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01 - ota!
Who: Ramuda Amemura & whoever
What: Newbie
When: End of November
Where: In Ranger's...coffin.... Also lockers and the art room
Warnings: Being stuck in a coffin?? Claustrophobia. Also may end up containing Hypnosis Mic spoilers so read at your own discretion!
arrival, the coffin (closed to rio ranger)
lockers
art room
anything else?
What: Newbie
When: End of November
Where: In Ranger's...coffin.... Also lockers and the art room
Warnings: Being stuck in a coffin?? Claustrophobia. Also may end up containing Hypnosis Mic spoilers so read at your own discretion!
arrival, the coffin (closed to rio ranger)
[ Ramuda wakes up.
...He thinks he wakes up, at least. He can feel himself blinking, but all he sees is darkness all around him. He moves to sit up, but his head bangs on something only a few inches above him. He lets out a little pained "tech" before he starts to move his hands upwards. That, too, is proving to be tricky, given how little space he has to work with.
He's trapped somewhere, and oh, he does not like this at all. The feeling of being possibly buried alive somewhere is his first instinctual thought. IT is frightening. But like he's always done, he won't give up on his survival, even if it's hard to breathe in here.
Ramuda is weakened from...events that had occurred before being brought here, but he bangs on whatever's encasing him on all sides and yells for help with all his remaining strength. There's only so much he can do, though.
It's up to Rio Ranger now to be his savior. ]
lockers
[ When he's finally freed from his own personal hell, Ramuda finally takes his chance to check his PDA. What an ancient device.
He is very tempted to trash the thing, but he wisely decides not to and instead opts to head to his locker. 198. Easy enough to remember. ... Except he hasn't exactly been to school before, and navigating these hallways is kind of confusing? But when he finally manages to get to Locker 198, he grins and puts his hands on the lock.
He turns the dial. Turns it again. And again.
... He's totally doing this incorrectly.
Ramuda squints at it and clicks his teeth in frustration. He looks pretty unhappy with this, but when he sees someone nearby, his expression will immediately shift to one that's a little more sheepish rather than one of annoyance. ]
Hi, hi~! I'm a total newbie here, wanna help me out? I'm having some trouble with my locker, see! I'd super appreciate it if you could show me how to do this!
art room
[ No red? No problem. Ramuda's not as fond of red as he is of yellow, and yellow is here!! That's all that matters!!
It's not like he's really doing anything with the yellow paint, though. Not this time, at least. He's using paper and pencil instead, and he's sketching something on one of the tables. It looks like he's drawing purely from scratch, but occasionally, he'll look up at something hanging up on the wall right across of him.
It's an extra set of the school uniform.
He's pretty focused on whatever he's drawing, but if anyone wants to peek, he won't stop them. It looks like he's redesigning the uniform, actually. ]
anything else?
[ Over atamplitude or PM for a custom prompt. Otherwise, OTA! ]
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[ It's totally fine, we don't know honorifics in this house. Ramuda grins and pulls out a lollipop from his locker, twirls it around a little between his thumb and index finger. ]
So, what kinds of things've you been up to? This place is pretty interesting, but pretty boring at the same time, y'know?
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[She seems rather cheerful as she says those words, completely unbothered and sounding pretty excited.]
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[ Ramuda you can't just ask for free food, hello???? ]
Did ya win the tug of war?
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[It's okay, she certainly doesn't mind.]
And of course I won. There's no way I would lose.
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[ She really is just that nice, huh? Or is there a catch to this... He'll find out later, he supposes. ]
Mm, I see! Should I be scared of you, too? ☆
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[She smiles, laughing as she puts her hands out, making grabbing gestures with her fingers.]
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[ He laughs once more before he starts browsing through the contents in his locker. Still, he'll keep the conversation going: ]
Hmm. Stuff like that doesn't actually happen though, does it?
[ Trying to sound as casual as possible, but... ]
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[She also speaks just as casually, even if things may be bothering her.]
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[ But he doesn't sound as...aggressively chipper as he was just a moment ago. ]
I hope not, either~ But zombies are totally fake, so maybe I was pulling your leg a little.
[ ...he wasn't. He starts idly sifting through his stuff again, even though he's given everything a good look already. ]
But Rika's super tough, right? So if one showed up, you could probably just give it a good punch or two~
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[Look. She's tiny and small, she'd probably lose most fights.]
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[ So. Relatable. ]
Well, not like that, anyway~
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[ Because, uh, he can't do that very well, so. ]
Ever heard of a rap battle before?
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[But with the way she speaks and her eyes glistening with keen interest--she seems to want to know more about it, for sure.]
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[ But...alas...he does not. ]
It's kinda like...writing a song almost, but you're not singing most of the time? It's sort of like talking along to a beat!
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