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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.
OOC
✽ 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.
and now we handwave i guess
oh, she had no idea. her poor, tired noah. no wonder... after a moment, while he sits there, nene leans forward, fingers in his hair as she kisses the top of his head. it can't do anything- it doesn't make the pain go away, it doesn't undo everything he's had to live through. but it's a promise- she will be there from now on. and then nene gets to work. )
no DIY stitches this time
His eye stings. At least it's covered now.]
...do you think Clamor will be upset with me?
[Noah vaguely motions to the tallies on his wrist. There aren't new ones, not yet. That comes in two weeks, and he knows that.]
no subject
not with you
for you
it might not sound like it but sometimes worry and fear sound like anger
( nene keeps her phone out, but holds out her hand for him to take. he needs to get new clothes, maybe shower because she only cleaned the wounds before dressing them, nevermind everything else- but then rest. there's no way she'll let him out of her arms unless it is for that shower, actually- )
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...three people.
[He scrubs at his bangs, black-tipped to remind him of how far he's come from studying the spells of a long-dead man who didn't even bother to teach him anything until after deciding that Natsume may be the better apprentice for celestial magic. Despite everything this day has become, the pangs of jealousy don't subside.
After all, Natsume wasn't at the practicum. Natsume didn't have to kill three people. Natsume is the better student anyhow, everything Clamor can shaft his hopes and dreams on and leave Noah standing there alone again—]
I had to... I had to kill three people. That's... why he'll be mad.
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she can't risk it again.
nene squeezes noah's hand in her own, ignoring how her lip quivers- but she can't quite ignore the ache in her chest. )
because you had to
not mad at you but at the school
he loves you noah
( she picks up a clean towel from the rack and drapes it on his head, gently working it through wet hair without agitating anything. only then, standing before him, does she give him a pleading look, brows furrowed, eyes a little watery. )
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[That comes across pricklier than he'd intended. He doesn't mean to snap at Nene, he never means to snap at anyone, and it's slipped out before he can stop it.]
Does someone who doesn't tell you what's on his mind ever love you? Does someone who refuses to talk to you about the littlest things love you? Is that what people call love now? Was I wrong this entire time?
[As if Noah himself can talk, keeping to himself as he does, similarly acting as Clamor does without realising it — pushing off problems until they're too big to ignore and blowing up and breaking down. The narrative Noah has in his head is just that, his own hypocritical view of the world coloured red by anger.
Somehow, he gets a grip, and he manages to at least look apologetic.]
...sorry. It's not your fault. Thanks for... thanks.
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do you tell him everything?
do you tell me everything?
just because he's being stupid doesn't mean that love isnt' there
uhh suicidal ideation cw
[He has to take a moment. To pause, to breathe deep, to just sit there and think even though doing it hurts in more ways than one. He wants to shut down (and little does he know that by tomorrow he'll be completely dead to the world), wants to just go to bed and sleep off all his problems and maybe he won't wake up this time.
But that's not how it works, and Noah runs a hand through the back of his hair and grits his teeth and shuffles about the bathroom like he's thinking he might leave, might not leave. Back and forth, pacing, he doesn't know what to say.]
I tried to, [is what he manages when his footsteps still and he remembers that he's still injured and suddenly that wound in his side really fucking hurts,] but... he didn't... he didn't want to hear it, I don't know — it's been months.
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he wasn't ready and you respected it
but it's been months like youve said
it might be time to rip the bandaid off. but its not because he doesnt love you
hes hurting too
( he kinda died, after all, and now he's trapped in a weapon.
gently, she reaches over and holds his arm. )
but you're injured. i think you should rest a bit
okay?
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[To both things, really, but more clearly the latter — Noah just sort of shuts down and doesn't bother to continue their earlier conversation. Why would he? There's nothing left to say about that; he'd just be wasting his breath.]
I need to find different clothes to wear first. [To his room he goes, he supposes, throwing a look over his shoulder at Nene to see if she'll follow him.]
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