yogen | APRIL EVENT LOG/TDM

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The opening ceremony starts at 8, with students and staff moving to the auditorium to sit with their homeroom class, calling characters out by name and dragging them over to their seat— physically if need be, and they're much stronger than they look. Much like the graduation ceremony, characters are not forced to come to the entrance ceremony, but the moment they take a seat, they find that they can neither speak nor get up again until the ceremony is over.

A teacher stands behind the podium on stage. Characters may recognize pieces of the speech from the previous year. He takes the time to welcome Yogen High's new students first, followed by acknowledging the transfer, returning, and repeat students. As he goes on, the teacher encourages students to instead focus on their own personal growth, and developing strong bonds that will allow them to reach their goals. He sighs as he explains that the Principal and Vice Principal are currently not available before he reminds students that violence is strictly prohibited and that there will be strict consequences for anyone who is caught engaging in misconduct.

The teacher concludes by noting that teachers will inform them of any important announcements. He wishes everybody a fulfilling school year, and reminds them that they have the power to shape the future. The ceremony concludes in a little under an hour, and the spell binding the students to their seats is broken, allowing everybody to rise and leave.

School lets out for the rest of the day with classes starting the next morning, and while many students take the opportunity to leave, some linger around the school.

08:00 04/06-04/09

Classes resume as usual, and it's the same old routine, with gossip and rumors spreading about, and students growing excited over new club advertisements, and fortune telling ads in addition to upcoming events. In an effort to encourage students to form lasting relationships, the school has set up events for the first week with plans for smaller events throughout the month. The PDA logs have been wiped clean with the start of the year, and all messages from before 04/05 are gone.

✽ Tuesday, 04/06 will be a simple Welcome Back. The day will be dedicated to giving important announcements, including the events for the rest of the week, introducing students to clubs, etc. There will be a potluck with various sweets and snack items, along with time dedicated to getting-to-know you style games and other such activities.
✽ Wednesday, 04/07 will feature the beginning of a Team Building Scavenger Hunt! There are no items to be found, but instead students are given a list of tasks to complete and turn into their homeroom teacher. Examples include introducing yourself to a new student, doing something nice for another student, being asked to identify a specific student who fits a certain criteria, anything that can be used to encourage interactions.
✽ Thursday, 04/08 will feature karaoke night in the music room. There is a karaoke machine set up along with a screen set up, along with some CDs with all the greatest hits of the 90ws. There is a decorative backdrop set up along with party decorations. There are inflatable music notes, cut out notes, microphones, record albums, and instruments taped along the wall, and a box full of props for students to use if they so choose.
✽ Friday, 04/09 will feature a game night held in class 1-B. Desks have been pushed together to form tables and covered in cloths, and various board and card games have been set out for students. There is a TV with an N64 and Playstation set out along with various games.

Outside of classes, the days wear on, and students come in with bruises and scraped knees and elbows and bloody noses. They smear blood on the walls and drip it onto the floor, splatter it onto the mirror without meaning to, bringing along with it a sense of vertigo. Characters looking in the mirror may find that they catch sight of something. It's there reflected in the mirror, a shadowy and dark figure in the edge of their vision, but it the moment they look away it disappears, leaving behind only a chill in the air. The mirror room is almost unbearably cold.

04/10-04/30

Characters who look in mirrors will see the shadowy figure reflected in it growing closer to them. It's an odd sight to be sure, and the cold air it brings with clings to the skin, but even as they draw close they seem to do no harm. It's only once they're right behind a character that they'll begin to notice it - the cold that clings to them no matter how warm the room, the faint tingling of their skin, the sleepiness that settles in, and the whispers in their ear.

It's faint at first, barely noticeable if not for its persistence, but over time those whispers will grow louder; the coolness on their skin will turn into a cold that chills them down to the bone, and the unrested feeling becomes a constant fatigue and lethargy. The words and tone vary, as do the voices, but each and every one eats into the character. They might speak of a character's insecurities or guilt, or they might leave them with a sinking loneliness, or perhaps they promise the warmth and companionship that a character desires, or any other number of matters that so often tug at the mind.

The figures can be viewed through mirrors. Those with supernatural sight or an adderstone will similarly be able to see them following characters, latching onto them. Items that ward off the supernatural may help, but the only way to truly ward them off is with bonds formed in the school. The figures seem to be warded off by the presence of another person. The cold disappears with the slightest touch, the whispering stops during conversation, and for that time they're given a brief reprieve. But they often seem to come back the moment a person passes by a mirror once more.

OOC

✽ The school will be hosting various smaller team building exercise throughout the month which can range from exercises to group projects. There are examples here, so feel free to pick what works best for your goals.
✽ The shadowy figures will appear more frequently where there is blood, fresh or otherwise.
✽ Characters who are isolated will find that they are more susceptible to being followed by the figures, and it may take longer interactions to dispel them completely.
✽ Items from the student shop that ward off supernatural creatures will aide in keeping the shadows from getting too close at first, but their effectiveness will wear off the longer a character is followed. They seem to be most effective when used in conjunction with interactions with others, and especially others who have similar items (i.e. a character with a silver cross and a character with a gold chain.)

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I'd rather not die a... well, whatever how many times I've died.

[She quips easily without a single shred of hesitation. Because given the information she's learned and the tallies on her wrist, it's definitely more than the twice she has vague awareness of.]

I see. So what you're saying is that if an emergency happens and nobody has access to the nurse's office, then we're fucked unless we find you or come up with an alternative way to help someone?

[It sounds almost casual, but she's also extremely serious when she asks it.]

That about sums it up... I do hope you all play nice, but... don't worry, someone will be around.

[ be it through those magical powers like the counselor, or that midori will just always be here. who knows what the answer is to that, but inaba's a smart girl, and would know which alternatives would be survival or just a flimsy hold onto life for mere seconds before it's swiped away from whoever. ]

Are you one to find yourself in need of medical supplies more often than not, Miss Himeko?

[ she doesn't hang around too many people, so he can only guess. ]

Call me by my first name again and you'll get a swift right hook before I say anything else.

[She smiles brightly but there's a definite cutting edge to her words.

She's absolutely serious.]

I like to be prepared, and I don't like relying on other people if I can. It's why I've been studying anything that I can for survival.

I'm sorry, but within these walls, I have to follow in the nurse's shoes.

[ and inaba knows she calls everyone by their first name, also midori doesn't seem to bothered by her threat.

he's a nurse, after all. ]

Have you tried your techniques on anyone to make sure you understand the methods properly?

[ having a little test dummy would prove good for her, but maybe she's used her skills on a living person. oh, he sure does want to know. ]

And I'll say it again: don't try me. I'd make the nurse refer to me by last name as well. There's only one person that's allowed to call me 'Himeko' outside of my family. That person isn't you.

[Her voice is dark and her fingers curl.

Yeah, she's definitely not in the mood to be taking shit from people.

(Also hilariously enough, she was never referred to by name at all during the thread she had with the nurse, so... there's that.)]

I've done it before, and fairly well, mind you.

[She won't talk about specifics, however; she basically promised herself she wouldn't, lest it become a weird rumor--a scandal, even.]

Now, now.

[ there's no need to gain a temper, and he finds it's almost like dealing with a petulant child who wants to have their way. sadly, as a doctor, he won't die on the hill of a name, and so he continues to ease her away from such violent behavior. ]

There's no need to be worked up, nor do I need to know the history behind your name. But I do thank you for that piece of information, I'm learning something about you.

[ i'll ask ori what does the nurse call inaba, and if they say himeko... i'm sorry queen. ]

What was your patient's condition? And how did you treat it, I do love talking with other people involved in this field of expertise.

[ ♡ ]

[There are very little things that Inaba gets frustrated over, and this...unfortunately, is one of the things that rubs her the wrong way.]

It's not as if I was keeping it a secret.

[She does huff a little, crossing her arms over her chest before trying to pull herself together.]

Well, the little patient said that I shouldn't be sharing information about their condition or the situation, so I won't. They're fine now, that's all that matters.

I assure you, I want to treat everyone fairly. There's no need to make it more than it is.

[ logically, calling her her last name while calling everyone their first would seem odd. what makes her so special? is she an old flame of his? he's too high up in his years for such drivel. ]

That is understandable, considering those conditions. It's the same as here, what's discussed in this room doesn't leave. A patient's problems are normally confidential with their doctor.

[ it's enough to make him smile knowing a patient and doctor can have so much in common when confined in one room. his eyes remained trained on her as he moves on, curious of her hard work and effort. ]

Now, if I laid an almost, near the brink of death, body before you. Could you save them? Or if you were the body, who do you believe could save you...?

Then show some respect and use last name-san for everyone.

[She answers that rather blandly, but honestly.]

But that's besides the point.

[...]

That depends on the condition of the body and what their wounds were. I might be learning, but I'm no professional. And a lot of that 'learning' is very much self taught so there's only so much I can do. I'm not going to be unrealistic and say that "yeah, I can totally save someone no matter what". I have my limits, too.

And as for the latter--I don't hold any expectations. I won't have any hope that anybody could or will save me.

I'm sorry, I can't do that. It'd be odd, and seem as if I'm doing something special for you. Think of the gossip!

[ he gasps, shaking his head at the thought as he moves on, besides, what is respect for someone who has no friends to make respect with? she's nothing more than a complete stranger, but an interesting one at that. ]

Then what wounds are you able to heal? [ time heals all wounds, but midori can do it all. if she lost her eyes, her limbs, anything could be easily replaced. they aren't in asunaro, but he only needs so much to miracle work, only so many needles and threads to connect tissue to tissue... it's such a romantic gesture. ] That's where we're different... I have no such thing as limits.

[ he stands, dusting off the side of his lab coat as he walks over to grab a few sheets of paper before sitting back down in place. ]

I suggest if another killing takes place, and if that person can be saved. You should at least try.

[ it's because of those who aim to kill anyway, but the final parts of her words make him look up from the paper. ]

Then you would just die then? Not even beg for someone to help... is there really no one that would attempt to save you?

[ a pity. ]

Calling someone by first name is more intimate than last name! This is a Japanese school, and I said 'everyone' didn't I? Last name-san is normal! Especially in a work environment!

[Another huff, a fold of her arms, the narrowing of her dark eyes.]

Common ones, mostly. Basic ones. That is, if we're simply talking about physical wounds. I'm still young, I can learn how to do better if I wanted to. I'd just need to learn.

[And when he says he has no limits, she can't help but laugh, unable to surpess herself.]

Everyone has limits. Regardless of whether you're human or robot, or android, or otherwise. Sometimes, there are just things that simply can't be undone or changed. And more than that -- every living thing must die. If I really wanted to go full philosophical, I'd say "memento mori" and all that crap. Well. There's also things that just can't be healed, too. Invisible things.

Of course, if someone can be saved, I'd at least make the attempt. I'm not the kind of person who would just simply give up, but... I don't want to have my hopes raised so much and then be disappointed. I have to be realistic.

[She can make all the attempts she wants. But impossible is impossible. She is too keenly aware of that fact.]

Mm... I'd be upset, sure. But begging for help isn't my style. [She smiles, but it's not a happy one that meets her eyes.] And I don't think anyone would want to. Or if they did, I doubt that they'd do it because they truly cared about me.

I'm sorry, Miss Himeko, as it stands, my heart is always open to everyone. I am a doctor.

[ with the hammer, he jabs in the spike to the ground which she can pull out if she wishes, but every time she does so... her hands will get dirtier, and the palms will become raw from trying to wedge it out. luckily she has him by her side to heal any wounds that come from her efforts, but he does love to see youth work. ]

Your way of thinking is too closed. That is because some people don't work hard enough to make what they desire to happen! I'd be a poor doctor if I couldn't save someone from death, now if they're already dead... It does break my heart!

[ eyes back down onto his paperwork, he starts to write down the female's name, and her topic of conversation. she picks at the brain too, and is quite both judgmental, lonely, and flirts with the idea of thinking that this is realism. that sort of thinking hardly works anymore when they're in a school where souls go, their beliefs are... moot now. ]

What are you hoping for that scares you so much that you'll believe you'll fail? [ a hand lifts towards the cot where she can sit if she'd like, it's almost as if she came to make an appointment. ] Let's start from the top.

[ he'll write down her next thought so they can come back to it. ]

Why you--

[She raises her hand for a moment, but then lowers it, tryinig to tell

She turns on her heel, immediately ready to leave.]

You're not normal. Then again, I've barely met anybody here who is.

[There's only the rare one or two people who she'd put on that list. When she continues, her voice is cold.]

Also -- I wouldn't say it's close-minded. I'd say it's realistic. You can work hard you want. But not everything can simply be done due to 'hard work'.

Impossibilities do exist. That's just logic. And I'm not just speaking in the realm of being able to 'fix' someone. Whether that's a physical issue or something more than that.

In any case, I didn't come here for some weird as hell counseling, so I should leave before I get even more pissed off.

There's no need to get worked up.

[ between him and her, he stays on the cooler side, whereas she's like a fire sparkler lit, and tends to go out sooner or later— constant crackling, the lights akin to her anger getting brighter and brighter. ]

As long as love is added, impossibilities become even more possible. What nurse would I be to say you're incapable of doing something when we thrive in a place like this! Oh no, now you have to find the impossibilities here!

[ his hands settle on his lap, looking inaba up and then down. her response is on the odder side, "normal", just because he's done various acts that could be considered miracles and such, he's just different. ]

Are you pissed off because we see different views? Everyone has their own opinions, I am sad... it was quite a nice chat.

[ oh, and then he remembers. ]

Tea?

It's too naive to think that love can make anything happen.

[If she were alive, maybe she would have agreed.

But...

Now, as she is, she's way too jaded. She has to be realistic. There are just things that cannot happen at all, and she knows that.]

People may have their own opinions, sure. But as a nurse, you shouldn't be giving people false hopes, either. That isn't any sort of kindness at all. That is simply sugarcoating things.

[...]

I'll pass on the tea. Goodbye.

[And with that said, she leaves with quick feet.]

Goodbye! Let's talk again soon!

[ waves bye now

i want my inaba tag #2 come back to me queen. ]

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