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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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The question comes out more like a challenge than anything.]
During the fundraiser, when we were hosting... do you remember what your title was? The one that Elizabeth gave you.
[Noah definitely has all of that memorized, they were too quirky to not get stuck in your head.]
i dont remember and im not looking it up this will be ic
[Why is he being so rude?? Nicknames? The one Elizabeth gave her? She was kind of busy that day! It was something kind of embarrassing if she remembered correctly? ]
Oh, those. I think, mine was kind of boring in comparison? Something about being a detective? [ She's not quirky actually she's super normal, duh. ] I only remember that because I don't think I've ever solved a crime in my life.
i'm crying sara pls
That's true, you were called a detective. [Squint intensifies. Noah crosses his arms over his chest.] Maybe that one was too hard. Do you remember how many knives I had that day?
[Gradually, Noah begins to sound more and more psychotic. Sorry.]
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How could I forget, you stole pretty much every knife from the home economics room? Ishimaru and I really worried! [ If that was Noah on low paranoia think about how many insane things he must be getting up to right now behind Sara's back...extremely concerning. ]
I don't remember the number, but you really need to learn to close your legs when you wear a skirt. I'm glad it was only knives I saw.
[ He sounds psychotic, but unfortunately he's triggered Sara's lecture mode, so she's just going to meet his (insane) eyes and keep talking until this solve the issue. ]
So...however many knives are in the home economics room, beyond the one I have. So if you want to know how many knives you had that day, just go check that.
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I was wearing shorts!
[He doesn't wear skirts without something underneath! But, uh, that certainly confirms that Sara is Sara, just not in the way that Noah had been intended. Evidence is evidence, though.
Noah looks guilty for a moment after he recovers from that outburst, not because of the outburst but because of the reasons for having to quiz Sara about her existence. Very quietly, he says,]
...sorry. About all the questions, I mean. I'm done now.
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[ She wags a finger in his face, frowning...before she cracks a smile. There's the Noah she knows. His crazy expression has faded a lot. ]
It's not ladylike at all to wear a skirt like that. If you dress up again, please remember to keep your legs together.
[ His next words are harder to hear, and she has to shuffle a bit closer, leaning in. ] Er...? It's fine. Is this a project? Like those memory studies they do on game shows?
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Which he doesn't say, because he looks somber and he's tired, clearly, rubbing one eye with a curled fist while he looks elsewhere entirely.]
No, it's... I wanted to make sure you were... still Sara. N-not... someone else.
the shorts...
[ She hesitates a second, then gently pats his shoulder. She's not that good with words at times like this...but she wants him to look her in the eye and see her conviction. She's not going to die, so she's not going to leave him anytime soon. ]
Of course I'm me. I promised I wouldn't go anywhere... Ahaha, look, a first year isn't much worth replacing. Logically, I should have no reason to fear, and you shouldn't either.
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[Sara seems like the type to always keep her promises, so, yeah. Sara's immortal now. The comfort that brings Noah at the thought of her just outliving everyone is pretty staggering, actually, even though he knows such a thing is unrealistic.]
I'll try not to be... anxious so much, I-I guess. Th-thank you for... uh... talking with me.
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Ah...I don't mean you can't be anxious! [ She said it wrong. Him being anxious isn't bad...its just...not logical. She wants to prove him wrong, but not make him feel like he's wrong for thinking this. ] Something really terrible happened to you. I'm happy to answer anything that will make you feel more comfortable, Noah.
Lets see...it's a bit fun remembering these things? I remember the first time we met, I kicked your classroom door! You said nice things about my art, you offered me water at the host club, and you got B in history on your last test. We both remember that, right? So, I think I can be sure I'm Sara, and the person standing in front of me must be my friend Noah.
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[The smile he offers is thin, but it's there.]
You scared me half to death when you kicked the door in. I thought someone was coming to kill me. I'm still impressed you broke into wherever the teachers are keeping copies of grades and managed to scout me out...
[Like it's hard to find the kid with the blue-silver hair who's failing every class. Or was — it's just mathematics now that needs extra work put in.]
...I'm still amazed you cared, too.
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Um...it feels a bit silly now, when we actually know that grades matter a lot? But I was already obsessed with it... D-did you really think I was going to kill you?
[ Those early days, its only been a few months, but it feels almost nostolgic. So much has changed since June. ]
...Honestly Noah, I was really stressed back then. I was new and...you just seemed like you needed help with something I actually understood how to do! I'm really glad it turned out like this...you being my friend and everything. I'm not very good at making them.
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[Girl you kicked the door down and started yelling in murderschool where murderers go.]
...you're not good at making friends? That doesn't sound right — I-I mean, I'm not either, but you seem so sociable.
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[ To both her perceived ability to hurt Noah (he is magical) and her ability to make friends. ]
I don't talk very much like a girl my age, and I'm way to pushy right? Nobody's ever bullied me, but I used to be pretty worried about how I acted, so I had a hard time talking to people.
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[It's a genuine question, because until coming here, Noah knew approximately two people and those people were Clamor and a girl named Yuria, both of them being his first friends ever, considering he spent his entire life locked inside.
He's not counting any of the cultists who raised him as people for the purposes of this argument. He's not even counting Misty, who technically sorta-kinda saved him from death by betraying the Order. None of them are people to Noah, merely faces long gone.]
I know... knew, [correction because he is dead,] a girl back home named Yuria who was sort of like you. She was less pushy, sure, but she was headstrong like you are. I don't really see a problem with how you are, you know?
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[ She leans forward to give Noah a polite bow, pitching her voice up slightly. ]
Noah-kun, it's good to meet you~ Thank you for always taking care of me.
Something cute and refined like that? [ It's a bit embarrassing to pull out talking like that... ] I'm not good at keeping it up. Ah, Nene talks like a cute girl, so probably more like her. Gentle and sweet.
Yuria? I didn't know you had friends back home other then Clamor, Noah! Do you think we would have gotten along? [ It's nice to hear he doesn't have a problem with her...Sara feels like someone else told her that, so she gave talking up trying to change how she talked. Who though...she just can't remember. ]
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[Please don't degrade yourself for him! Noah also has this hope in the back of his mind that not all girls Sara's age talk like that? But girls on Elrios are not so nice and sweet, they're actually unhinged, so maybe it's Noah who's wrong.]
...yeah, I think she'd like you. She's pretty peppy, but she's smart like you are. She's... good at giving advice, too. I used to wish she were here a lot, but I can't do that now, since... since we're all dead. I just hope she's okay back home.
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[Ugh don't casually mention your amazing fantasy royalty life again. She knows Noah's home life wasn't that good but he probably had a castle didn't he...Sara wants a castle. Noah's reaction is pretty suprising. Does Elrios not have constricting gender roles...did they fix that and decide to focus on the evil kidnapping cults. ]
Mhm...its fine. I still want to think we can go home, so lets believe in a future where I can meet your friends happily. [ But until then, she's happy to fill the role of a peppy overbearing friend in Noah's life. ]
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...doesn't the reincarnation thing scare you? I want to believe in that sort of thing, but...
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...I don't want to be dead. [ If she was, then what was the point of everything she did to survive? It would have all become pointless, just hurting people for her own selfish desires. If she was dead, then she might as well have just...not struggled so hard in the first place. Just let herself go and not hurt anyone. ]
I won't accept...being dead. I don't care if that means I won't reincarnate. I'll become the worst kind of spirit if I am dead...because I have things I need to do. I mean...you get that right? You have unfinished business back home.