeda speaks, there is something genuine in his voice as he waits for the other to speak. )

science club info herein

[subtract]

[Add is here and listening intently... yes, good, give him that lore. Dynamo is hovering next to his shoulder, processors whirring quietly within its casing as it records this whole presentation for future reference (you're welcome).

He doesn't seem to react to the revelation at the final slide, though. He simply puts a hand to his chin, humming thoughtfully. He allows some time to process his own thoughts before speaking up.]

An adequate presentation... there was information that I lacked, so I'll thank you for your contribution to my research. [and Add rarely uses the T&Y words, so that's some high praise.]

Since you provided something useful... there was some information I acquired on the science club, so I'll share it. [since i never got around to it during last fammeet wheezes murderplots sure are something] Science club applications become available over winter break. Normally, only first and second years are permitted to apply, and the expectation is that they are to undergo safety training with the existing second and third year club members before they become "official" members in the following school year. There doesn't seem to be any additional entry requirements besides signing the sheet and performing well during the probationary period.

As for the reason why the science club was disbanded... kekek, over summer break they were working on their "club project" kept in the club room. They would send someone once a week to spend four hours in that room, and they refused to answer me when I asked what it was... I was able to "convince" one of them to explain, but I doubt the answer they gave was truthful. Some nonsense about bacteria cultures and petri dish art.

Anyway, they failed to complete whatever they needed to do that week, so I guess they failed their project... what a shame, kukukukuku...

[he doesn't sound sorry at all, yeah. fuck you science club rest in pieces for denying HIM membership!!!!]

Ah... there was also something else I noticed around that time... the anatomical model that stands in front of the door. I've been hearing it laughing at me whenever I pass by it, so if anyone has a plan for how to acquire it, I'd be willing to pay for such a service with my talents. No one is more skilled than me when it comes to machines and electronics, and I have an intimate understanding of spatiotemporal physics and manipulation even if my abilities here may be restricted. We can negotiate the exchange after I see some proof of concept.

Re: science club info herein

[samuraiwomen]

Is...this really the time?

[ We're all dead, Addward.

But no...she needs to support the youth. He's so excited about this info on this ??? disbanded??? club. Ok. ]

Ah. I mean. Good job, Add-chan. Thank you.

[decrypter]

[quietly, Helena listens. to Natsume's words, which finally give her the answers she was ready to tear something down to get. to the questions and outbursts of other people, which rise and fall like tides of emotions. and she takes it in, and wishes sincerely that someone would hug her tight, and let her catch her breath that way.

of course, no one will. how could they, when they don't know that she needs it? when it would be foolish to ask for it? self control, self control.

the tallies under her long sleeves itch.]

a. [when a proper lull comes where her quiet voice might speak, she does.]

...In regards to our souls, do you suppose there's a choice in the matter of where we reincarnate, if we do?

b. [otherwise, she's here observing, taking very small sips of a drink and hands busy with taking notes via slate, because it's the one thing she can do. encoded information, and her lips move silently as she punches dots after dots, setting to it with a will.]

(aka wildcard option for more questions.)

b

[notsosou]

[As someone who both remembers dying and has already had the 'am I dead' freakouts and gotten them out of the way, the revelation has more of an 'I knew it' flavour to it; terrible, but he does like being right even if it's about terrible things. It feels like more known ground, darkly funny.

It's clear other people are taking it about as well as he did, initially. He's noticed Helena sitting there and makes his way over, scuffing his feet a bit so she knows he's there. He's got his own drink, because the vending machine is a distant dream right now, held between his hands as he looks down at it, thinking.]

Quite a lot of information, isn't it...?

[To encode, but also to take in. How are you doing, Helena, he can't tell.]

a & b(c) it's komaeda

[commences]

( he waves first with his mechanical hand, the sound whirring to give helena sign that he's here before his voice. )

Adams-san, it's great to see you here, what did you think of the presentation?

( he's just coming from his conversation with stephanie, where amami has taken over for him — it's not like he needs to stay, an ultimate can handle themselves. )

Also... I heard you ask where do we go, and maybe I can answer that for you as well.

a

[sisters]

( welcome to the dead people club, helena. amami's been here a while, so he's a lot calmer about information he's had months to (not really) process. it's her he's more concerned about when he glances over at the words. )

Something got you worried, Helena?

( not that reincarnation is the ideal outcome regardless, but this seems a little more specific than that. )