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October Event
10/02 06:12
✽ Silence lifts at six in the morning, and there is still quite a bit of time before classes start. Early risers who decide to return to school from the dorms cross the courtyard and open the double doors and—- something cold and wet drips down onto their head: old blood from the torso of a student(?) bound by rope and strung up above the doors to the courtyard, body burned black and cut in half at the waist.
The air is heavy, and the entire school smells of blood.
Hope... month...
✽ A large poster advertising the student store has been tacked up on the bulletin board. For October, store hours are now 6AM to 8PM Monday to Saturday, and noon to 4PM on Sundays. Outside of those hours, the shopkeeper is occasionally in the shop and will leave the door propped open if they are, but more often than not, the door is closed and there is no answer when knocking on the door. Laundry tokens can now be purchased at a reasonable price. The rock gacha machine is now located just outside the door so it can be played at any time. Please continue to spend your hard-eared points on plain boring normal rocks.
✽ In the dormitory, the construction paper covering the oil paintings start to soak through with blood, causing the papers to grow heavy and fall. The distorted faces in the paintings seem to be bleeding from their open wounds, the canvas wet to the touch and smelling of blood. Blood dripping down the walls and on the floor do not cause the dorms to change, nor do the splatters of blood seen on the glass over the star dormitory rooms occasionally throughout the month, as if it had rained blood in the darkness and silence of night, although no other evidence is seen elsewhere in the courtyard.
✽ The wisteria tree slowly continues to lose its petals, and the area roughly ten feet around the trunk of the tree has become completely dead and barren, leaving dry dirt underneath. Despite shedding its petals, new buds are becoming noticeable now too. The spider lilies that bloomed during the autumnal equinox remain, still covering the rest of the courtyard and extending into the forest surrounding the school. Outside, the air smells faintly metallic at all times.
✽ Occasionally throughout the month and increasing in frequency and intensity towards the end of the month, characters with 13 or more tallies will find themselves sensitive to sunlight and loud noises, prone to vertigo upon standing or turning too quickly, and suffering ice pick headaches throughout the day.
✽ Characters with 5 or less tallies will hear faint white noise during the normally silent hours of midnight to 6AM, but no other sound.
✽ The class roster on the bulletin board acknowledges class 1-D for leading the rest of the classes in rank, being the first to reach 100. All characters in first year classes and #-D classes will receive 500 merit points and will be able to exit out the front door to the school. They will be able to make it up to the front gate, but will find themselves growing lightheaded and about to pass out if they try to squeeze through the bars or climb over the gate itself. Please contact me privately if they would try to get out anyways.
✽ The void in the auditorium continues to grow, and (pending character interaction) by the end of the month will encompass the entire right wing of the first floor past the lockers, the home ec cooking room on the second floor, as well as the art club room on the third floor.
✽ In the dormitory, the construction paper covering the oil paintings start to soak through with blood, causing the papers to grow heavy and fall. The distorted faces in the paintings seem to be bleeding from their open wounds, the canvas wet to the touch and smelling of blood. Blood dripping down the walls and on the floor do not cause the dorms to change, nor do the splatters of blood seen on the glass over the star dormitory rooms occasionally throughout the month, as if it had rained blood in the darkness and silence of night, although no other evidence is seen elsewhere in the courtyard.
✽ The wisteria tree slowly continues to lose its petals, and the area roughly ten feet around the trunk of the tree has become completely dead and barren, leaving dry dirt underneath. Despite shedding its petals, new buds are becoming noticeable now too. The spider lilies that bloomed during the autumnal equinox remain, still covering the rest of the courtyard and extending into the forest surrounding the school. Outside, the air smells faintly metallic at all times.
✽ Occasionally throughout the month and increasing in frequency and intensity towards the end of the month, characters with 13 or more tallies will find themselves sensitive to sunlight and loud noises, prone to vertigo upon standing or turning too quickly, and suffering ice pick headaches throughout the day.
✽ Characters with 5 or less tallies will hear faint white noise during the normally silent hours of midnight to 6AM, but no other sound.
✽ The class roster on the bulletin board acknowledges class 1-D for leading the rest of the classes in rank, being the first to reach 100. All characters in first year classes and #-D classes will receive 500 merit points and will be able to exit out the front door to the school. They will be able to make it up to the front gate, but will find themselves growing lightheaded and about to pass out if they try to squeeze through the bars or climb over the gate itself. Please contact me privately if they would try to get out anyways.
✽ The void in the auditorium continues to grow, and (pending character interaction) by the end of the month will encompass the entire right wing of the first floor past the lockers, the home ec cooking room on the second floor, as well as the art club room on the third floor.
Exchange Program
✽ On October 11, students participating in the exchange program are given one pocket knife each and sent out the front doors, upon which they will find themselves in that canon location as if they had stepped out of any normal door in the area. For characters who visit their own canon's location, they will find all their friends and family alive and happy— except for the one person they are closest to, who will be absent. Nobody there will recognize your character or the person they are closest to, regarding both as complete strangers, as if neither have ever existed in the first place. But otherwise... think of it as canon good end, in contrast to elevator bad end.
✽ There is no bus to take them back to Yogen and they can stay as long as they'd like, even forever if they feel like it. If they wish to return to their real home, though, they would have to first return to Yogen and figure things out from there. The first time they open the pocket knife, they will find a piece of paper tucked between the blade and the handle reading "Use to return." If they use it on other people, that's the local law enforcement's business. In order to return to Yogen, perhaps remembering Natsume's presentation mentioning how they got there in the first place, they will have to use the knife on themselves, or otherwise die by happenstance or, eventually, old age. Two weeks after their return to school, they will find one additional tally on the inside of their wrist.
✽ In return, Yogen receives three exchange students: two familiar and one not.
✽ There is no bus to take them back to Yogen and they can stay as long as they'd like, even forever if they feel like it. If they wish to return to their real home, though, they would have to first return to Yogen and figure things out from there. The first time they open the pocket knife, they will find a piece of paper tucked between the blade and the handle reading "Use to return." If they use it on other people, that's the local law enforcement's business. In order to return to Yogen, perhaps remembering Natsume's presentation mentioning how they got there in the first place, they will have to use the knife on themselves, or otherwise die by happenstance or, eventually, old age. Two weeks after their return to school, they will find one additional tally on the inside of their wrist.
✽ In return, Yogen receives three exchange students: two familiar and one not.
OOC
✽ The first prompt leads into this month's mini-event, which is becoming a misnomer, maybe they should be called murder events instead.
✽ All students leaving on the exchange program will icly be gone for at least 10/11 - 10/17, although they will be able to return at any later date in October, at the player's discretion, regardless of how much time they experienced on their trip. Just like in the bad end elevator and the void school, nothing physical can be taken back from the exchange trip, but characters can at least drain their bank accounts eating good food and exploring town before coming back.
✽ The new exchange students are former npcs Kouji Seki and Chiaki Kudo, as well as a new student ???. They can be interacted with in their corresponding toplevels below, after 10/11.
✽ All students leaving on the exchange program will icly be gone for at least 10/11 - 10/17, although they will be able to return at any later date in October, at the player's discretion, regardless of how much time they experienced on their trip. Just like in the bad end elevator and the void school, nothing physical can be taken back from the exchange trip, but characters can at least drain their bank accounts eating good food and exploring town before coming back.
✽ The new exchange students are former npcs Kouji Seki and Chiaki Kudo, as well as a new student ???. They can be interacted with in their corresponding toplevels below, after 10/11.
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[She's not going to disagree--although she does blink several times when she's thanked before smiling, a little awkward.]
I didn't say or do anything to really be thankful for, you know.
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( girl are you going to explain? ...
yes, actually. )
I'm not the best at explaining things when I feel put on the spot. And when people see these, they want to know. It's only natural. But it just makes it harder for me.
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[She answers it smoothly and rather matter-of-factly. Basically, she could push, if she wanted to.
But she opts not to.]
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It's right then and there that she looks sheepish, tugging at a strand of dark hair in an awkward fashion, amber brown eyes darting away, unable to settle on looking at Nene proper.]
Geez... now I'm completely [floored? No, that's not exactly the right word, here. What she should be saying is-] embarrassed for basically giving a reasonable explanation as to why someone would thank me for something like this. Maybe I should have asked after all.
[She doesn't mean that last part in the slightest bit, but look, she may be trying to push her 'cold side' out because she doesn't want to be seen as too kind.
As too weak.]
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( she sees you, inaba! she sees you and she perceives! still, nene laughs like it's a joke, before quietly holding up a scale. it's a little smaller than a quarter, shining and pearlescent in the light. )
... Hey, Inaba-san. Do you believe in the supernatural? Outside of this place, I mean.
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[She's actually a little taken aback from being called kind, because she really, earnestly would not consider herself as such.
After all -
Sometimes kindness hurts, too.]
Ahaha, I wouldn't go that far. [As to call herself a kind person. She can practically feel the dark emotions creeping up her spine, even now.] But the supernatural, huh?
[There is a part of her that wants to immediately say yes, due to her experiences-- but it's in that moment that she hesitates, pauses for a moment, thoughtful. If she's too eager, too many questions might be asked.
And even though that bastard's left by now, she... doesn't want to take any risks.
And more than that, she doesn't want to be seen as weak, or have to be pitied because of those experiences.]
I wouldn't say I necessarily believe in it. But I can't disprove its existence. Because people here - they're from all different walks of life that are different from my own. From worlds that I can barely comprehend, sometimes. Why do you ask?
[She assumes the question is relevant, after all - to the reason behind the scales. Or at least... it feels that way, given the natural flow of the conversation.]
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( nene looks at the scales in her hands, and maybe inaba can put two and two together. in fact, she's certain she will- inaba's way smart, after all. ... will she judge her? for her recklessness that got her cursed? for being cursed? for admitting it so readily?
oh well. it's too late for that. )
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[Inaba takes this in, and lets out another sigh. She isn't given the details as to what the "stupid thing is", but if she knows and understands that much, then there isn't anything else that she needs to say. Although she admitted it way too easily? Why? Because she hadn't asked earlier? Does Nene trust someone like her—]
Is there a way to get rid of it? Curses are like that usually, aren't they?
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( although... she never considered breaking it. hanako offered a solution and she didn't really have a choice but to take it. ... maybe she should talk to him about that again. )
Without that, I'd just be a little fish, all the time. At least this way I can still be me, mostly.
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[Just answering rather casually with a bit of a shrug of her shoulders.]
Being a small fish doesn't sound like fun, though.
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( ori when can i make her a mermaid shifter-- )
... Truth be told, it could be a lot worse. I knew it on so many levels too... so I was content to just accept what I got, if it meant I could still be human. But the curse followed me even here... how nuts is that?!
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[It's definitely not something that she'd want to ever experience in her entire - well, can we say lifetime?]
And you really shouldn't just simply accept punishment--even if you did something wrong acceptance isn't the same as repentance, or even making up for your mistakes.
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( and she was very small, and had no love, so you could imagine the kind of stress she was in. )
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...and then sighs, something heavy and full of conflicting emotion. She isn't sure how she really feels, but it's definitely something, to say the least.Inaba can only imagine the worst.]
That doesn't sound like fun. But, well - at least you're safe. Or, well. As safe as you can be, anyway.
[Considering everything.]