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November Event/tdm
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.
✽ 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.
✽ 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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Am accident?
[ seems fake but okay. He stares at Sara, considering. ]
... Hmmm. Well, as long as they're not giving you any trouble, I guess it's fine. Lemme know if you find out the creep's name though. Still wanna avoid 'em.
[ On that note... Joe's been here for awhile, so shifting the subject rather abruptly he asks - ]
How're you holding up? Sounds like this is just the latest installment in you taking on waaaaaay too much.
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[ There was very probable intent to harm it just turned out worse then anyone could have thought. ]
U-um? I'm fine? [ She is not fine. ] Ranger, you're flattering me. I don't have any responsibilities here.
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I calls 'em like I sees 'em.
[ Helpful as always. ]
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[ What does he think he's doing? That casual tone still gets on her nerves. Reminds her of...well nevermind. </small.] What do you think I'm taking up, then? This...isn't a weird way of asking for help, is it?
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[ He considers for a moment. Sara is different. Her actions in the game were different than all of the simulations suggested. That was, they suspected, a consequence of including Joe... That must be correct, seeing as the entire affair was so traumatic that she seems to have erased him from his memory. Or at least, that's what their first encounter and his interactions with her former best friend seem to have suggested.
It wasn't because she'd ever had that responsibility. It was because the game was designed for her to take it.
He's not really sure how to articulate that, though. So he focuses on the more obvious issue: ]
... D'ya think that teenagers usually run around solving mysteries and checkin' out crime scenes or something? None of what you're doing is normal, kiddo.
[ Even Ranger, with his limited knowledge and sheltered existence, knows that much. ]
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[ He was a teenager and that was all he did. But she knows she's being semantic here. Obviously it wasn't normal. Sara wasn't Ranger, she'd had a normal life before all this. A life totally devoid of dead bodies or cruel games.
She draws her knees up to her chest, resting her head on her arms and staring at Ranger. ]
What happened to being born to win, Ranger? Isn't this what I'm supposed to be?
[ Throwing his own fathers words back at him...pretty cruel of her. Becoming an abnormal teen like herself had made her realize she was capable of a lot more cruelty then the normal Sara Chidouin who went to school with Ryoko and Joe. ]
It's nice of you to be worried, but I'm good at taking responsibility now. Even if I wanted to...I couldn't just go back to the way things were.
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Born to win, huh... But then, Ranger was born to be a great masterpiece, wasn't he? And yet, they're both here, dead as it gets. They're both here, and Ranger himself has noticed an increasing amount of discrepancies since his arrival. ]
... Ahahaha, we were both born to be something we're not then, eh? Seeing as we're both dead and all.
[ He laughs, but it's the bitter and unpleasant sound of a person trying to swallow a particularly repulsive truth. If he were truly a masterwork, then he wouldn't have been disposed of. ]
But I guess you're right. No going back now. So, whatchya gonna do? Keep carrying everything 'til your back breaks? I'm not gonna try and stop you if that's what you wanna do. It's up to you.
[ But he's curious. After all, if he really thinks about it, then perhaps she's not that difficult to understand after all. In simulation after simulation, the same thing had happened over and over again. Sara had bent, and she had broken, and in the end hse had become exactly the same as them. Killing anyone, killing everyone, doing anything to preserve her own life.
Ah, no wonder they'd been so disappointed, when any one of them would have done that and more.
...
After several long seconds, in an uncharacteristically soft, yet serious voice, Ranger adds: ]
... But you know, you probably don't wanna wind up living that sorta life either.
[ Not the kind of life that follows once it's all bent and broken and there's nothing left but heartache and distrust and survival. ]
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[ She can't accept it. She doesn't remember it, she doesn't want it, so it still doesn't feel real. Just telling her to give up hasn't had any affect. Still, she can't deny that Ranger, Sou...so many others....they'd lost everything. But giving up on her life back home didn't feel possible. ]
Haha. What kind of life...do I want to lead? Why is it only in a school where I might be dead that I get to think about that?
[ Not a broken life, not as Asunaro's winner, but at the same time she can't become the girl from a year ago. ]
Do you know what life you want, Ranger? I don't want to give anything up...but I don't want to be a bad person either.
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What does he want? What kind of person does Rio Ranger want to be? It's something he's thought about since coming here, but even now, he doesn't have an adequate answer. He had nothing to go back to, he had nothing that he was expected to be, and so death meant precious little so long as he could continue to exist. But just existing didn't seem to be enough, either, so... What was there for him? He places his hand on his head, eyes rolling up briefly as he considers before his gaze drops back down to Sara. ]
Hm... I'm still deciding on that. But it's not the person that I am now.
[ She doesn't want to be a bad person, huh... Well, Sara wasn't like any of them, no more than Shin was. Even Komaeda was on a different level, and he was far closer to them than the former. That was, in the end, why he had been so deeply conflicted and deeply bitter in the end - to see a doll, just a replica of a still-living person, protected when no one had ever once looked at him as a person. To see that big lug, always so selfish, suddenly decide to protect a kid who meant nothing to him when the people he was closest to would have killed him in an instant.
He'd hated it, he couldn't stand it, that dichotomy that separated itself from the simulations run. Even now, his fingers ball up into a tight fist before he relaxes them once more. ]
Hmm... Well, you don't have to suffer just because other people do, you get me? I met a kid recently who was going around yelling about how she's gonna find a way to get back to life... Seems fine to me. If somebody like that succeeds, well, it's not like them staying dead would make me any more alive.
[ He shrugs. He's not going to deny the possibility, either, not when there was such limited information. It was a waste to just lay down and accept things - if humans did that, they would still be praying to the sun and making sacrifices for rain. ]
It's fine for you to wanna keep what you have. I'd be kinda pissed off if you went and squandered it.
[ That much is true, at least. More than anything, he can't stand people who would waste something as precious as their life - a life that allowed them everything. ]
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[ Sara see's his clenched fists, his shifting eyes, but she stays still, watching. She gets the sense what he's saying only reflects a small portion of what he's thinking and she drinks it in, trying to glean the slightest bit of meaning from his actions. ]
No. I think you're right, Ranger. I don't know who I want to be...but its not the person I am now.
[ It feels right, freeing. She almost wants to shout it. Ranger said it like a curse but to Sara it feels...if she has a goal, she could suceed. Even something as vague as not be the person I am now. ]
But we can both change...I know you can. You're very different from the person I met in the game already.
[ Person, not doll. Sara fiddles with her bang for a second, looking away. ]
And anyway...are you really dead? I saw a copy of you on the fourth floor. I don't know if that means a single thing...but if your telling me not to squander anything, keep a little hope for yourself?
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His chin dips as those words sink in, and he raises it quickly to transform it into a nod. ]
Yeah. I'm sure you can do better.
[ Those in ASUNARO were individuals who were trying to escape the past - by reliving it, by rewriting it, by erasing it, without ever managing. It seems to him that Sara had already erased a piece of her past, and perhaps that's what worries him. But she doesn't have to. ]
Ah, did you?
[ She might hear him mumble that bastard under his breath, though he's not particularly surprised to hear that he was playing games like that. Still, hm... ]
Well, dolls don't really die in the same way humans do. So as long as somebody was willing to salvage that, so I can't say it's impossible.
[ There were other issues, but - well, no need to get into all the semantics right now. ]
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[ Sorry your coworker is LIKE THIS. And she killed that copy of you. Not going to mention that atm this is a nice moment. They're going to become better people. ]
Oh right...I mean its kind of dilemma in sci fi?
[ Sara hadn't watched much, she liked historical drama's better, but the idea of souls was important. If you had one, if your copies had one. This school seemed like a kind of cruel answer, but Sara wondered if Ranger had ever...worried about that? It's hard to wrap her mind around what his life at Asunaro would have been like before the game. ]
Well, if I get back and I'm still in the game, I'll go find that chip of yours and see what I can do!
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More fortunately, the second half is more than enough to distract him. His mouth opens and closes, unseen behind the mask, and he's not quite sure how to answer that. Neither Sara nor Shin owe him anything; rather, the entire point was for them to act as a lightning rod so the participants could coordinate amongst themselves. The Majority Game was designed with specific rules to avoid randomness and other nonsense, but it was also intended to root out the weak - those who were dragging down that majority. If anyone, Safalin would have been a better choice for that pity, as for him... Well, he was just a doll.
... What sort of expression should he wear here? Ranger's not sure. It's been getting harder to decide lately. ]
... Ahaha... It might be hard to go that far, especially since making a new body would be a hassle...
[ ... But he's not ungrateful. He doesn't want to get his hopes up, and there's a myriad of reasons not to, but... ]
... Yeah, okay. In that case, I'll be counting on you, Sara.
[ His tone is a little softer than usual, uncharacteristically uncertain. ]</ small>