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🎉 if i celebrate, i want to offer my heartfelt and honest congratulations
Who: Norton Campbell, Nagito Komaeda, and open to anyone who'd be willing to offer Komaeda birthday wishes of their own volition
When: April 28, after class
What: 3rd floor, music room
When: April 28, after class
What: 3rd floor, music room
Arriving
( so, it's like this: nobody likes komaeda.
well, it seems that way a lot of the time, from what norton's observing, and the unfortunate fact of the matter? no matter how absolutely off-his-rocker insane he's been acting, he... well, real or not, he didn't seem to be a bad guy in those memories norton has of him. try as he might, he can't simply act as though they don't exist either. so instead, with a sigh of defeat and an important date that he'd learned in those strange memories in mind, he'll go about collecting those who seem to be... more tolerant (even if that's a generous way to express it) of komaeda lately.
he's already arranged for the most reliable chef he's yet to meet in this school to help by preparing a birthday cake, (and learned quite a bit in the process, actually,) and he's let the others know where they should gather. so, when norton decides it's about time to drag komaeda to the survival club's meeting room for some kind of survival club-related excuse of a reason, there should hopefully already be at least a couple of people there and waiting for them—including one boy holding a white cat who may or may not look a little out of his element.
his voice is soft, but as the cake and the small collection of people he's managed to gather come into view, norton offers a smile. )
Happy birthday.
01.) ♡
( so... how will you greet the birthday boy? tag-ins will be assumed to be for komaeda, unless otherwise indicated! )
O_o
( she could argue about this forever, but, well. she doesn't get to say anything else before she tries to slam the cake into his face — and he promptly falls backwards, making her trip over her own feet and the momentum, falling right after him. now... she's very nimble; it's a gift of being trained by the egg world, agility that's stuck with her despite leaving it, and she could probably roll away last second, but...
she's petty, and she takes chances where she sees them, so. she twists her legs last second, bending a knee to try and fall right onto his crotch and prevent him from spreading his cursed seed in the future...
whether she succeeds or not, though, matter of fact is: she falls. and the rat falls behind her, with a thud so loud it makes her jump, as she turns around and looks at it with wide eyes. )
What the hell? It's so huge!! ( this is screamed out as she's basically sitting on komaeda's hips, by the way. not that anyone would think he's huge, or something... especially with that huge unit right next to them. )
o_O_____O^___^ EVIL AGAIN
instead, fat rat bastard is here to play. rika's shrieking also scares him, and he hops in her direction rather quickly like he's been alarmed of her presence. he looks her over, making small, clicking noises with it's front teeth before it waddles fast over to her tray, nipping at her cake before spitting it out displeased. fuled by hunger, it bites down on her glass plate, breaking of a piece before chewing the sharp pieces — it cuts at the inside of it's jaws, looking towards rika as blood tricking from between the teeth.
"grrrrrrrrratatata," it growls or is attempting to growl, but know... someone fucked around, and now they're about to find out.
thump, thump, thump as it proceeds to skitter towards them...! )
BONK !
so she jerks back, with horror on her face, because now that logical thought settles back in, she doesn't actually want to be responsible for someone losing their weener-neener. what if there's blood? oh god... what has she done... but, well, she doesn't get to ponder this for long, either, or even ask komaeda if he's okay (though judging by the way he's rolling to his side and squirming, he's Not.) she'd check on him out of the kindness of her heart, but the fat rat bastard is now crunching the plate, and... um? )
H-hey, do something!! It's getting closer!! ( she whines, tugging komaeda by his shirt to prop him back up and, if need be, use him as a meatshield against the... monster that fell from the sky.
truly the mark of an apocalypse... )
Th... this can't be normal!! ( RATS THIS BIG SHOULD NOT EXIST?! )
[ a slow nod]
this is the prophesized rat of lore or something, and even as it growls at them with disdain, komaeda looks at it's large size, then back to rika. it could have killed her had it landed properly, but there was some luck here at play, so she should cherish that while it lasts. )
Maybe it wants to play.
( or it wants to eat, they could be on the menu actually, but to prevent that, perhaps rika can do the impossible... and reach out to grab a shard of plate. that's what komaeda's pointing to anyway, and given the fact she's closer to it than him, it should actually be easier for her to do this. ) Toss it, quick! ( anywhere in the room aside from where they are. because the longer they stay right here and wait, the quicker the rat seems to grow in power. his little rat claw feet singing into the floor, leaving behind little scratches.
okhrrrrhomarrr grrroomer shoomrrrrr!!!!
another unique growl, yeah, do something about this rika. )