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seven reconnections ➱ open march catch-all;
Who: Himeko Inaba and YOU.
What: Catch-all log for March; includes event prompts.
When: Throughout March.
Where: Various locations as listed.
Warnings: Human experimentation, but of the mental/soul kind. Also memory loss.
↳ option one. ( entirety of march second. )
↳ option two. ( dreamscape #01 / cw: human experimentation mentions & sudden mind + emotion reading )
↳ option three. ( dreamscape #02 / cw: memory loss, but for inaba only )
↳ option wildcard.
What: Catch-all log for March; includes event prompts.
When: Throughout March.
Where: Various locations as listed.
Warnings: Human experimentation, but of the mental/soul kind. Also memory loss.
↳ option one. ( entirety of march second. )
- [You honestly think there's a murder happening when it hits six in the morning and you hear a scream on the first floor--it's near the bathrooms, too.
But upon actually checking, that isn't the case.
There's no dead bodies, especially not in Murderless March, but Inaba might as well be a proverbial corpse, because she's going to die of embarrassment.
If someone just takes a peek, they'll immediately understand why.
The normally composed and cold girl named Inaba Himeko is completely stuck in a maid outfit.
Unfortunately for her, too, she doesn't have something to cover it up with, so she's just stuck like this. On a school day. Which also means all of the third years get to see her in this during the entire class period.
Of course this means aggressively trying to avoid people now more than ever, to the point where the moment she sees a transfer student--or anyone else, really, she starts to bolt. But she's pretty easy to catch up to, given that she isn't exactly the athletic sort.]
↳ option two. ( dreamscape #01 / cw: human experimentation mentions & sudden mind + emotion reading )
- [The dream that you enter in leads you from the forest into what seems to be a clubroom.
You're alone--but there seems to have been some activity in the room. Warmth.
But then the door opens with a bit of a creak, and there's...
...a mysterious man that appears, the light in their eyes completely gone. They see you, and speak, walking further into the clubroom. They open their mouth, but the voice that comes out is monotone, near emotionless.]
"I see.
I suppose that you, a visitor, are interesting enough to join the bonus round."
[And just as he says that, another set of footsteps enters in.
It's a girl that you probably do recognize. However, she's not wearing the usual Yogen uniform, but instead a very different uniform and her breath stills and her eyes widen in shock, her mouth opening, the words not entirely coming out at first.
Her nails dig into the skin and the shock soon turns to anger in her expression.]
Did you do something to them--
[She steps in quickly, and the man swiftly moves to leave.]
Goddamn it. [Inaba curses, because she knows all too well that she's powerless to stop anything. Of course she is.] Sorry about that.
[She answers, calm. Cool. Collected.
Just as always.]
That was supposed to be my problem. [No emotion.] They didn't spout some weird bullshit at you, did they?
↳ option three. ( dreamscape #02 / cw: memory loss, but for inaba only )
- [In this dreamscape, you find yourself in the same clubroom.
However, you find yourself surrounded by five others, Inaba included. Those who are observant will notice that the pendant that she normally wears is absent.
At some point, you're noticed and she turns to you and asks--]
Hey, have you figured out what you want to write for March's gazette yet? It's due at the end of the month, so we have a lot of time, but it's better to get things started earlier rather than later.
↳ option wildcard.
- [Want to play something completely different that isn't any of these prompts? Feel free to hit me up at
Also as a heads up, the second prompt will deal with characters being able to suddenly hear Inaba's thoughts/feel her emotions randomly and if you want to opt into the reverse, feel free to let me know, I'm down for it. But it's primarily there for people to understand Inaba a little more. This actually describes what the phenomena entails better than I can.
And the third prompt deals with Inaba's muddled up memories and how she's experienced a lot of very specific memory loss that isn't quite amnesia.]
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[She shifts uneasily from one heel to the other, as if that would help her in any way. It doesn't.]
Yeah. Taichi's the one that I was dating before I... died, I suppose.
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...Do you regret that?
[ After that conversation, if things were that bitter between the two... but, on the other hand, the girl they met prior to this room didn't seem bothered at the beginning? ]
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[She says it so nonchalantly that it almost breaks the tension in the air. Almost.]
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[ ...well. Of course, she wouldn't regret that if they dated after that, up to the point where Inaba showed up here. For that matter, the conversation might have been something that needed to happen if there was a love triangle--
...
Hold the fuck on. ]
Ménage à trois?
[ INABA???? ]
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That was just a joke! I was talking to Iori on the phone one night and -- I was like. "Haha, maybe we could just go 'screw the love triangle, let's just have a threesome'!"
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[And she bites her tongue in embarrassment.
Kill her now.
She might already be in the afterlife, but just. End her.]
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What the hell, did she just go 'nya'? ]
Alright, alright! I believe you, really!
[ If he says anything else about this or goes any further, he'll probably be left here to die. He'll just shelve this surprisingly cute Inaba Himeko as a reminder of how she can be from time to time. ]
A-Anyway, it all sounds complex, so maybe we should set that aside for now and just move on?
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[She takes a heavy sigh and pouts a little bit, although her embarrassment doesn't seem to have faded in the slightest.]
It's -- a lot. I can explain whatever you ask to the best of my ability, though. Since we're already knee deep. Anyway, a conversation like that doesn't really give us anything to work with. But maybe we can see if we can either head to the classroom or back to the clubroom.
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[ Clarification's always good to have, even if none of it makes sense. ]
What I'm experiencing right now, from what you mentioned to your friend and the experience I'm going through's called "Sentiment Transmission". Which seems to have something to do with that man I met earlier... Heartseed? That's the basic gist of it, anyway.
[ There's a lot missing for sure, but that's the start of it, probably? ]
I don't suppose it matters too much at the moment. Right now, we should pick another door. [ A pause. ] Any suggestions?
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[She doesn't elaborate too much--she doesn't need to, unless asked further. So for now she just gives the bare minimum.]
Let me see, is she still there...?
[She peers there and lo and behold the 'Inaba' is still there.
But then, 'Inaba' gets up on her two feet and begins to walk--]
Want to try trailing her?
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I'll give it a shot. Stay nearby, in case I need help.
[ An obvious statement, but honestly... he doesn't want to be branded a stalker if he gets found out. Waiting for a comfortable distance, Miyuki proceeds on, following behind this 'Inaba'.
Hopefully, whatever she does gets them out of there quickly. ]
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[Luckily, she still has the things that she brought with her, even in a dream. She quickly grabs her notebook, writes down something hurriedly, and tears it off, folds it, passing it to him.]
If she does notice, hand this to her. It's okay if you open it; it doesn't say anything weird.
[She doesn't know if he'd even understand it if he does open it.]
In any case, I'll keep myself as hidden as possible. If she sees me, we might both get affected, and that could be a disaster in hauling our asses out of here.
[In any case, the 'Inaba' who they need to be trailing seems to be going down the hall and turning the corner--she goes as fast as she can, almost desperate.
Eventually, she enters into what seems to be a classroom and shuts the door behind her.]
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[ ...Actually, no. He's not going to go down that route yet. He does however, accept said note and nods. Nothing bad's going to happen, and he'd really hope that he can get a clue before something appears and scares the hell out of him.
At least maybe, if something happens to him, Inaba can still make it out. ]
Anyway, I'll signal or something if I think something's wrong.
[ Whatever other thought he had was immediately cut off as 'Inaba' decides to take off. It looks like she wasn't going to make this easy-- so he goes right ahead and makes his way to that classroom. Taking a deep breath, he gives it a second before deciding to glance down at the note, and steel himself. Time to open the door and go through. ]
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There's nobody in the classroom. Or rather, it doesn't look like there's anyone in the classroom.
However, there are desks. Many of them are empty, but there seems to be one that isn't.
On top of it is a plastic bag, tied up. If he looks inside, he'll see these. Right next to it seems to be a journal.
It's untitled, but it can be assumed that it belongs to whoever owns this desk...
On one end of the classroom is a podium that stands tall, and a chalboard. On the right side, it says Cleaning Duty: Inaba Himeko
If he listens closely, he might be able to hear the sound of light tapping coming from behind the podium.
What does he choose to do next?]
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There seems to be a lot of notes inside, but more importantly, it seems to be a journal of sorts, with all the dates marked down.
One of the pages that he'll find himself at is dated February 14 and states, in neat handwriting:]
I hate Valentine's Day.
Before, I used to not really care about a stupid holiday like this. And then later, I didn't really grow to love it necessarily, but I was content. I could give chocolates to him.
I can't do that anymore.
Today, I want to stay away from people.
And yet, that doesn't happen.
I end up encountering two people in the library.
One of them wants me to visit their club. I don't have much to do after classes. I don't join clubs because it hurts too much.
And it's funny, really. How scared I am.
Then again, I was always a coward.
Even when I was younger, I was always scared of something, or someone.
But it's also lonely. It isn't that I don't want friends. It isn't that I don't want to feel... certain ways, either. I can't help it, though.
This place has ruined me.
The other person I met in the library wants to be my friend. He didn't put it in those words, but I can tell.
I just wish I could have the courage to call anyone my friend, here.
Because everyone is my enemy.
It hurts.
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[ 'This place has ruined me.'
Miyuki closed the journal, feeling like learning more than that would be asking for trouble. Of course he wanted to be her friend. Even if he doesn't completely understand her, he understands loneliness, understands what it's like to be disconnected from everyone by choice.
It registers to him, what he'd thought after trying his damnedest to defend himself as a murderer. Sakasaki brought up possession... what if a friend of yours had been so possessed to kill someone? Someone else you cared about? Rather than go through that, wouldn't it be better to just pull away? Even if you died again, no one would be there to mourn you. ]
...Sorry.
[ The words may come from something resembling cowardice, but now, more than ever... he can't just abandon her. Not like this. With that, he walks over to the podium. There was a bit of tapping he heard, and without looking over to the other side... he taps the top of it back.
If whoever's hiding wants to come out, they can. ]
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It's... a child, and immediately she tries to skitter back into hiding, although she peeks out a bit, looking and sounding awkward and uneasy.]
"Onii-chan...?"
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Miyuki steps back a bit, giving her a little space. What the hell? That's definitely Inaba, isn't it?
"Onii-chan?" ???????? ]
I...Inaba? [ Pausing. A real formal way to speak to a child, genius. ] It... it's alright. I'm not going to hurt you.
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She doesn't seem to move from where she's hiding, although she's still at least peeking out.]
"You won't? You promise?"
[She sounds...expectant.]
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Cross my heart. I'm here to help.
[ He doesn't know if there he did need to help with anything, but she certainly seems scared, by herself. His expression softens, and he exhales just a bit. ]
Are you by yourself here?
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"How are you going to help?"
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He'll have to bullshit a bit, then. ]
I'll be here to make sure you're safe. Just for a little bit-- so you won't be alone.
[ He was taken aback mostly by how different this child Inaba was from the one he knew, so hopefully that much could be at least a bit soothing. Until, hopefully, someone she knows can help her. Or until he can find a moment where he can step away. ]
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Is there a bad guy nearby?"
[She seems to fret a little bit, although she does think that this person is good.]
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[ He's certain Heartseed counts as a bad guy, but that's from the literal one interaction and every contextual clue he's received by this point.
Worrying this Inaba more may have reprecussions later... so, he clears his throat. ]
Not particularly. It's more... if you were hiding, then I figured you may be scared of something.
[ But... what? And really... now that he considers it... ]
Did anyone come in before me?
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