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11/08 - 11/13 Cultural Festival

The school campus opens its doors to the public early Monday morning, with family, friends, neighbors, and strangers arriving to fill up the halls, each visitor having eyes of gold and wallets full of cash. Festival events run from 8AM to 4PM, and pamphlets are handed out by students lining the locker area, which include a schedule and a map of the campus:

✽ The opening event on Monday is an idol performance in the auditorium by the twin star unit GEMINI, consisting of Natsume Sakasaki and Subaru Akehoshi. On Thursday afternoon, the music club will hold a performance in the auditorium, featuring the typical choir with piano accompaniment, a capella performances by smaller groups of members, as well as solos, with requests taken in between performances so members can switch off and take a break.

✽ The student store is open every day up until noon on Saturday, and while the absurdly high prices are still absurdly high, there is a sign up in front of the rock gacha that one of the prizes is an all day pass to any of the school's events for one day of the festival. The odds aren't worth the price, but it's not like the shopkeep reveals the odds.

✽ Class 1-B is hosting a themed cafe in their homeroom.

✽ Class 1-D has turned their homeroom and neighboring classrooms into escape rooms, which runs from Tuesday to Friday.

✽ The robotics/programing club and the gaming club have set up a variety of video games in 2-A, and are hosting a competition between visitors and their AI.

✽ Class 3-D is hosting a kissing booth in their homeroom.

✽ In the home ec cooking room, the cooking club is hosting a cooking contest, with student judges and prizes for the winners.

✽ The sewing club and the art club have put together a photo booth inside the home ec sewing room, featuring all sorts of props and costumes imaginable to try on and pose in front of a number of hand painted backgrounds. Photos are taken by an instant camera for visitors to take home a keepsake. In the art club room, the art club has a gallery set up, with paintings hanging from the walls and sculptures set up in front of them, and a strict no touching policy or one of the members threatens to scoop your eye out with a palette knife and she doesn't look like she's joking. There is a large open canvas, however, for visitors to try their hand at paints or charcoal or pastels on what will become a collaborative art piece done by an entire week's worth of visitors. Occasionally throughout the festival, an art club member will have a space off to the corner for portraits or face painting.

✽ The sewing club has also contributed plush toy prizes for various other class' game stalls throughout the school, where visitors can pay to play for a chance to win small prizes, and are able to trade up several smaller prizes for larger ones.

✽ Out past the courtyard, various sports teams host games throughout the week, including relay races and obstacle courses and tug o' war and """soccer""". Basically it's sports day, because there had been a sports day on the calendar but I never look at the calendar so it was already halfway through the month before I realized.

✽ The fourth floor hallway has been cleaned up and turned into the rest area, with rugs laid out across the ground and comfy chairs scattered around the room and little bags of cat treats for sale to entice the fluffy white cat into hanging out in this space all week. Even without treats, she is content to sit on people's laps and rub against their ankles and let them bury their faces in her stomach. Healing.

✽ In the evening on the final day, after all the visitors leave, a large bonfire is set up in a non-flammable area between the courtyard and pool building and left to burn late into the night for those students who choose to remain on campus until around 8PM, when the festival culminates in a small fireworks show that lights up the sky overhead in reds and golds, while on the ground, sparklers are passed around for a quiet moment appreciating the beauty, and transience, of life.

OOC

✽ Throughout the school year, merit points have occasionally been earned through interactions between students involving strong emotion, whether positive or negative. This month, characters may notice that this happens much more frequently, and the amount of merit points earned is also sometimes more than the typical one point. Please report threads of strong emotion below, as this will minorly affect December.
✽ On 11/23, Yogen sees its first snow of the year, a light dusting across campus that does not stick when the sun rises again the next morning, but it will snow on and off until the end of the month.
✽ This event log doubles as a TDM, with new characters experiencing the recurring feeling of drifting in (school life) and out (canon life) of sleep up until they "open their eyes," after which they will have full awareness and come to their senses.

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( how direct.

seeing ranger comes as no shock or surprise, this is his classroom that he shares with noah, and maybe it's worse because the desk that komaeda's seated at is his own. he wouldn't have known, he just thought that taking one in the back would probably be the best place to sit at... then again, chairs and desks are pushed back to be out of the way, and people can walk in and out of the classroom. he doesn't move though, watching the other stand out of place, but that's because of how he is, so it makes sense. first thing's first, check and see what sort of card he's holding up today to get an idea of what flavor of ranger will come and go for an entirely new card. )

Hm... Are you sure, this is your classroom after all. Though, I can't reject if you came to see me.

( he lifts a hand, pushing back the piece of hair that tickles at his nose, and behind his ear it goes. from all the doodling he's been doing, he looks around for a chair, and he gets up to push it right next to his. )

We can run the booth together, but you must pay to play, too. Fortune telling? A kiss? I can give either! Oh, want to try your hand at love?

[ Well, he's not entirely wrong. He had originally stuck his head in because he was looking for something that had left behind, but if it were anyone else he would have just walked away rather than deal with the nuisance of interacting with another person. But he likes familiar people better than unfamiliar people, and Komaeda has become familiar by now.

He glances to the chair, seeming to run some mental calculus to determine if it's worth the suffering it will inevitably cause to stay after being being presented with those three options. He seems to decide that it is and takes a seat next to Komaeda, holding up the cheerful grin that he seems to default to. ]

Huuuuh? Nah, I'm not looking for anything in particular. [ Though now that he thinks about it -- ] Sheesh, you shouldn't even be selling stuff like that...

[ Actually, having heard those three options and said those two sentences he's already starting to change his mind about it being worth it. Just gonna get riiiiiiight back up. ]

Anyway, if I'm gonna get in your way, I'll leave.

Edited (just fixing a typo) 2021-11-07 04:11 (UTC)

Ranger-kun, you've already decided, no take-backs!

( as he speaks up, he reaches with his prosthetic, the arm whirring softly as he wraps it around the male's wrist, and with a light tug, he hopes that's enough to bring them back. now ranger is just like him, ranger does whatever ranger wants, and komaeda is no stranger to it. he does the same thing if given the chance, and hearing that the options aren't meant for him to sell, then maybe the other has a better idea. )

I told Ebalon-kun I would help him, and that's why I have a variety of options. One of them has to catch someone's eyes.

( oh, maybe he should focus on the last sentence the other said, he didn't say he would leave because of the choices, but more so if he's getting in komaeda's way. which, he blinks a little confused by that, and oh, that's right, partners wouldn't get in partners way. though, that's unlike ranger, someone who comes and goes on their own will, whatever was installed in their software doesn't mean they completely listen to him, and komaeda would just follow after them if they decide to completely leave.

that's one way to get komaeda alone, aside from that, he smiles. )

But... When did you care about getting in my way? You're perfectly fine, for now.

[ He doesn't, really, but he really hasn't been quite right lately. There's just a few things that he usually wouldn't let slip are doing so. He hadn't quite worked through a few little issues with his system, though he was getting close to resolving them. But he justifies this well enough, thinking that it seemed like a safer choice than saying that it was for any of the options presented. Komaeda was the kind of person who would find a way to use that as a springboard to make things a hundred times worse.

The card flips to the cat face. Besides - ]

Hmm~? Right now I care 'cause I'm just gonna scare people off, ahaha! Bad for business, you know~

[ That comes out a little more naturally, but he does let himself be pulled back down into his seat. ]

It's cruel to make your partner beg for company, you know?

( a rhetorical question as he looks at the card prepared for him, it's the cat face, he believes that's meant to be playful. normally how cats are when their witty creatures who can lack an excuse, and do whatever they feel. he smiles at the cat face before his eyes lift up to catch ranger's, and he waves a hand to grasp their attention like this, as if this is more important. )

...Hm, I told you before that you're beautiful, so rather than scare them away... you'll be why this booth gets lively.

( that said, he reaches for the book as he glances at the list of rules again, and he doesn't think ranger would be interested in the concept of forced love, and so he chooses the option that has less commitment. ) While we're waiting... ( he gets a blank sheet of paper and a pencil, setting it down in front of him. ) I could read your future, but I can't guarantee success.

[ He's pretty sure that present company is the only one who thinks that, though if not it seems like all the more reason to leave now before it gets to be annoying. He doesn't like being around many people, and Ranger certainly prefers not to deal with them when he doesn't have to. He looks between Komaeda and the paper, and the fact that he hasn't said anything yet is probably a good indicator that he's trying to decide if he wants to point that out, or if he wants to give his thoughts on fortune telling.

But he doesn't mind hearing the former, and the latter is a harmless kid's game, and so he keeps whatever clinical answer he had in mind to himself. That, at least, he was slowly learning to do. He does wave his hand dismissively, though. ]

Hmmm, well, if that's what you want, I don't mind... [ But also - ] Hey, what d'ya mean it's cruel? Don'tchya think it's way more cruel to go and call somebody your lover and then tell 'em they gotta pay for your affection~?

[ Once he hits the word lover he switches to a card with a "3" on it, along with neatly drawn pink backslashes that seem to be meant to indicate a blush. After the last word, he seamlessly switches back to the cat mask.

That's actually not what he said at all, Ranger remembers it as perfectly as he does anything else, he still just doesn't care, and he already gets way more affection from Komaeda than he wants at any given time (though certainly, he seems to be getting desensitized to that.) But this, too, is the sort of banter that he'd engage in with Safalin. He watched people closely, and he would pick and choose which ones were amusing enough to throw at her. That's probably all this is, too. ~~see this is what happens when an AI starts learning from watching teenagers.~~ ]

Sheesh, you're such a thoughtless guy.

[ And back to the talking card it is. ]

Edited (just a tiny flavor text tweak bc i thought of a cute detail...) 2021-11-07 22:25 (UTC)

Oh, is that what this is...

( two can play that game, he toys with the idea of it for a moment, and understands that the other hasn't given up on the notion, because he too wants to call komaeda by his first. no matter what he asks, he's always ignored, and with the flustered mask to add to the fire, he understands that the other is going it on purpose. practiced precision in the switch of a card, and komaeda finds himself silent for a moment, taking in the quick change, and smiling thereafter with a nod. it's fine, he doesn't mind it since he knows the other is teasing, but he always takes great job in conversation with others because of how positive he is, and so he keeps it up. )

A lover wouldn't mind paying the others way, but it's not that I'm a charity case... it's to help out your peers, show your kindness by enabling this behavior so it can benefit you in the long run! The quicker I'm done with this, the sooner you have me all to yourself!

( it's because he knows ranger came here to see him, but to komaeda, he really cant fathom the idea of it, but he knows that's what they want. personally, he doesn't mind the playfulness that ranger displays, it's calming enough to make him forget his circumstances, but when he starts to enjoy it too much — everything around him gets a little heavy, the paranoia creeps up his neck, and it snaps him back into reality where his eyes remain empty, and he glances to the side. )

Besides, since you're pretty bad at it... ( he chuckles, doing ranger a favor. ) I could at least teach you how to be kinder romantic partner! Ahahaha...!

( if this is what they're doing, then he can do it, even after making ranger sit down with him, he doesn't waste his time getting to his feet, and the book tucked away under one arm. )

Let's start by playing games together, there must be a stuffed animal you're interested in?

[ That reaction, too, is familiar. Ranger could make Safalin cry, he could make her humor him, and on rare occasions he was graced with a genuine smile from her, but there was always something more hidden behind it. That was why the pair off them were so close, because there was always an unbridgeable distance between them. He senses that same thing here. This was a person who would always keep him at an arm's length, and that allowed them to care.

Really, the only difference was that this person still had a chance to be fixed.

He huffs at the mention of having Komaeda to himself, seeming to take offense to that notion in particular. It wasn't entirely wrong, but it wasn't entirely right either. Ranger often struggled with what he himself wanted, and so all too often each action was little more than a passing whim. ]

Huuuuuh? You're the last person I wanna have teaching me about anything.

[ Though that might not be saying much with him, considering that every one is more or less at the bottom of the list. He doesn't really want to play games with this person either, having seen the kind of games that broken people played, and there's a brief but visible tension at the word.

But he doesn't retreat quite yet, instead shaking his head in response to the question. That was intentional. He wasn't meant to have a strong preference. ]

Nope, not really!

Then I'll choose for you, if we do something, I can win you a prize... knowing me, I probably wouldn't get the one you wanted.

( his luck worked in certain ways, the kind that where they may have horrible luck at the start, and just when they're about to give up — everything changes! that could go for them too, despite not knowing how much money they gave up, and he wants to try, it sounds fun. he's been sitting in this room, and he's only made so much after tricking subaru in methods where he has to ask the right questions for the right responses. anyway, can he use that money he obtained, would that be wrong of him? hm. )

They have some that look like spiders, and others that could be a sea cucumber, I bet if you saw them... you'd change your mind.

( because who wouldn't? they're actually cute... he wishes there was something around here he could use to express that, but there's not. he gets up from his desk, setting the book down as he tries to look for what can give ranger a good idea of it. walking past kissing booths does nothing but make him readily seen by the guests, and some people speaking to him, but he doesn't even give them a moment of his time. it doesn't take long until he makes his round back to ranger. )

I've searched, and there isn't any around at the moment, so you have to come with me.

[ Oh, right... That was a common trope, wasn't it? It was one of those things that people came to do at festivals. It's not as though he knows anything about that. It was as incomprehensible as everything else about the outside world, which he only knew from screens and data. But in his usual way, he seems to force himself to stop thinking about it before too long. He nods in agreement with Komaeda's assessment ("sounds cute,") and lets his eyes trail as Komaeda goes along.

He thought perhaps he was just bored, but in that case, wouldn't it be better to turn his attention to someone else? It's a fun idea, though, and Ranger is surprised by how much the idea of being messed with her bothers him. It's not like him to overthink things like this.

Ah... Well, either way was fine. Anything was better than just sitting here feeling so out of place. Ranger stands up. ]

Sure, lead the way. I wanna see.

Edited 2021-11-08 08:13 (UTC)

Alright, alright..

( it's a sheepish smile he wears now as he waits for the other to get up and follow him to the main hallway where most of the games are located. he lifts a hand to pull at his bow, making it even more messier while trying to make himself "presentable". as he looks at ranger, he practically fits the criteria of a guest who has came to the school — bright colors, someome to entertain the masses especially when he uses his cards. )

Did she take you to places like this?

( she? she who? obvious questions have just as obvious answers, but he doesn't know as he glances at the games around them, and there's one that stands out which they could do together. it's been awhile since he's played a popping balloon game with someone else — normally he does it along, fretting over the fact that the dart will harm someone rather than doing its job.

as they make it to the table, he sets his book down upon it, and plucks a dart from a cup to hold out to ranger. it's cheating because the other can probably analyze what's before him, know the tips and tricks, and lose all (if there's any) excitement about indulging. so he waits to see if ranger will even try before proposing what's on his mind. )

[ There's only one person he could be referring to. Ranger hesitates, trying to determine how to best answer how to answer. There was so much that he knew of and how to do despite having no experience with them. He'd never been taken anywhere; he'd never done much of anything needless. ]

... No. I've never left the facility.

[ There's an air of melancholy to that quiet answer, just the slightest hint of a downcast look in the way his gaze moves down while the card moves up an inch higher, in the way his grip on the handle tightens just a little before relaxing. It's not that their circumstances wouldn't allow it, it's that she wouldn't have even if they did. They were close because they had no one else. It's there and gone, like every other emotion that he expresses before he returns to showing nothing.

Ranger searches Komaeda's face as he reaches out to take the dart, seeming to quietly question if it's really fine for him to do something like this. Was that because of the unfairness of it, or because of how frivolous it was? Probably both. Even the attractions, difficult and fatal for participants, were a joke to him. ]

I see.

( more than enough to tell him the direction of this, they must have been quite the workaholics, but komaeda laughs right after while looking at the balloons that are set up across the board — red, green, orange, yellow, and blue in a variety of locations so not one color outweighs the other side. normally, some balloons are more deflated than others, which makes it difficult to pop when there's not much air at all, and that's why the colors are spread so no one can really see the difference. )

You know about it already, this game? ( his expression is nothing out of the ordinary, that same smile that people say can't be genuine, but to komaeda it's genuine enough. it appears that he's willing to motivate ranger into trying, and he'll reach out himself to grab one himself. ) Throw all that out of the window, we're going to play a different one!

( he spins the dart in his hand in a practiced motion, but he fumbles a little after that he has to reach with his other hand to catch it from falling onto the floor. a human mistake, but he looks over to ranger with a silly smile as he exhales content with himself. )

We're going to close our eyes, and try to target the same one! ( komaeda glances at one balloon, but maybe that's to throw the other off. ) Like those games to see how well you know each other so you say the first thing that comes to mind.

[ It works well enough. Ranger perks up a little at the mention of playing a different game, curious to what Komaeda means. He was familiar with most standard games, but there was a difference between that and the games that people would make for one another. It's new, and an approval in and of itself, and that seems to be enough to erase whatever doubt he had.

There's a little huff and a reminder to be careful when the dart is fumbled, but otherwise he listens with interest. His expression has softened by the end, the remaining wariness disappearing It occurs to him that this was probably the point - was he being considerate? Ranger had the tendency to go along with things for the sake of it. But... It's not bad. ]

Hmmm, that seems kind of difficult... [ Ranger nods to confirm his thoughts, alternating between rocking back on his heels and bouncing on the balls of his feet. ] Ahaha, yeah, okay, sounds fun! C'mon, let's give it a shot~ ♪

[ well h certainly seems enthusiastic enough. ]

( with his organic hand, he'll lift it up to his face, staring at the palm to place over his eyes — that way, he's covered in darkness, and there's nothing he can see no matter how many times he blinks. as he uncovers his eyes, he looks towards ranger to show what they should do, it helps with the immersion of enjoying themselves like children — while also taking the game seriously. )

Are you up for the challenge? ( he waits for ranger to close or cover his eyes, whatever happens first before he lifts that hand back up again to cover his own. this is where he'll arch his arm back, but he doesn't throw it, no, they have to countdown at least so they know when to throw. he thinks of what numbers will work for this so that they won't have to wait too long or remain in suspense, and then it comes to komaeda immediately. )

You go on 3, and I'll on 4, just so neither of the darts hit eachother! We'd lose the game if they fell onto the ground. Would you like to count, Ranger-kun?

( he says all this, eyes remaining covered. )

Well, I sure hope so~! I'll be in trouble if not, ahaha!

[ Well, he wasn't really. He did best when he had more data and patterns than this, but it'll have to do.

Ranger shakes the cards in hands a little. He can hardly hold them and the dart while covering his eyes. He just doesn't have enough hands for that... But he gets the general idea, and in the spirit of fairness he switches them out after a beat for one that seems to have a cheerful kaomoji drawn on it, with angle brackets for the eyes and a cheerful looking smile (also see: ˃ᴗ˂)

Hmm... Going first, huh? Well, he doesn't mind that. He holds the dart back. ]

I'll do it. You ready? [ He'll wait a beat for an affirmation, and then start whether or not he actually gets it: ] One... Two... Three... Four!

[ The numbers are perfectly spaced apart, and the dart thrown promptly on three. He'll go ahead and aim at the one that Komaeda was looking at before and, as one would expect of an AI, he doesn't need to look to hit his target... Well, there was probably no helping that though. ]

( he doesn't respond because he doubts ranger needs the confirmation, and as komaeda proceeds to hear counting, he waits until he hears two, and he peeks between his fingers to see where ranger's decided to throw the dart, and on four, he closes his fingers so that he can throw his dart in the same general area that he had chosen — he's surprised it's the one he had looked at previously.

he gives it a momemt before uncovering his eyes, watching as the darts follow in the same vicinity until komaeda's dart takes a massive plunge, not hitting the same balloon, but sticking into the board next to one about three balloons below from the one ranger manage to snag and pop. )

Oh! I guess we didn't have the same—

( he's cut off by the sound of a pop, balloons vertically surrounding ranger's already popped balloon start to burst in quick succession after, loud sounds, soft ones, and another that deflates like a whistle by some unknown circumstance even though nothing hit it directly. looking at the table, he sees the dart cup, and a piece of paper with works written that explains the rules. if they happen to pop an entire line, then they win a prize, and when komaeda looks up at the balloon board, and then over to ranger to look at their kaomoji expression. )

Hm! We won!

[ It's another one that clearly wasn't made from him. It's too messy for that, too simplistic. But he likes it. It's switched out in a second, as his cards always are, back to the open-mouthed grin. He blinks a few times. Ranger's pretty sure that's not normally how it works.

He glances at the rules, then back to Komaeda. ]

Ahaha, I'm pretty sure I failed here! [ Maybe he should have paid more attention. How a person aimed, how their throws were... Butu that data was hard to immediately collect. But it seems that he had been trying. ] You did a good job, though~

[ The fact that it was, by all accounts, luck doesn't seem to particularly matter to him. ]

...? That was all you, Ranger-kun. Think if you had shot anywhere else, we wouldn't have gotten the same outcome.

( no, it would have went horizontal at best, but even managing to get a vertical line is better, because they're still connected, and if his dart went have went under ranger's, that wouldn't have connected to his balloon at all. )

That was something we did together for the first time... you should cherish it!

( he smiles wide, excited about it as he picks up another dart to hand to ranger. he's not sure how many complete lines they need, but they're well on their way to a prize soon, right? )

Again? ( but this time, he won't throw after him. )

Hmmm, really? Ahaha, I guess I'll take it then!

[ Ranger thinks that he should be happy here. If he were human, he would be. He's sure that something like this would make him smile. But he's not. But he's not displeased, either. He can look at it and think that he wants to do more with this person. He settles for that. What card should he use here? Hm... Maybe he would need to make a new one.

His voice is softer than usual as he reaches out to take the dart with a nod. ]

... Yeah. I will. [ Then, in his usual tone: ] Hmm, well, if I'm gonna be making memories with somebody else, that means that Safalin can't have her spot back then, huh? Ahahaha, I bet she'd cry if I told her that!

[ He's probably joking. Maybe. ]

Ah, don't worry, Safalin-san can just kill me dead if she wants it back, but... all three of us couldn't be empty if that happened.

( everything ranger brings her up, komaeda gets the feeling she's an emotional person — sensitive to changes, and must enjoy ranger that much if the chance of her being replaced was on the line. )

I'm excited to have people who understand their place in the world as stepping stones, she'd make a fine addition!

( when he reaches out to grab himself a dart, he realized that ranger has the last one, and if they want to keep this up, he'll have to retrieve the darts from the board himself. he'll do that after ranger throws the next one, so komaeda points at a balloon in a corner, a bright red, and beside it a dull green that depicts christmas if they single the two out. )

What about both?

Huuuuh? You're the only one who thinks that, ahahaha! But don't worry, unlike her, I look out for my partners, 'cause you bastards are too damn fragile.

[ He says in the light way that he does everything else, but he's serious. Ranger could be fixed any number of times, so long as no essential parts were damaged. Humans were so much more difficult to fix, and even if one did, it was nearly impossible to put them back the way that they were.

He hums as he looks at the pair of balloons in the corner. He tilts his head as he looks. He needs less than a second to consider, but he likes to pretend to deliberate. He prefers the way that people always seem to carefully deliberate little things like this, and he likes to pretend that he can do so as well. ]

Both, huh...? Sure, just for you!

[ The confident profile is raised for the last few words and then replaced once more. Ranger shifts his position slightly before tossing the dart. It's a quick and easy motion, angled in precisely the right way to pop both before sticking into the board. If he were human, it could be called impressive. As it is, it's not, but he looks back to Komaeda for approval all the same. Compared to his usual nonchalant approach to tasks, he seems unusually invested. ]

Edited 2021-11-10 18:29 (UTC)

Now, now... looking after trash like me is the last thing you have to do.

( both hands lift up, one with a soft whirr upon each and every move, and the other silent unless he pops a bone in his wrist. sheepishly, he laughs with a shake of his head — he easily bruises, he's prone to getting into life or death situations, and his breathing has always been difficult; wheezing soon after. it's no lie, he is fragile, everything about him is complicated, but not everything about him can break — though, he should be handled with care.

his hands drop down slightly as he finally notices ranger about to take aim, and it's when the dart goes through the air, smacking the board with a double pop that confirms the other's flawless hit. his hands smack together, not the normal sound two organic hands would make when smacks together, but flesh and metal — he's not surprised, but it's the fact that ranger looks at him expectant that he fills the role immediately. )

You managed only two, and didn't go for more than that! You don't overcompensate at all.

( he walks closer to the booth, and he places his hands on the surface to pull himself up, and then over so he's on the opposite side. the person who runs this booth isn't here after all, so maybe that's what makes this lucky. it takes one, then two steps until he finds something under his foot, slipping and falling backwards — the back of his head hitting against the table with a loud thump. he goes tumbling down, body colliding with the floor, and the darts on the board shake before falling down onto the ground, hopefully none punctured him. )

[ Hmm... Should he have? Maybe that would have been better. He ponders that for a few moments before watching a scene straight out of a slapstick cartoon or sitcom occur. Ranger wonders briefly if he would survive like in those cartoons, or if it would just kill him. The latter seemed more acceptable to the universe at large, considering that the guy seemed like he might break apart if Ranger were just to touch him.

Ranger follows Komaeda's lead, pulling himself over the edge of the booth. He glances at the darts that are now littered about glancing to Komaeda, checking to see if he was bleeding out from a cracked skull or some misguided dart. That would be unfortunate, though, since he was enjoying spending time with him, though he can preform first aid well enough as needed. He's switched from the cards to the colorful ice cream cone. ]

You need somebody to look after you, bastard. [ He crouches down next to him, lowering the card a little as he leans over for a better look. ] Besides, I do what I want. Still conscious?

( the pain at the back of his head hurts, and he can feel the area throb in and out, a pulsating sensation that doesn't bother him, but he knows that it's there. even when his eyes slowly flutter open, he didn't imagine ranger to be so close to him, crouched down looking him over to see if he's alive. he didn't hear much of what he said, but he had heard something about "want", and he has something in his hand that he's holding tightly onto.

he holds his hand out in a motion that requests for ranger to hold out his own, and whenever he decides to do so, komaeda will drop this in his palm. it's a little scuffed because of him tripping over it, but the entire item doesn't have a scratch, the cork is still wedged in perfectly, and the inside is filled with a green dust and little bits of star pieces — a happy little bottle almost filled to the brim, but ranger can shake it to watch everything mix together if he wants. )

...Ow, ow.

( he lifts up, and his other hand raises to the back of his head rubbing gently to lessen the pain. )

...You won.

11/08 - 11/13 Cultural Festival

OOC

im crying rangerrr is so cute its ok he can have everything at this booth

good bless u he deserves it

soon he plays mash to find out if he lives in a mansion

lmfaooo stop i can't

you started this I'm tearing up

i'm making it worse too i love youuuuuuuu

me rereading your tag to find the cute detail and i gasped... *makes this ugly*

um excuse you i was promised cute things

it is cute things depending on which route ranger wants (which he cant decide on)

nooo he'll just somehow manage to pick the wrong anyway tho.

komaedas good luck will change this don't worry about it

okay good i'll believe in him and his luck then

checking you off on the box that says komaeda's luck can do what it needs to do

it's like a double rainbow when he gets lucky enough that his luck does what it needs to

if it does what it needs to do in a positive manner where they can all be happy then it can double!!

yes that's exactly it!!!

so first ranger needs to stab him

*puts in regain request for the traditional yttd stabbing knife* he doesn't rly want to tho

the preemptive stab for sara's sake that's all it is

she couldn't shoot him so he'll stab him. but like it'll be a stab with love though.

when he gets stabbed and he bleeds to death ugh bleeding heart symbolism, for you ranger

he has to do it literally because he can't metaphorically like symbolism. true love right there.

please take him to the nurses office afterwards i think he deserves that

he does, i'm thinking about taking him there right now

ranger sitting by komaedas bed like i stabbed him

me rereading your tag to find the cute detail and i gasped... makes this ugly

puts in regain request for the traditional yttd stabbing knife he doesn't rly want to tho