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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.
III | quiz me bb
He's got a lot of things to worry about Noah catching onto, after all, so it doesn't take long to decide to play it casual.]
Sure. What's on your mind, kid?
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[If this sounds like a teacher grilling a kid, it's because it is, only just reverse the ages. Per the typical "grilling" of an adult to a child (or a child to an adult, really), Noah has another question to follow that up with.
Don't have a heart attack in the meanwhile, Childe.]
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We talked about a few things, I remember it being a rather lengthy conversation after all. A couple topics come to mind; is there one you're looking to revisit in particular? [To his credit, that's kind of a broad question considering they discussed everything from "Don't jump into the Void" to "My brother is dead." Either way, his body language is definitely more relaxed than it had been a brief moment prior]
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...Yeah, we did. Let me clarify, then. We spoke about the void in the auditorium — can you tell me the specifics of what we talked about?
[Childe's casual posture checks out, at least, but anyone would be able to copy that pose. Mimicking physical actions is easy when you've stared at someone long enough.]
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Hm, well... [There's a thoughtful exhale drifting past his lips, head tilting back to eye the ceiling as he does his best to recall specifics. His mind was a bit goopy back then, after all.] I had planned to jump in to see what would happen, and you made me promise that I wouldn't.
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[Noah nods, but he's not quite satisfied yet. It could be an easy guess, what with Childe's outward and obvious fascination with the void, and Noah's whole "nooo don't do reckless shit aha" thing that he does. Only Noah can do reckless things thanks.]
I told you back then that there might be something in the void, because it's similar to the one back where I come from. There's a certain type of monster that comes from being corrupted by the void there — I told you what it was called. Do you recall what I said?
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Henrir mutants? Henir? Something along those lines. [There's a pause, and then an excited grin is sliding onto his face] Why? Did you find some in the Void after all? Do you need my help? Can you need my help?
don't hit me with that hot-ass icon sir
...alright, you're good.
[Noah pauses and looks Childe over one last time, though, just to be certain.]
Henir, by the way. Um... no, I didn't find anything in the void, sorry. I was just... [another second passes, and Noah sheepishly looks elsewhere,] ...I wanted to make sure you're real. Not... a doppelganger.
you're the first to get hit with it congratulations
He get's the impression that on the inside the kid is barely being held together by a thread, though.]
Tell you what. Why don't we come up with a secret codeword that only the two of us know? That way you don't have to go through the trouble each time, okay? That should make things easier on you.
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He's good :)]
Uh...? O-okay, yeah, we can... we can do that. Maybe something from Sne... Snez...
...
Your homeland, [he tried] since no one but you can pronounce those words. And I'll just have to try my best, I guess.
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[He takes a good few seconds to mull it over, fidgeting with the coin in his pocket as he does.] Zavoyevatel' is the word in my native tongue that means conqueror, although that might be a bit tough to pronounce without practice. Morepesok is easier, and is the name of the village of my birth.
Though it was on the exchange program list, so it's not exactly the most secure of secrets... [He's back to thinking, brow creasing a bit in concentration as he runs through as many ideas as possible as quickly as he can.] Can you say... Krsnik Noc? It's a holiday we celebrate.
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So, Noah mentally asks himself, why are all the words Childe says so hard to fucking say? Noah tries his best to repeat "Zavoyevatel" in a quiet whisper, and it comes out something like "Zavoyell?" before Childe moves on and Noah takes that as a hint to give up. "Morepesok" comes out a little too accented, "more-pes-sock", there's a sock in your village now Childe.]
...uh. [Well he can sure try it.] Kris... no, Krs...nick knock? Krsnik... Noc. ...yeah, that's fine.
...what kind of holiday is it?
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Close enough! I can write it down for you if you need me to. [He looks quite pleased to be talking about Snezhnaya, though; he was often sent abroad now that he claimed the rank of Harbinger, so he rarely - if at all - ever got to go back home, and he missed it terribly. More so now of all times, and he's practically buzzing in anticipation now that he's been given the opportunity to visit. Soon. He's counting down the days until the exchange program.]
It's a celebration of the summer solstice! A time to spread joy and hope, to celebrate being with the ones you love most. [He lets out a soft, wistful sigh.] The children would weave flower crowns and give them to the sea to tell their fortunes, while the aspiring warriors would leap tall bonfires and walk across the embers to gain favor and otherworldly protection. Just... A week full of dancing, singing... And stuffing yourself to the brim with the best food you could possibly imagine.
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[Noah listens intently to the tale, though. More than anything, he looks curious, especially when Childe mentions walking across embers. Doesn't that hurt?]
Have you done that? The... leaping over the bonfire and walking on embers? It sounds like something you would do.
[It's Childecore.]
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[He's not actually gonna let Noah do this. He does laugh at the question though, sheepishly amused at how easily he's been found out.] Of course. Both of them, many times. Not at my youngest, of course. But after... [Thoughts return to his time in the Abyss, alongside it the familiar pang of restless wanderlust.]
Well. After. Before my father sent me to the army, they had to pry me out of line to keep me from continuously pitting myself against the flame. It's quite fun! Though it hurts if you lack the technique.
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...your father sent you to the army? How old were you?
[Children being soldiers is not uncommon on Elrios, and Harque was slated to be one of the Big Guardians of the Wellbeing of the Entire World at an extremely young age, not to mention some of the El Priestesses back home are literally fourteen. Noah's tone therefore isn't sad or accusatory or even uncomfortable, but curious; how interesting is it that someone else comes from a world were being conscripted into military situations by one's own parents isn't weird?]
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He pauses thoughtfully at the inquiry, some of the enthusiasm that had come with talking about his home curbed by the mental math as he attempts to place his own age. He was rather young at the time, which had been a reoccurring theme by the time that he had been inducted into the Harbingers. Still the youngest, even though Scaramouche was roughly half Childe's height. It was as amusing as it was vexing.]
Oh... Freshly fifteen, I think? Not much younger than you yourself. In his defense... Well. I tend to get into a lot of trouble around then. And if he hadn't sent me over for conscription, I probably would have actually killed someone. Came close, but never succeeded back in Morepesok. Which, looking back? Good thing.
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...yeah, a year younger than I am now. [The fact that he's been dead for X amount of years notwithstanding; if he hasn't died in this place yet, shouldn't he be like, older? Taller? Hopefully taller? Please Elria let him be taller.] ...huh. Maybe it is a good thing.
...I can't stand hurting people, personally. I-I mean... there are a couple people I would hurt, [Dantalion, and the Henir's Order member back in the time illusion of Seven Tower that killed Clamor, but the latter was uh... Noah couldn't exactly... change the past when he did kill that guy, since he just came right back, so.] but everyone has someone like that.
[He thinks about Titania, how Noah hadn't wanted to kill her, even though she did unspeakable things to people. Looking back, maybe he should have, because of that little fact — but he supposes she sealed her fate when she brought the building down on top of herself and ended her own life.]