Third Vote (OTA)

[gatetohell]

who: Joe and You!!!
what: Joe accidentally gets poisoned, only fun things happen :)
when: 2/4~ (Date’s flexible at this point as needed for investigation/event things)
where: Hallway, Nurse’s office, Bathroom, Dorm Common Room
warnings: YTTD Chp 1 spoilers, accidental drugging, hallucinations related to trauma & guilt (prompts will have more specific tags)

I. Morning

( Hallway / Nurse’s Office | CW’s: minor hallucinations (voices only) | Hallucination Level 0% - 20% )

[ It really starts like a normal day: wake up early for a jog, shower eat breakfast, then head to class to clean before the bell. It’s the routine he’s had even before he came to this Hell School, and he tries to maintain it even now. But he doesn’t realize something additional was accidentally added to his meal today.

One thing Joe isn’t used to is getting sick. He doesn’t think much of it at first, just feeling a little unwell and sweaty. But as the school day goes on, he starts to feel worse and worse within only a few hours of class. To the point where he asks to go to the nurse’s office finally with the help of their kind, new president.

When passing him in the hall, he’ll try to laugh it off, minimizing the situation as much as he can. ]

Everyone has an off day, r-right?

[ Joe will try to sleep it off in the Nurse’s office then for a few hours, but it’s anything but restful. He seems in pain even in sleep, his face drenched in sweat and panting loudly. Whatever he’s dreaming about, his face shows how much he clearly

His eyes snap open suddenly, and Joe gasps out loud as he wakes with a start. They dart around the room, trying to remember where he is, and after a moment, he calms down a little before he runs his hand down his face. Not any better health wise, but at least it was just a dream, right? ]

”Is that what you really think? When are you gonna accept what’s happening?”

[ Joe’s head snaps in the direction he swears he hears a voice room, wide eyed in shock. But… it’s just another transfer student in the nurse’s office for one reason or another. He blinks slowly and tries to find his own voice again. ]

Sorry… did you say somethin’...?

II. Midday

( Bathroom | CW’s: minor YTTD Chp 2 spoilers, Unreality, Blood/Hemophobia, Emetophobia (no puking), Body Horror/Uncanny face in linked image | Hallucination Level 60% )

[ Eventually Joe’s sent back to the dorms from the nurse’s office when it’s clear he needs some serious rest. He’s dragging, and it’s taking a ton of effort to get back to his room. It seems no matter how far he moves, the hallway keeps going and going. And going… and going… and going-

Joe blinks and suddenly the whole hallway is red. It’s swirling, and it’s such a bright red. The walls are closing in around him and it’s so red, so red-

He blinks again, and it’s back to normal. His breath is ragged again, and instead of trying to push himself down the hall again, Joe ducks into the bathroom rathly loudly from slamming the door open.

He thinks he’s going to be sick at first as his stomach churns but manages to stumble over to the sink. He turns on the cold water with shaking hands then splashes his face with it. It seems to snap out of it for a moment, but when he looks up at the mirror, it’s no longer his own reflection. A scream traps in his throat from how dry his mouth goes suddenly. ]

“Hey, Joe. Ya ain’t looking too good.”

[ Joe has to take another moment to find his voice again. ]

I-I know…

“Haven’t you had enough of this already? How long are ya going to keep pushin’?”

People… are depending on me…

“You’re kiddin’ right? Who the hell needs a worthless guy like you? Stop wasting everyone’s time and just stay dead this time, would ya?”

[ His eyes flick down to the running water over his hand. It’s a deep, dark red; no longer water but blood now. It runs over his hands, over the sink, onto the floor up his ankles. It’s so much. It’s everywhere. He’ll drown in it soon he thinks. ]

Aah… aaaah….

III. Evening

( Dorm Common Room | CW’s: Blood/Hemophobia, gore imagery, body horror description, violence, death mention | Hallucination Level 110% )

[ Somehow despite it all, Joe makes it back to his room. He tries very hard to sleep again, hoping when he’ll wake up it’ll be over. But it doesn’t. It gets worse.

The walls are red. The floor is red. The bed he lies in is covered in red. It soaks into his hair, clings to his skin, stains his clothing. And it smells of rust so badly it burns his nose. It’s an unbearable scene to the point where he forces himself back out of bed.

He stumbles out of his room, the blood trailing behind him. He doesn’t make it far however as he trips on his feet and falls over. Joe groans in pain, and it takes his remaining strength to turn himself over. His chest unsteadily rises and falls from his ragged breaths, and suddenly his chest starts to sharply hurt. He can’t stop a cry from escaping him when he touches his chest.

Blood pours from the open wound right over his heart, and he doesn’t know how to stop it. Joe doesn’t think it’s possible anymore. A miserable laugh bubbles out of him, and tears roll down his face. ]

“What’s so funny, Joe?”

[ Joe’s eyes widen in horror as a familiar face hovers over him. Long black hair spills around her smiling face, but it’s only within moments that Ryoko’s pretty face distorts. She’s covered in red from head to toe, and her eyes blacken into deep holes. Even her smile that he loved so much unsettles him now. ]

“Are you having that much fun, Joe? Making the most of your circumstances?” [ She leans in to whisper in his ear. ] “You replaced me so fast. You’re just awful.”

[ Joe chokes back a sob, trying to shake his head in response. ]

Th-that’s not it… it’s not like that-

”LIAR!”

[ Ryoko slams her foot down on Joe’s wound, and he cries out loudly in pain. He reaches to push it away but can’t actually bring himself to do it. Whether from the lack of strength… or maybe he thinks he deserves it. He’s not ever sure of himself anymore. ]

Ryoko… I’m sorry... I’m so sorry...

[ The hallucination laughs in response, shaking her head and digging her foot deeper in. To the point Joe can’t even breathe anymore. ]

“You think what you did is forgivable? Not just replacing me! You really thought you could come crawling back from that game, and it’d just be fine? What you tried to do, I’ll never forgive you for it! You aren’t worthy of being my boyfriend! You aren’t worthy of being Sara’s friend! Do us a favor and drop dead!”

[ Joe wheezes for air but can’t catch his breath. All the red in the room starts to turn black, and he recognizes this feeling. It’s the feeling of dying. It’s cold and painful, and Joe closes his eyes in hopes it’ll end soon. ]

S… orry…

IV. Wildcard

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Comments

wildcard, before the hallucinations dun dun dun...

[commences]

( komaeda's decided that making breakfast would do good for him, and he doesn't really eat much to begin with. he's lost his taste for most meals, but one can never go wrong with toast, eggs, and sausage as a starter meal.

there's something he wants to try, but apparently he doesn't have the perfect sizing cup for the job. having to measure the amount, he remembers he still has a small bottle that he keeps on him just for these occasions. pulling it out his pocket, he sets it in the cabinet with the rest of the measuring cups to get an idea of size. once he's found the one he wants, he teaches to grab it. there's a mug he takes down as well, setting it on the counter so once he's ready to pour a drink in, it'll be ready.

turning around, he starts to drop thyme, and a small dash of lemon juice into the cup, with a mix of few other things. a small dip with the bread shouldn't be so bad, right? wrong.

he hadn't noticed that the cups were leaned against each other like dominoes, and since they knock into one another... it hits the small bottle that komaeda had been using to measure. whether that's good luck or bad luck, it's undecided as it knocks over, and a small crack comes into the bottle, the substance leaking inside of the mug; it doesn't run on for long, fortunately.

unaware still, komaeda walks to the fridge to a fruits basked where he actually uses oranges by cutting them in half, and grinding the inside into a small bowl. with that done, he's ready to work on something else until he hears a few footsteps. )

Tazuna-kun! Good morning.

( with a smile, komaeda lifts the bowl to turn towards the mug, but his eyes on joe as he pours the liquid inside. )

Hungry?

[gatetohell]

[ Joe's walking in when he sees Komaeda hard at work, already impressed by everything he's doing. When he cooks for himself, it's very simple since he's not very good at it. ]

Hey, good morning! I'm always hungry, haha! [ He walks over to Komaeda, not trying to get in his way but looking to see what he's cooking. ] Do you need any help with this? No way this is all for you!

[ That may or may not be wise as far as cooking goes, but he can at least help with serving or other simple things. Even just washing dishes! ]

[commences]

( always hungry? he must have high metabolism, but it's true, all this food is not for komaeda, it's more of a... he wanted to do something nice before they go to disney soon. it's just a few days away, isn't it? )

Yep, having help would be nice... I didn't really get to do this much back home, so... I thought "why not?"

( as joe looks over the food that's been made, he'll see eggs — scrambled, boiled, and even sunny side up, bacon in various terms of being cooked, and there's one really crunchy black one because my mom likes the one's really burnt. there's all sorts of bread, even a jalapeno one that he has set to the side for someone else.

if he looks by his hand, he'll see a recipe for "nature's cereal", but only the bold and daring would indulge in that.

as komaeda takes a step to the side, there's a few glass cups that tilt from the cabinet he was in and forgot to shut, and a few bottles rain down — crashing onto the floor. shards of glass fly everywhere across the floor, and komaeda flinches during it with a sheepish look on his face. )

Ah... I forgot to close it.

( but the orange juice is safe, and had avoided being knocked over! )

[gatetohell]

[ Joe's kind of amazed at everything in front of him. It's... so much. So fancy. He's not sure where to even start, almost afraid he's going to ruin something so good and Komaeda's clear hardwork.

But he snaps out of it when he hears the loud crash, jumping a bit. ]

Woah, geez! Careful, don't touch that; I'll take care of it!

[ He hurries over to a nearby closet and pulls out the broom and dustpan. Joe carefully steps around the glass to set up the pan, and he's quick to start cleaning it up.

Now this is something he feels he's good at it at least. ]

You didn't get cut, right?

[commences]

( it is an accident, with some misfortune when he realizes what he's lost during that crash of glass. he shouldn't have tried to measure it, but it seems like he can't keep that cute little bottle either. seeing as joe is quick on the uptake with this, komaeda walks over to him to expose his right hand which is organic, but he'll also show his prosthetic one, too. he shows the palms, and then he shows the outside so he can check over komaeda with a few twists of his wrist. )

Mm... I'm fine, here, look.

( a small laugh comes in now, nodding his head as joe sweeps up the glass, )

Thank you, Tazuna-kun... I really am unlucky, I'm sorry you had to see that... ah, as payment, why don't you try a bite of everything first? Tell me how it is?

( he does mean it because he does feel bad being a burden, but he could also get a nice meal out of this too. komaeda reaches out for the cup of orange juice that he has, and he's setting it next to a plate just in case he agrees. )

[gatetohell]

[ Joe definitely give his hands a look over and nods when he seems okay. He doesn't want to linger on it and make Komaeda possibly feel worse. Accidents are accidents after all. ]

It's no problem, man. All that matters is you didn't get hurt.

[ But at his offer, Joe grins with a nod, and he picks up his pace to get the clean up done. Once it's all in the pan, he'll take the orange juice and plate for himself. ]

Thanks a bunch! Don't worry, I eat fast, ahaha, so I can help more after!

[commences]

No, no, take your time, you'll choke if you're not careful!

( that's him being considerate, but he's picking up a fork so that he can grab a few pieces of bacon to set on joe's plate. he doesn't know his taste, but he'll guess from what he has here which might tell him what type of person he's feeding. he picks up the bowl of eggs, scrambled, before grabbing a spoon so that he can pour a bit of it beside the bacon. )

You're pretty thoughtful, but there's no need to work yourself to death over me. Mmm... you've done a lot already, so having someone to talk to would be nice.

( he's not the best person people like to associate with, but it feels nice just having some idle chit-chat from time to time. speaking to ultimates mean he has to remind himself how useless he is to them, speaking to someone that dislikes him is watching them become constantly irritated when komaeda feels nothing. speaking with someone who lacks talent and is an idiot? he finds that easier to do because in a way, that means they're the same. )

What was your old school like before here? ( he'll grab a fresh piece of toast, but he'll start to butter it too. )

[gatetohell]

[ Sorry did you say to slow down? Cause Joe is scarfing his food down! But not just to rush through it; it's actually really, really good. He feels starved suddenly, but he does slow down a bit so Komaeda doesn't have to worry.

But that orange juice goes down easy.

When Komaeda asks his question, though, he'll swallow his bite and looks thoughtfully elsewhere. ]

My old school? I mean it wasn't anything special. [ He's grinning now. ] But my classmates? They were great! They made every day so much fun ahaha!

[commences]

Tazuna-kun...?

( the good luck is that komaeda's food was good, the bad luck, whatever the other just drunk will be his downfall. there's some concern as he wonders if he should walk over and pat his back to make sure he doesn't cough, but he downs it all easily without a struggle.

seeing that he's okay, komaeda walks over to the cabinet to see how many glasses fell, and to find the specific one that he's looking for. not seeing it, he wonders if it crashed onto the floor with everything else? no wonder his food came out nice, he lost a good amount of drugs that he could have used for something else. how unfortunate. )

How lucky...! One of my classmates is here, but... in a way we aren't classmates! He made my life a living hell. ( but!! don't repeat that, he says it with... kindness, and his own little smile. ) I do miss the memories of my old school.