DECEMBER EVENT/TDM
bulletin board updates
✽ There are several new points of interest at the bulletin board this month, most prominently a wooden box with the slit on the top just large enough to drop a sheet of paper inside. Above is an explanation of Secret Santa and a form to fill out for those interested in participating to write down their name, homeroom, and locker number. Sign-ups close on 12/5, and following assignments, gifts may be given in person or through one of the student council members if anonymous gifting is preferred (contact the mod to hire a stuco elf).
✽ Right next to this box is a poster with a large orange giraffe painted on it. The contents of the poster has nothing to do with giraffes, but rather, is an advertisement for student store commissions featuring quality work with quick turnarounds and a special discount for the month of December if you buy five or more commissions, or bring the shopkeep a warm drink and maybe a snack while they're working.
✽ To the side of the class roster and current ranks is a digital countdown, and scrawled on the bulletin board itself is the message "You're almost there! You can do it! One more push!" but it's unclear whether this message refers to the countdown to the new year, or to the long glass tube situated along the edge of the bulletin board next to it. Maybe both. The tube looks similar to a graduated cylinder, holding a total volume of 5000 ml and currently containing 4850 ml of dark red (presumably) blood, hot to the touch. It can not be broken or removed. The mod will be in contact if any character action this month causes the volume to change.
✽ A neatly typed notice, half buried under all the other announcements, contains a reminder that tuition will be due soon for those students continuing to study at Yogen. If tuition is not paid in full by the end of February, "compensation" will be taken instead.
✽ And finally, there is a notice from the student council that proof of club activity is once again due for submission to the student council by 12/24, otherwise the club will be dissolved and resources taken back. Please submit activity proof to the toplevel below.
✽ Right next to this box is a poster with a large orange giraffe painted on it. The contents of the poster has nothing to do with giraffes, but rather, is an advertisement for student store commissions featuring quality work with quick turnarounds and a special discount for the month of December if you buy five or more commissions, or bring the shopkeep a warm drink and maybe a snack while they're working.
✽ To the side of the class roster and current ranks is a digital countdown, and scrawled on the bulletin board itself is the message "You're almost there! You can do it! One more push!" but it's unclear whether this message refers to the countdown to the new year, or to the long glass tube situated along the edge of the bulletin board next to it. Maybe both. The tube looks similar to a graduated cylinder, holding a total volume of 5000 ml and currently containing 4850 ml of dark red (presumably) blood, hot to the touch. It can not be broken or removed. The mod will be in contact if any character action this month causes the volume to change.
✽ A neatly typed notice, half buried under all the other announcements, contains a reminder that tuition will be due soon for those students continuing to study at Yogen. If tuition is not paid in full by the end of February, "compensation" will be taken instead.
✽ And finally, there is a notice from the student council that proof of club activity is once again due for submission to the student council by 12/24, otherwise the club will be dissolved and resources taken back. Please submit activity proof to the toplevel below.
12/20 - 12/24 finals week
✽ The week before winter break is finals, with many students cramming as many math formulas and foreign country leaders into their heads as possible without it all spilling over, while other students have decided to chance the practicum instead. Those who have signed up for the practicum are asked to meet inside the auditorium after homeroom at the start of the day while test takers begin their written exams. Students are allowed to change their minds on which to take, up until the end of homeroom on Monday, after the bell rings and the doors close.
✽ For the test takers, finals last for five days, from 8AM until noon each day, after which students are allowed to go home, or have lunch and continue studying in their homerooms or in the library. At the end of finals on Friday, students are asked to remain in their homerooms over lunch break while their exams finish being graded, after which homeroom teachers will return and ask certain students to go with them to the faculty office. These are the failing students. Which the homeroom teachers themselves have the pleasure of executing for their failures. All other students are dismissed and wished a happy winter break.
✽ For those opting for the practicum, finals last for two days, from 8AM until noon on Monday and Tuesday. All students from all grades meet in the auditorium the first day and are told the very simple rules for this semester's practicum: in order to raise your failing grade, all you have to do is kill another student, upon which you take their points for yourself. At the start of both days, students first gather in the auditorium for a headcount and then are given a half hour no-killing grace period during which they are allowed to scatter and find the best sniping/ambushing/hiding spots. The hunt is limited to four hours each day and kills must be done on campus; any kills done outside of these parameters are just for fun and do not count towards their final grade. Points are given for kills involving students in the same grade level of different homerooms (e.g. third years only benefit from killing other third years) and points are revoked for kills involving other grade levels or test takers not participating in the practicum. They studied hard, leave them alone. Most students need only one or two kills to pass, but multiple kills stack and earn them extra credit that will carry over to the next semester. Students who end the second day with a still failing grade will be called to the faculty office. ... All remaining students are dismissed and wished a happy (early!) winter break.
✽ A winter storm starts to whip up around noon on the 24th, raging through the night before settling down come morning, blanketing the entire campus with several feet of snow.
✽ For the test takers, finals last for five days, from 8AM until noon each day, after which students are allowed to go home, or have lunch and continue studying in their homerooms or in the library. At the end of finals on Friday, students are asked to remain in their homerooms over lunch break while their exams finish being graded, after which homeroom teachers will return and ask certain students to go with them to the faculty office. These are the failing students. Which the homeroom teachers themselves have the pleasure of executing for their failures. All other students are dismissed and wished a happy winter break.
✽ For those opting for the practicum, finals last for two days, from 8AM until noon on Monday and Tuesday. All students from all grades meet in the auditorium the first day and are told the very simple rules for this semester's practicum: in order to raise your failing grade, all you have to do is kill another student, upon which you take their points for yourself. At the start of both days, students first gather in the auditorium for a headcount and then are given a half hour no-killing grace period during which they are allowed to scatter and find the best sniping/ambushing/hiding spots. The hunt is limited to four hours each day and kills must be done on campus; any kills done outside of these parameters are just for fun and do not count towards their final grade. Points are given for kills involving students in the same grade level of different homerooms (e.g. third years only benefit from killing other third years) and points are revoked for kills involving other grade levels or test takers not participating in the practicum. They studied hard, leave them alone. Most students need only one or two kills to pass, but multiple kills stack and earn them extra credit that will carry over to the next semester. Students who end the second day with a still failing grade will be called to the faculty office. ... All remaining students are dismissed and wished a happy (early!) winter break.
✽ A winter storm starts to whip up around noon on the 24th, raging through the night before settling down come morning, blanketing the entire campus with several feet of snow.
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✽ PC faculty still have finals: they will either take written exams excluding that of their own subject, or they can take the practicum. Players with faculty characters are asked to reply to the toplevel below to indicate the number of failed students per class, but characters do NOT have to ICly be responsible for killing failed students. Unless they're cool with that, and if so, please let me know.
✽ This is a reminder that for any character that murders (again, please let me know), they will experience the same pain the following night and lose powers/abilities for one week. Two weeks after the murder, +1 tally and +100 merit points will be awarded for each kill.
✽ 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 all floors, including the locker area but not the rooftop. Please mind the void, murderers.
✽ This is a reminder that for any character that murders (again, please let me know), they will experience the same pain the following night and lose powers/abilities for one week. Two weeks after the murder, +1 tally and +100 merit points will be awarded for each kill.
✽ 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 all floors, including the locker area but not the rooftop. Please mind the void, murderers.
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b. bulletin board
c. wildcard
[ Choose your own adventure, or hit me up at
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( the one horror thriller where various people were kidnap for a torture game, or a second chance at life, but specifically he's interested in the vial — is there somewhere to offer their bodies to give extra blood, a mechanic like that which komaeda seems to be searching for as he walks up to his partner just as interested in the idea of it. where rio feels as if filling it would be bad, komaeda would take the risk to see what happens once it's complete. )
I don't see anything...
( he touches the bulletin board, looking through any of the slips of paper posted on it to see if they give advice on how to handle this. it seems like nothing to him, but he gives extra attention as his lips purse into a straight line to look it over. he lifts one hand, tapping his fingers against it to check the durability, and he takes a step back afterward as he cups his chin in thought. how can he offer his blood if there's no way to give it, he's a little disheartened by that, but it's easy to tell that something about this saddens him. )
We have enough time to give your blood, or maybe my blood. Hm, I wonder what it represents.
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Donating blood? Rio looks to his partner. ]
If you wanna donate blood, get it from somebody else. I don't have any, and you're still using yours.
[ Which is to say, he does not need his partner bleeding out. That said, he seems otherwise fine with the suggestion. It seems like a bad idea to finish filling it up, but then it's possible that it's exactly the opposite and literal blood sacrifices were necessary to appease this place. That, too, was a common story in these situations. So, he's fine with whichever. That said, as noted there's no convenient place to bring another bucket of blood to drop in there. ]
Hm, maybe it's based off of how many dead bodies they got around here? Should be able to confirm that one soon enough.
[ He'd heard vague rumors about the upcoming tests. It seems pretty dangerous to fail, but that's not his problem. Either way, with the amount of idiots here that would probably solve the problem if it was just a need for more death. He wonders if that's really it, though - if it were him, he might give that suggestion for the sake of deflecting from the real answer. ]
... If it were you, why would you put this stuff here? We've got a timer, a bucket of blood, and a cryptic note.
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Blood is a luxury here, the science club are the people who turn it into paint for the art club, and...
( he lifts a hand, raising it to his chin as he tries to think over what would he do with this if it was him. it has to be about graduation or getting past the exams, or it could be talking about the final push of how much they need to give. )
It can be used to rush, never know what they could do in a panic.
( but why is it hot, blood that boils, is it about anger? the symbolism that comes from that? he takes a step back as he continues to stare at his hand, and then up at the chamber of red, before he glances back to his partner. there's a sudden epiphany that he gains, a small "ah" as he looks to his partner. )
I want us to check one thing, but I don't believe spilling my blood here would prove successful. Considering the void has ate up most of this school... ( he strokes his chin, and then his arms drop down next to his sides. ) It may not having anything to do with the trips to that place, but... we could always try and see. What do you think?
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What is the meaning of this racket?! Many students are currently trying to study or rest at this time! I cannot tolerate such a commotion here in these halls!
[He blinks. What... is that guy sitting on...]
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Sheeeeesh, you're being way louder than I am. You gotta shout like that? I've already got a headache.
[ Said as though he wasn't just scraping and banging like he was doing construction out here. ]
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I'm sure that's not correct! I am being unnecessarily loud. I am just being spirited, as is appropriate when scolding a fellow student! Now, can I have some explanation? What is that doing there? A-and why does it appear to be a coffin?!
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[ hello, ranger. william's been lurking for a while now, watching ranger fiddle with the tube half(?) filled with blood, and although he doesn't exactly mean to sneak up on ranger, it's not like he's making his presence known until he actually speaks.
he's not really a fan of the implications of it being filled up. ]
Or something to do with finals week?
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He hums thoughtfully, taking his hand back. ]
You think so? Hm, if it's related to finals, maybe it'll start filling up the closer we get.
[ But then, why the timer? Was it a red herring? It was a mystery to be solved, so he's sure the hints are all here somewhere. ]
Have you tried touching it yet? It's pretty warm for a stagnant liquid.
wildcard — amami, ranger
I never got the chance to properly introduce you to someone, so this should be a good time as any.
( komaeda coordinates with amami enough, but his coordination now has two sides, and he can't lie that ranger's smart enough to know the things he's up to, and there's no reason in keeping it a secret; ranger goes along with it anyway which is easier for komaeda. )
As an Ultimate, I wouldn't introduce you to someone that would waste your time. ( that might be a lot coming from komaeda considering he's gated so many people from talking to them — remember when he told various people they needed permission, or to back off because ultimates belong to him specifically? hm. anyway, he doesn't allow amami to linger on that because komaeda's tossing the jar of candy for the other to catch, and with his hands now free, he's going to pull out his pda. )
If you offer that, things may go smoothly... but you didn't get it from me.
( he laughs softly, he understands ranger's visual taste — stars, cute things, and that might work in their f(l)avor; if they're lucky that is. hopefully amami has caught it, because komaeda is tapping on his pda — )
@r.ranger
svefg sybbe, iraqvat znpuvarf.
pbzr nybar.
(っ˘▽˘)(˘▽˘)˘▽˘ς)
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Candies?
( they like sweets? he's not a fan of taking credit for komaeda's, but considering the circumstances, he can let it slide this time. it's konpeito. how much could it have cost, really? )
Got it. Anyway, you don't have to worry about my time either. We're friends. I can always spare some for you.
( which kind of says something, considering how packed amami has set his schedule to be, but that's an aside. curious about who he might be being introduced to, he'll pocket the konpeito and wander his way over to komaeda, and careful not to touch, try to peek over his shoulder at his pda. ah, the nonsense typing again. maybe amami should start learning whatever this is supposed to be if it's going to be making frequent appearances. but does he have the time for that... )
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(・・ ) ?
V'yy or gurer va nobhg svir zvahgrf. /(・ × ・)\
[ He says about, but his timing is as precise as ever, and it's within seconds of the five minute mark that he's standing by the vending machine. Based on what he can infer from the text messages, Ranger's not sure why this matter is being treated like a sketchy back alley trade (and who was he going to bring with him anyway?) That had almost enough to make him want to pretend not to see it. Still, he's as willing as ever to humor his partner, and so he had set his current project aside in favor of seeing what was in store for him today. It shouldn't be boring.
He can see them there, but it would be rude to interrupt. Ranger opts to rap his knuckles on the side of the vending machine a few times as though he were knocking on a door. In his opposite hand he's holding an expression card that covers the lower half of his face. There's a cartoonish open-mouthed grin drawn on it. ]
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Eventually, though, he decides to skip on over towards Ranger, a little too peppy -- and he catches the tail end of what Ranger mutters to himself. ]
Is it? You tell me, Ranger-sama!
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What else was there? Blood, death, passion, love... There were many things that the color red could be associated with, and the liquid doesn't necessarily have to be blood. He hums thoughtfully. ]
I'm trying, but I ain't got me much to work with here. I hope it's not something stupid like spilling the blood of innocents or whatever.
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He glances at the tube and taps his finger on his chin. ]
Has Yogen always been this vague 'bout everything? I mean, if they really want us to fill the thing... There's no direction, y'know? Especially for newbies like me. Not that I'm interested in spilling the blood of innocents or something dumb like that.
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Who is that for...?
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Hm? Oh, well, I mean, I guess it's mine, but it's just decorative.
[ Sort of. It's meant to burn things (mostly people) to ashes, but he's keeping that bit to himself since he's pretty sure somebody will try to use it for something stupid. Either way, this person isn't immediately being loud about it, so he's willing to be a little more helpful here. ]
Just a retirement gift from my old employers, s'all.
[ He kicks the side lightly, not seeming terribly concerned. ]
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A decorative coffin...
Maybe he worked in one of those cryptic Spirit Halloween stores at some point. ]
It does go with the décor... [ they can admit that much, throwing a glance around to the bleeding paintings on the walls, covered up as they might be, but it's still...
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Can I see inside?
the way dreamwidth ate this notif on me
eats dw
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( ...Hi. Natsume's not an infrequent visitor to the bulletin board, though today's travel to it is specifically for the cylinder of blood. If there's two of them here looking at it, it's somehow less weird than just one of them doing it on their own.
Anyway. Natsume continues, pronunciation stressing at the end of some of his words. It's weird but very few people ask about it, so don't mind. )
Going by the countDOWN, it is to the end of the YEAR... but whether that's just until the year's end proper or something less innocuous is anyone's GUESS. ( ...Well, no. He can think of someone who might know something about this—maybe a few more than that, but whether or not they'll say anything is completely up in the air.
He's not going to ask one of them, anyway, and he has more pressing concerns this month. ) Any thoughts on...
( ...............
He looks at the blood(?). )
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Well, it must be on display for some reason. It's pretty warm too. You think it's actually blood?
[ He tilts his head this way and that, as though that were enough to discern what it was. ]
That'd be one Hell of a sample. You'd have to squeeze all the blood out of a person to collect that much.
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( or it could be less voluntary. all of the people who've died...
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But that's conjecture, so he shrugs. )
Not that I could tell you the reason why they or anyone else would do this, THOUGH.
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[Satou had also taken interest in the strange display. It looked like it was filling with blood and that the goal was for it reach the top. Or maybe it was the opposite, and they were trying to prevent it from being filled?
Either way, she's been taking a few minutes to inspect it every time that she passes. Not wanting to make her interest obvious, but knowing not to ignore any new details in her surroundings either.
... Regardless! Seeing as this is her first time seeing Ranger that day, Satou decides to add a cheery greeting;]
Good morning, by the way~ How are you feeling today, Ranger-san?
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[ He considers that idea, deciding to keep precise measurements. It would make sense if that were it, especially if they were meant to stop it. But the more he looks at cit, the more he wants to see what happens if it's filled up. It's the kind of morbid curiosity that leads a child to tears open their favorite teddy bear and rip the stuffing out just to see what's inside.
Not blood loss, not the void, no way to donate... Hmm. Maybe it didn't pertain to blood, then? Could it be related to the finals? Or maybe an important item...That hypothesis wasn't testable though. But he's sidetracked from his thoughts by the question. ]
Good morning, [ He offers in return. He doesn't quite get it, not when she was the sort who could make friends easily, but Satou seemed to like hanging out with him well enough. He doesn't mind her being around. ] Ah, aside from this I'm fine... You doing alright?
[ He's learning. ]
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quickly he lifts his hands, sighing softly as he turns a bit to warm up his hands, rubbing them together before turning around properly, and his eyes widen momentarily before returning back as he takes in the appearance of who happen to be cutting the corner into the commons. he's always a little astounded when he sees his partner in a close radius near him, it just very surreal to him still. )
Ah... you're right on time. I got pencil and paper, and I brought my PDA, too!
( this comes as no surprise, especially with the pencil he sets on the tip of his nose to balance until the other comes closer. it's study time. )
Hm... or should we have met in the Robotics Club?
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He settles in next to Komaeda, scooting a little closer as he does so. It's a habit that hadn't existed before, not even with Safalin, but he does so for Komaeda who seems to constantly be freezing and who is so tolerant of his touch. ]
Here is fine. It doesn't really matter.
[ ...
He pokes his cheek. ]
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me realizing like 20 tags in this is just after he gets his pos emotes thank god he's so the same
NOT 20 TAGS IN IM CRYING how his emotions were important for this tag... cute
noooooo too cute places hand to chest
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