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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.
Bolide
It was when three balls of light flashed around him that Yukio finally decided to walk over to him.
So what if he had been a little worried about Noah lately?
He avoided the spinning balls of doom, staying a few feet away from Noah and shoving his hands into his pocket.]
Impressive.
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I... thanks.
[Yukio, if you could stop making him blush every time you two interact? That would be super cool.]
I-I'm just... studying the notes Clamor left behind for me. Celestial magic isn't my forte.
[...he says, while there are three spinny glowy shinies orbiting him like he's the damn sun.]
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Instead of stopping, he gives Noah a smile, though he doesn't get any closer since he doesn't particularly want to die right now. He enjoys Noah's company too much to die in front of him.]
Well, I think you're getting the hang of it quite nicely. It's quite beautiful.
[Does he say beautiful while looking directly at Noah and not at the swirling planets of death?
Yes.
Is there a double meaning to it?
Who knows.]
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So, yeah, Noah thinks Yukio's talking about the planets, and his dumb oblivious ass just goes,]
Yeah, it is, isn't it? I... can't figure out how to get rid of them, though.
[The aforementioned swirling planets of death flicker ominously, orbiting and swirling, and the further Noah reads ahead in Clamor's spellbook looking for an obvious How To Unsummon Celestial Magic sort of annotation, the more those aforementioned spinny orbs start to fade out. By the time Noah looks up again, the spell has worn off.
So, uh. Great! Look, he's so smart.]
...
A-anyway, [hoo boy this is going well,] I've been trying that one for a while, so I wasn't expecting it to work... There are a lot of easier spells in here, and that one isn't one of them.
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Have you tried the other ones yet?
[He looks really interested in what Noah's doing. And he knew better than anyone that keeping someone company during hard times was probably useful. He knew this because he avoided it when he needed it. Like a good boy.]
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Yeah— y-yeah, I know this one too.
[Noah holds his hand up and out in front of them both, conjuring a nebulous black shadow that twinkles with golden stars. It may as well be a piece of the night sky he's summoned, and it doesn't seem to do much, glittering and twinkling in the evening light.]
It's called... [flips a page,] Polaris.
[And as they're watching it, the blanket of the night sky flickers and pops in a bright white light.
He did not realise this spell is simply a really pretty flashbang.]
Ow— fuck. ...sorry.
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Good job, though.
[He laughs a little, rubbing his eyes before looking at Noah again. He paused for a moment, then reached over and brushed a finger over his hair.]
Your hair is changing. Or my eyes are still recovering. One of the two.
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U-uh... y-yeah, it... it's naturally white. I mean... not anymore, but when I was little...
[Ohhh how does he explain this...]
...It changed to black after the cult that basically took over my life started experimenting on me. Something about the element they injected me with to warp my magic. The more I did shadow magic, it turned silver. And... I guess, because of the celestial magic, it's started to turn black.
...
It doesn't look ridiculous, does it?
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Yukio raises a brow, but his hand remains in the strands of Noah's hair he's touching for a while longer before he's dropping his hand back onto his lap.
He was touching him for too long. That was weird right? He should apologize.]
Not at all, actually. It's... Different. Not bad, just different. You look nice either way.
[What the FUCK kind of compliment is that?]
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More to the point, Noah looks nice and oh he's dying now, why would you do this to him, Yukio.]
I— u-um. Th-thank you...
[By Elria is he going to make it through the day at this point—]
I'm just waiting for people to accuse me of having hair dye all of a sudden. U-uh...
[He makes the mistake of looking up at Yukio, meeting his eyes, and then very quickly does Noah look down at the spellbook again.]
I don't know how I'd explain "magic makes my hair change colours for some reason" to anyone else.
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It's alright.
[He points at his white eye.]
This is a recent addition too, and not a natural one.
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...yeah? What... what happened? If you don't mind me asking, I mean. I don't want to press.
[He'll have to tell Yukio about how his got the way they are in turn, he thinks.]
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Our... Biological father.
[He covered his eye for a moment, then dropped his hand back onto his lap.]
Rin inherited his flames, and i did too just in a lesser amount. My flames manifested in my eye, which in turn allowed our father to see the world through me and speak to me. Rin stabbed me through the eye in an attempt to burn him out... More or less.
[Well... There could have been worse explanations. Or better ones foe that matter.]
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[They're sharing an interesting thread of eye horror and shitty biological family members. Noah notes that for later, shuffling now so that he's sitting with his chin in his hand, staring up at Yukio.
See, the problem with Elrios, is that this is not the first time Noah's heard about how demons do eyeball things. The Fire Master, Rosso, has a demon eye implanted into him. Noah had wandered through the remnants of House Rosso's laboratory back home, had found a little more than he'd have liked to — experiments to make the perfect Fire Master, one who wouldn't burn themself out to the flames and die horribly.
That just happened to be Rosso. Noah doesn't share that yet, too interested in Yukio's story — point is, demon eyeball things and even dad eyeball things isn't all that weird. To him, anyway.]
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[He looked mostly lost in thought now, looking at Noah but not really seeing him.]
I can't hear him anymore. He used to keep me up at night, his voice was always in my head and now it's just... quiet. I think that's the reason I can't sleep very well now. Not that I could originally, to be fair, but now it's just too quiet.
[He blinks for a moment before finally focusing on Noah again.]
My eye hasn't gone back to the original color yet, so I don't think it's going to. I'm not used to looking at myself in the mirror yet.
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...I don't think it looks bad. I mean— it sucks how you got it, but if you can't hear him, it probably means he's gone, right?
[Noah pauses and then glances away, though his head is still turned toward his companion. Yukio's eyes are odd, too, and maybe it's weird to find a kinship in having fucked-up eyeballs, but he does, though he doesn't bother to ask why Yukio's pupils are red. Yukio seems a bit downtrodden at the conversation too, so instead of pressing, he attempts to be relatable.]
...my pupils turned white because of human experimentation. [Noah fails to be relatable.] People normally think I'm blind on first glance. There was this person in one of my classes that was really insistent all year on reading what was on the chalkboard to me, and I couldn't figure out why. I thought he thought I was stupid.
I'm not saying I'm not, but it turns out he thought I was blind. If... if that wasn't obvious by what I just said.
[Noah sucks at storytelling actually.]
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Yukio watches him carefully before he was simply nodding his head because what else do you do with that information. He opens his mouth for a moment to say something, then closes it again. He takes off his glasses and holds them out to Noah to either take or look at.]
I've always been pretty blind. Back home I had a drawer full of backup glasses.
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...Noah reaches for the glasses and puts them on, comically scrunching his face when he sees what Yukio means by pretty blind.]
Yeah, you really can't see anything, can you?
[Rude ass. He passes them back, though, careful not to touch the lenses or drop them or something.]
Maybe you'll find another drawer full of backup glasses here. ...why do you need so many backups, though?
ignore the blood on the icon probably
He took his glasses and put them back on, blinking to make the world focus again.]
In my line of work, it was a high possibility that they might get broken during a mission. It was a better investment to have multiple pairs at one time.
no yukio just killed someone
[Quietly I am realising that no one in the El Search Party wears glasses, wonder why.]
...can I ask you what your missions were like? Did you ever do things like espionage?
[Noah read a book about spies once, you see.]
he could have
No, no espionage. I was a teacher mostly, so I oversaw students most of the time, but when we were stretched thin, I would get assignments to hunt down and kill dangerous demons that had been terrorizing people. I had a lot more of those assignments before becoming a teacher, but less frequently after. Except to test my students, which in that case I would supervise.
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[It probably isn't as fun as books make it sound.]
What's it like to suddenly go from teaching to being a student? Is it weird? Maybe you should see if they'll let you be a teacher. Maybe you'll make mathematics easier to understand.
[Noah has like, six people tutoring him in math right now. It's real bad.]
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I wouldn't mind helping you if you'd like. Though I don't think they'd let me be a teacher again, my specialty is medicine and demons after all.
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Well... you could teach a first aid class? [He's half-joking.] Medicine is kind of science, right? You could ask the staff... Uh, but I'd appreciate the extra help. Th...thanks.
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Any time. I'm sure you're at least a better student than Rin is.