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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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[ Being vulnerable, letting someone learn who you are, what you're about. It's tough. Even he's never shown anyone the "real him".
... ]
The real you. Figuring that out, letting someone else know that, it's terrifying isn't it?
[ Her opinion of herself is so low, to the point of self-isolating so much, believing she's that weak... ]
But you've faced more terrifying shit than I ever have. All of this, speaking to your friend about the guy you both like-- and it doesn't take a genius to realize that doesn't end up too bad in the end.
I don't care if you see yourself as weak. You're still a hell of a lot stronger than I am.
[ 'And certainly a lot less pathetic than me.' ]
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And it ends well for us, but-- then I don't have a life after high school? Or I just simply don't remember it?
[She hugs herself, fingers digging into the fabric of the uniform. Her voice isn't steady at all.]
Are you sure about that...? I might just crumble right now, after all. It's taking so much from me just to - just to even say this sort of thing... without running away. I really want to run, so badly.
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[ It's getting to her pretty badly, and suddenly Miyuki's confidence level is plummetting. They're questions he doesn't have the answers to, and boy if he's starting to feel the pressure.
Oh god, please don't end with her crying-- ]
Well... you know--
[ He rubs the back of his head sheepishly, just kinda laughing a little. ]
Maybe... maybe this isn't the best time for me to put you on the spot like this? We should refocus on getting out of here, maybe.
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[Her eyes are already watery but she tries to blink them away, wiping them with a sleeve before clearing her throat, giving her rejuvenated vigor.]
Actually, you shouldn't be putting me on the spot in the first place, I'm just a shadow, after all.
[Never someone who could be considered the protagonist; just someone who hides behind others and plots things in the background.]
But you're right, it's probably dangerous to stay here for too much longer.
[And thankfully for the two of them, there's a hallway that does lead to the front entrance.
Is it freedom? Or--?]
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Once Miyuki spots the front entrance, he runs right up to it, pausing right at placing his hand on the door. He pulls back for a second, looking back at Inaba. ]
I think this is it. I'm going to open it-- is that alright?
[ It has to be. Come on, get them out of here...! ]
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[Regardless of whether or not she's serious, she's ready for basically anything.
The door opens and there's a bright light that shines through, and from behind the two of them, there's a voice; a kind, gentle one of a young man--]
"Be good friends with her, okay?"
[It's a voice that makes Inaba flinch and she almost turns on her heel, but there's a gentle push--
And the bright light fades,
growing ever so darker,
until the background fades into a dark, dark black, disorienting before they find themselves in the forest again.]
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The voice gives him a jolt, and even though he's ready to walk out, he turns his head back. Who the-- was that--
Before he has any time to fully process anything, the two find themselves back in the forest, Miyuki trying to regain his balance. He wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand as everything starts to hit him at once. Wait. ]
Inaba, are you...!
[ He turns to face her, trying to gauge how she's doing. It should be over, but... how is she?? ]
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I'm fine.
[She's not.
But she's wiping her tears anyway to pretend.]
Stupid, selfless bastard...
[Even though the words themselves are an insult, there's something fond about the way she says it too, her voice watery.]
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...
He's not going to turn down a request like that. Of course not. ]
Come on. Let's get out of here.
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[For a multitude of reasons, but none of which she plans on voicing right now.]