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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.

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.

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✽ 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.

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[A - Moving In]

[It's a few days after the bodies are discovered that Add is finally convinced to move into the dorms. There are suddenly more rooms available... but that's not really his reason for doing it. No, he still wouldn't have bothered even if a one-person room appeared, but with all the chaos and killings going on around the school building overnight, knowing that Add tended to just stay in the workshop at all hours and fall asleep only when his body gave out...

Obviously, he couldn't trust all his belongings to be safe there unsupervised. The dorms would be safer. More locks, fewer people going in and out.

(he would be safer... but if that was the reasoning given, he likely wouldn't have listened.)

Anyway, there isn't actually much he has to move, but he does come by the dorms with a couple boxes—spare clothing, a cute purple blanket with a cat face sewn on one corner, some electronic scraps and a few tools he sniped from the workshop, whatever the hell this is, a flowerpot filled with dirt and withered stems...

He moves his possessions into ☆4, leaving whatever items the previous resident had decided not to take with them—that would be difficult, anyway, since Shuichi Saihara is very much dead.

Add still doesn't drop by often... but he does, on occasion. If he's not sleeping (a rare occurrence in and of itself), he's probably laying on his bed with a purple holoscreen projected in front of him, plugging away at some notes or programming or whatever, mumbling loudly to himself. His drone would also be nearby, though not doing much else of interest while it's being used as a screen-projector. Sometimes he'll have his notebook out instead, scribbling down paper notes... or staring blankly and quietly at a certain page where he's pressed a white anemone flower.]

[B - New Heights]

[Today, Add has caught sight of someone's fancy dessert tray sitting on top of the fridge. He stands on the tips of his toes... but he is very much too short to reach it. Maybe that's why it's up there. He seems to give up after a few more seconds of pointless stretching, pacing in front of the fridge and glaring up at the forbidden snacks like they've personally offended him...

Then there's a flash, a flurry of pink and white crystal unfurling, and in the next instant Add is significantly taller, among other things. His hair is a massive rat-nest and chunks of his body seem to be fragmented, actively falling apart and scattering dust that defies gravity, floating upwards and spinning aimlessly before fading from existence. His damaged joints crunch like glass when he reaches up—

and easily claims his spoils, now that he's a whole foot-and-an-inch taller. His snacks now.]

[C - Post-Exchange]

[On the 11th, both Add and Senku leave for Ishigami Village. On the 17th, only Senku returns. And late on the 20th, Add returns alone. If there's a reason why, he's not quick to give it.

His first priority is to check on Senku... but after that, he's back to business as usual. Skipping class, spending long hours holed up in the workshop, occasionally dropping in to the dorms to steal snacks or sleep in a bed... but maybe he's also a little more lonely. A little more willing to seek people out, at least the ones he knows and is familiar with... maybe, to him, it's been a long time since he's seen anyone familiar. Who's to say how long he's been gone?

He lingers, over the days that follow his return. Not quite approaching or engaging, but... watching, from the edges of the room, unconcerned with whether he's noticed or not. Observing the motions and the people around him. Even when nothing is happening, he doesn't seem to get bored. Maybe existing in proximity is enough for him.

... but also, it might be kind of weird to just let him stand there and stare for hours on end, so maybe it'd be a good idea to say something.]

[D - Wildcard]

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Edited 2021-10-07 22:00 (UTC)

( whatever the hell that is is actually a menace to society, and komaeda can't help but stare at it as he sees it among add's things — what is that doing here. he tilts his head to the side, a hand on his hip as he can tell what it's modeled after — a monokuma. he squats down to wave at it, and because of it being an enemy in general — it'll send a shockwave towards komaeda. luckily it'll shock his one mechanical hand, causing the circuits to malfunction, and the arm no longer moving for what feels to be about five minutes.

he tries to move his hand, but nothing comes from it, and with add laying on the bed... )

I'm not even surprised that you were able to tame it...

( with his organic hand, he goes to poke it again, but because it's trying to rest itself, the creature sparks, and the bedroom's lights begin to flicker until the room is completely covered in darkness. the only light they have is what comes from dynamo's projector, so hopefully the other wasn't using his notebook mostly because... the lights are out. )

Whoops!

[He was trying to ignore Komaeda, but then there go the lights. He sighs loudly, slamming his book shut.]

Stop harassing Massacre. [it guards his stuff? it's doing a great job?? please,]

Massacre?

( that's... it's name. hm, not too bad, but komaeda looks towards add's voice as he tries to find where he is — does his eye glow in the dark, little things to know. )

Ask if it'll turn back on the lights... my arm doesn't work.

( he tries to move his fingers, but nothing!! he could be patient, but this is the quickest way to get add's attention. )

Yes, Massacre. I can't just call it "it". [Massacre is a cute name... though maybe he can still experiment with it a little. Destroyer? Executioner? Homicide? Hmmm.

but anyway, yeah, his eyes totally glow. He basically has his own built-in nightvision. He swings his legs over the bed so he can walk over to where Komaeda is, crouching down next to the weird cat-bear-head-bot to... gently scritch it behind its metal ears. It responds with another weak flash of electricity, which doesn't turn the lights back on but does make some of Add's hair stick up.]

... poor electrical insulation, noted. I'll ensure that issue is taken care of. [aka "sounds like a you problem"] Electronic signals exchanged between machines are not unlike a form of communication... think of it as Massacre's way of saying "hello". It only went this far because you were prodding it.

10/02 06:12

Hope... month...

Exchange Program

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c. took all my willpower to not just run for Hot Add but im a dignified girl

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C || leaves you an emotional support noah

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c bc tags u again i love the They