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adsum ([personal profile] adsum) wrote in [community profile] yogen2022-03-01 09:10 pm

MARCH EVENT LOG

At midnight on March 1st, a rolling lightning storm hits Yogen. Thunder crackles, and strikes of Anvil Crawler lighting can be seen lighting up the sky; anyone paying attention to the courtyard may see the explosive strike of lightning hitting the wisteria tree. Petals scatter throughout the air and are carried off in every direction by the wind...

As the month goes on the school will start to look even more barren. As the month goes on, several students start to disappear, with rumors spreading here and there about students disappearing after entering the forest. Those rumors twist and warp, and within just a few days there are rumors of a witch in the forest. But it's not a witch, nor a ghost, or anything else, but a dream, and those who enter will find themselves reminded of such by a soothing voice, the voice of a person they're familiar with, speaking gently in their ears:

"You are dreaming... They have always led and will always lead you here... Remind yourself, this is a dream..."

The world shifts subtly. There are gravestones marking the pathway now, and before long the forest is replaced by a completely new scene. A voice reminds you once more that this is a dream, and that you have always been here. You have always been led to this place. But where is this place? It's the world of a player character. It's nothing more than a snapshot in time. It might be one that they wish to escape, or perhaps a warm memory of a time that they wish to return to, but it is always an important memory to the character.

Whichever it is, the only way is to move forward. As characters move through the memory, characters will soon notice a snake and holly tattoo that spreads over their body will be. It starts small, a clump on one's back, but will spread across all parts of a character's body. It will reach the neck and face last, killing them upon reaching the eyes. As the curse spreads, they will notice changes in the dream including hallucinations, hearing lullabies, and shades that pursue them. They will also notice increased exhaustion and lethargy.

Upon reaching the end of the memory, they will find a glowing ball of light representative of a lost student's soul. Finding the soul will lead to both characters awakening at the edge of the forest, and the character who had been dreaming will be covered with the tattoo for a brief moment before it disappears.

Those who entered the dream may hear that same voice from before that tugs at their mind as the dream fades away:

"Remind yourself, this is a dream, and soon you will awaken. But you are here, as you always have been, and as you always will be... Soon, you will wonder where you were, and each moment after, will bring you here..."
✽ Dreams may be whoelsale memories, or they may be more akin to dreamscapes based on a person's memories or mental state.
✽ The holly pattern represents the pain of love and aches of the heart, while the snake represents the yearning for the dead that consume a person.
✽ The tattoos will be blue or red.
✽ Characters may be drawn into the forest more than once, or require multiple memories to be gone through before reappearing. In those cases, the character who had gone through the initial memory will simply wake up in the forest alone.
✽ Characters who hear the voice upon leaving the dream will be more susceptible to entering and being lost in the forest.
✽ Anyone who is not rescued by the end of the month will be found at the edge of the forest. The tattoo will cover their body and stop just short of their eyes. It will disappear within an hour, but they will be exhausted for the rest of the day.
dolent: (06)

[personal profile] dolent 2022-04-06 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
No... Harque's the only one who likes me.

[The servants probably don't like him, or at least, that's what Noah decides must be true — they come and go, being hired on and leaving on a whim, it seems. They have a job to do, and that job does not include love or raising a child.]

But when Harque and I sneak around after sunset to play, sometimes we get caught, and he gets in trouble. When Harque's around, no one yells at me, but if he isn't around...

[It's simple enough to fill in the blanks. If Harque isn't here, if Harque is too busy studying, Noah could be yelled at for anything.]
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[personal profile] mermaidcursed 2022-04-06 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
You were cute. I wanted to squish those big soft cheeks so bad, but you didn't know me so I thought it'd probably be a little weird.

( wanted to give them an abundance of kisses too. but she won't say that much. nene does roll over though, more onto her side and sort of on noah's arm, which would probably be uncomfortable for her, given they're holding hands, if she cared more. )

... He was nice. Maybe someday we can see him again. The real him.
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[personal profile] decrypter 2022-04-06 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, that would be fun, but no...I live in my house, and it's a while away. But your brother's probably just worried about you, if you don't know how to listen to the forest. I've never met a monster, but I've heard things far off.

[but she also hears so many other things - creeks running, birdsong, the breeze in high branches. there's so much life to discover.]

It's not so bad if you know what to do. Or if you have a friend.
waitingforplayer2: (12. ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED)

[personal profile] waitingforplayer2 2022-04-07 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
She listens to all of what he says, and thankfully, he only actually has one explicit request right at the end of it. She files away the rest of what he said for later reference, and focuses on the first thing.

"There is a document like that! I'll go get it." Of course she could recite the entire thing from memory, but it's probably easier for him to interface with it directly... she hurries over to one of the shelves, five rows down, 268 volumes in on the left side - removes the tablet from its shelf, and hurries back.

"Here you are." She presents it to him. And then, because she might as well, she addresses the rest of what he said.

"I'm running simulations for the energy output of a long-ranged gravity bomb and the tools necessary to require it, and uploading it to your main tablet. My systems are running at 99% efficiency and do not require any maintenance! And as for my reason for being here..."

She falters for a moment, grasping for it, but then plows on. "What matters is that I am! And I'm here to help. Do you have any other queries?"
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[personal profile] waitingforplayer2 2022-04-07 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ She kind of can't believe... it went so well, this time. And more than that... she thinks she was actually able to help Ishimaru-kun, a little bit? It's hard to tell for sure... but that's what she thinks.

As Ishimaru starts towards the door, the noise in the room behind him will fade. And when he turns back to look at the room --

the monitor is gone. The classmates, all gone. It's an empty room, but now the same amount of light is emanating from a small glowing orb, hovering gently in the place where Nanami was just a few moments prior. ]
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[personal profile] waitingforplayer2 2022-04-07 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
Is that your final answer?

[ Midori stares at Alice with wide, unblinking eyes, and then he moves around to stand behind Reko's chair. ]

There's another thing you could use, isn't there? [ He pats Reko's head kindly, and even ruffles her hair a bit - she jerks away and glares daggers at him. ]

What are you going to do, Alice? [ He stares at Alice curiously, one delicate hand on Reko's shoulder. ]
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[personal profile] addsum 2022-04-07 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
[It's easier to see the inside of the greenhouse up close. It's filled to the brim with dozens of different plants, and near the middle of the room there's a wide patch of grass covered in white anemones, complete with a shady tree to sit under. It's bright and warm and inviting.

The shadow passes by her again—a woman in a white lab coat, diligently watering plants one by one... until she spots Nene. She stops, looking surprised for a moment before smiling softly, walking over to open the nearby door along the windowed wall.]


What are you doing out there? You know you're not supposed to go outside by yourself... [gently chastising, and there's a hint of concern in her voice... but it's concern, not anger, and it passes once she confirms Nene looks unharmed.]
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[personal profile] waitingforplayer2 2022-04-07 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ She waits until they're gone, hiding in the shadows and listening to them talk, before they each go their separate ways.

Then she creeps into the room, looking around... goes to the shelf where they were standing, and checks the book the woman left there. ]
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[personal profile] moraloutrage 2022-04-07 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ishimaru's startled as everything disappears, letting out a soft gasp.]

N... Nanami-kun...?

[He glances around uncertainly, his heart aching at everyone's absence, but he resolves himself and settles his attention on that glowing orb.]

This must be... the end of it...

[With that, he steps forward and carefully cups his hands around it.

With that, it's time to wake up.]
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[personal profile] rearranger 2022-04-08 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ What indeed? It's not as though there's any surefire way to make others change their mind, and a child with limited sway can't simply act as they please. But tears and weakness will do nothing but validate those opinions. He shakes his head. ]

Well, there's probably not a lot you can do to change it in the short term.

[ He taps his side. No matter what it was, it'll be a long game if he's disliked. Maybe it's true that they don't, or maybe it's not, but for the moment it seems fine to go off of the assumption that there are those who are bitter about the entire affair. ]

But it sounds like the person is that they don't wanna acknowledge what you got, or they think it should belong to somebody else or whatever, right? There anything you can do to make them acknowledge you?
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[personal profile] rearranger 2022-04-08 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ A set of rules followed by a heated argument that draws his eyes back to the front. The kid has guts, he'll give her that, if she might be a bit lacking a bit in the brains department. It always a mistake to act before understanding one's position, and that puts itself on full display in the form of a set of spikes. It's not the first time Ranger has seen an execution, and so he doesn't so much as blink at it, instead pondering her words. What did she think was going to happen? Then again, maybe he's just used to these kinds of rules and punishments.

Even so, it's surprising to see that spikes jut out of the ground of an auditorium. There's no time to dwell on that though, not when there's a death right in front of his eyes. But then, what does one say when confronted with such a grizzly display? It's no doubt going to have the intended effect of making the remainder panic. Really, he probably shouldn't say anything, but what comes out is - ]


Gotta make an example out of somebody, huh...

[ It's quiet enough that it'll likely be missed, but it's not all that different from how their game was handled. ]
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[personal profile] rearranger 2022-04-08 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ What is a memory to Rio Ranger? It's no different than a recording done with a camera, as perfectly preserved as it is easily loss. It would only take a small glitch, just a little bit of modification, in order for any one thing to be lost. There's a brief period in time in which there are gaps for him, seconds and minutes that are he can't process correctly, if they exist at all. But until that occurred, it's a perfectly preserved snapshot in time, so unlike the fuzzy and fleeting and ever changing memories of humans.

Human memories are more akin to a body of water. They mix and meld together, rises and falls with the currents, never quite staying the same. The sound of tape winding back, the graininess and small imperfections (though perhaps some of those are intentional, as the subconscious is a funny thing,) but it's enough to verify where he is. This, he supposes, must be what it's like for Shin - a world that's a little blurry in spot, a memory that's not quite perfect, a cool feeling and the touch of fingertips on keys.

It's a familiar conversation, just different enough to distinguish it as a memory, and he allows it to transpire for lack of other options. It's strange to view himself through the lens of another, to be given just the faintest hint of their thoughts - the bewilderment and even disgust of seeing what should be a perfect code gutted and twisted in a few key places, the start of a bright idea and the promise of success, all such things that accompany a project, and something else that he can't quite assign an emotion to - an uncomfortable tightness that has gripped him before.

It's not everything, but it's enough to nonplus him. It's enough for it to seem wrong. But it's there and gone, and he has little time to linger on the questions that rise up with it before it changes, and just like that they're both back in that place.

He walks along with a familiar laptop tucked under his arm, and it isn't all that difficult to snap a scenario together in his mind. It's Kai's laptop, the one that Miley had allowed them to have, taken from them by one of the three that oversee the third floor. In truth, he hadn't wanted them to have it. It was a questionable decision, and it was enough to make one wonder if perhaps she was beginning to forget where her loyalty lies.

There's that shift, there's a scene that had never played out but could have, and he's aware of the sounds behind him. His head twitches, starting to look back before he catches himself, instead looking out of the corner of his eye. The sound is more than enough for him to guess at the situation, how quickly he might need to move, and he finds this to be far more comfortable than the previous scene. It's familiar, it's safe, and it's how it should be. So he continues along, playing his role perfectly. ]
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[personal profile] mermaidcursed 2022-04-08 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
( what- she's. never seen this woman before in her life? but- oh, it's... she must think nene's someone else. this has happened before, almost... but who is she supposed to be? did add have a little sister or something, maybe? or... )

Ah- um...

( it's... not talking, but it's something. sheepishly, she looks away for a moment- but only a moment. when she manages to force herself to speak- maybe it's that this is a dream, or maybe it's just that the woman has such a soft aura- her voice is barely a whisper. )

I-I'm sorry.
cloversandcranes: (Holding it together)

Sorry I'm late

[personal profile] cloversandcranes 2022-04-08 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Makoto tightened his hold on Ishimaru's hand silently as he watched Ishimaru panic. He wished he could tell him otherwise, but it was the truth. He had seen it himself and had been in the process of rebuilding it before waking in this school.

Seeing his friend so upset reminded him of Mondo's trial. The desperate denial and struggle were all too familiar. So he did the thing he didn't do that time. Using his grip on Ishimaru's hand, he pulled his friend up from his desk and into his arms. Gripping tightly to Ishimaru, he closed his eyes as tears started to run down his face.]


I'm sorry Ishimaru-kun. I-I'm so sorry.
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[personal profile] filialdeception 2022-04-08 11:31 am (UTC)(link)
It's trouble, that's what it is.

[ Meng Yao doesn't want any harm to come to the other male at all if he can help it. He'll toss some ghost destroying talismans towards the shades as they make their way forward. It's the only way open to them now, as far as he's concerned.

He's noticed the tattoos, and his lips curl into a frown or maybe they already have. ]


Either way, I believe we have wasted enough time, and need to get through to the end of this.

[ He doesn't know when the exit will open to them, but hey. ]
notsosou: A man grinning at the viewer with closed eyes (UwU)

inaba you are going to get so much scurvy

[personal profile] notsosou 2022-04-09 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
There's the crawlspaces... if you pick the places people don't go often. [The less dusty ones, although getting your stuff stolen by Komaeda is always a risk.] Ahaha, the centipede makes a good guard, doesn't it?

[Shin not everyone's as good at pinpointing something's position by sound as you.]

Selfish... it really is, huh? If you're that convinced it's for good reasons, it doesn't matter what the other person thinks, either... I'd say that's the height of selfishness. Haha, to a certain kind of person, 'I want to' is a good reason...

[He's got a dog in the fight of this concept for multiple reasons, but the most direct one is when Crona chased him down to kill him. He can't help but unconsciously rub his neck through the fabric of his scarves. Why is it always the neck...?]

Even 'well they asked me to' is kinda an excuse, isn't it?

[He's got some... thoughts about killing someone who's suicidal... who thinks their death will solve problems, is for the 'greater good'...]
dereban: ([m] 35)

It fine it's emergency food, not what she eats every day,

[personal profile] dereban 2022-04-09 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
With the amount of people crawling into vents, it feels like a place more often than not going to be found and potentially stolen if I'm going to be honest.

[Although she is going to keep that tucked in the back of her mind for other reasons.]

Mmm, yeah, I'd agree with that. Doing something like that because "I know best" or "it's my last resort" doesn't make you a hero. Maybe you have saved someone, in that way. But... personally speaking, I think that's just giving up.
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[personal profile] shimashima 2022-04-09 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Chiaki Nanami is right. It's just one more time, and it's not real, a dream created out of wishes, but if it makes her feel glad to see everyone gathered like this, all of her friends together and happy, even a dream isn't worthless. Her hands look steady again, and Alice follows her slight movement, seeking certain faces among the group.

One more time... It's the same feeling as reading articles that mentioned Reko, seeing her on that poster, ready for the stage.

With a nod, tearing his attention away, Alice turns back to Nanami. His voice is a murmur to match hers. ]


...When it's time to leave, I'll join you. [ Of course, Chiaki Nanami doesn't need it! ] You know your way around, I mean...

[ This is her school, right? It was her school. ]
cloversandcranes: (I'm here)

[personal profile] cloversandcranes 2022-04-10 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[He could indeed fill in the blanks and the answer he was seeing was not comforting. Sighing sadly, he closed his eyes before opening them up with determination and smiled gently at Noah.]

Well at least know that not everyone hates you. Your brother certainly doesn't sound like he hates you if he spends time with you.

[He moved slowly so not to startle Noah and put a hand on his tiny shoulder.]

And I don't hate you.

[His gentle smile changed into a troubled frown as he hesitated before continuing.]

You don't deserve this hatred from your family. This isn't your responsibility. Nothing about this is your fault.
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[personal profile] miisdealt 2022-04-10 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
It's no issue. Perhaps you'll learn something.

[She wonders that if there is a machine that can erase memories...

Could there be one to restore memories too? That's something that she keeps tucked in the back of her mind as she continues]


The rest of your class had the same experience... that's strange enough, I think. I'm not any sort of expert, but -- usually I'd think that the 'fuzziness' tends to be related to something being used. Like chloroform, or a drug of sorts.

[But wait-]

A letter? What was written in the letter?
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[personal profile] rearranger 2022-04-11 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
Ranger stares down at the device once more, tuning out the pointless chatter. He hums thoughtfully as he views the selection, none of which he can assign names or values to.

"... Little unfair to ask that, don'tchya think?" He mumbles, "Since it's all just chance anyway."

It's no different than rolling the dice to start, but least of all when he knows that every roll will come up snake eyes. He's not so foolish as to misunderstand the name of this punishment, and he can guess the next steps.

Not the Keymaster, and not the Sacrifice, so who..?
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[personal profile] silentabyss 2022-04-12 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Noah, Known Simp, actually just kind of lays there and tolerates this. If his hand or whatever falls asleep, that's on him for being weak.]

Yeah... maybe. You'd like him. He was good at playing the piano, and he put up with just about anything with a smile. I'd just throw tantrums... we were polar opposites, in a way.
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[personal profile] dolent 2022-04-12 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Ohh...

[Noah stops dead as if listening. There's not a single sound within the house; the silence is uncanny and unbearable. If he's bothered by it, he doesn't show it, humming thoughtfully. He's swift to change the topic to something else, though, stuck on her last statement.]

Do you wanna be my friend? I've never had a friend before!
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[personal profile] starrypoint 2022-04-12 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[her words are kind, the hand in his hair comforting, and

he may not be the subaru she knew, the one she fostered such a closeness with, but he covets it anyway. it makes him feel sick and disgusting and he wants to peel off his skin, but he doesn't. he closes his eyes and leans into the touch, shaking his head.]


... Thanks. I don't wanna watch it, I just...

[she gave an admission. he can, too, soft and yet so loud in this small room.]

I'm lonely.
decrypter: (astonish.)

[personal profile] decrypter 2022-04-12 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[she likes it better when they talk - the silence is too much for her. but at his question, she positively beams at him, bright expression, bright smile.]

Yes! We're friends now!

[it's as simple as that, to her. now he knows certainly that not everyone hates him - he has a friend who'll gladly call herself that.]

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