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APRIL EVENT LOG/TDM
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.
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.
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.
✽ 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.
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.
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.
✽ 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.)
✽ 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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( he says that, but from the looks of things... amami doesn't seem too happy about the introduction either. he'd known—had given himself at least a little bit of a warning of what to expect from his classmates here upon his return. he knew that nobody would be happy with him. doesn't mean that he has to enjoy the lengths this guy's willing to go to over the fact though. ah, seriously, coming in to this kind of situation is...
well, anyway, amami clearly doesn't have to introduce himself; this guy seems to have more than enough of an idea about who he is. instead, he only offers a long sigh, hands on his hips. )
Listen, I'm not sure what kind of person you take me for, Tsukimi-kun, but none of this is making a great first impression.
( using the name "hiyori-kun" had been a respect thing since september. not sure he's earned that this time around. )
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[His fingers curl in and his hand withdraws as Rantaro doesn't take it; not that Shin expected him to, really. He's already preparing to try smooth things over; some kind of offer of assistance, because waking up is disorienting...
Oh. So he is going to die. The smile, which had shrunk to disappear in his scarf, returns as his head turns, a little sharper like his eyes now are, bright and assessing.]
So that was in your notes, huh? Diligent of you...
[After all, with his name now fully blacked out, the only option is that someone's told him... Komaeda's in a coma, Helena... shouldn't, surely Sara would use it for some more useful purpose, Alice is an unknown and Midori...
...
...it's more likely Rantaro left some notes for himself. Shin's done the same, after all.]
It's a little rude not to use someone's terms of address, isn't it? Rantarou-san.
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( amami doesn't miss a beat on his response, and as much as shin's demeanour shifts, he can't bring himself to do more than raise a brow. seriously, he's going to talk about being rude after that introduction? he can go ahead and try, sure, but it's a little unreasonable to think that amami's gonna let it land that easily. )
Listen, if you're upset with me, that's fair.
( his notes say he was blamed for the deaths of five people, after all. )
But I did what I had to. Don't go thinking that I'm naive enough for you to take advantage of just because I don't remember yet.
( yet.
it's the key word here, said with as much confidence behind it as the rest of his assertion. still... the impression he gives is much different than shin may be used to; a chill vibe, a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, but patience and strategy hidden behind it nonetheless. instead, the amami in front of him looks more like a cornered animal, and his own gaze is sharp and penetrating in return. )
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Upset, me? Why, when you haven't done anything... yet?
[There's a subtle pressure on the 'you', and a returning echo on the yet.
Don't go thinking I'm naive enough for you to take advantage of. There's a beat, and then Shin just starts laughing, a little wildly.]
Aha. Ahahahaha... Prudent of you!
[It's clicked, then. Why this is strange and familiar and unsettling at the same time. He's looking into a mirror... himself, holding a knife he's not afraid to use. Shin's eyes open clear, save for a feverish spark in his pupils. Maybe this is what Helena should have done, way back then. Same with Nanami, and with...]
You're smarter than some of the riffraff around here... Just keep that up. Ah, but it's not good to avoid making friends... Tricky, isn't it?
[He's learnt that himself, after all. It's... hard, because Shin's never had to calm himself down from the outside and also isn't sure if he should. Anything he can think of that might help is something he knows he'd also be suspicious of... is this how Sara felt the whole time? Except...]
Tell you what, how about a trade? In return for using the name I gave, I'll give you a hint to getting your lost memories back.
[It's his attempt at neutral, even ground. They both have something the other wants... there only needs to be just enough mutual trust to make the swap and that's all. It's in Rantaro's favor, even... since Shin can't really enforce his side of the deal once he's upheld his own.]
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to tell the truth, with the notes he had on this guy, he didn't sound so bad. the real thing sure is leaving a nasty taste in his mouth though. )
I'd keep my own advice in mind if I were you.
( it's an offhand comment, said with a trace of amusement underlining it. in fact, that wry smile creeps back onto amami's features as he speaks, and he shrugs with an open-palmed gesture to accompany it. it's the self-satisfied response of someone who knows they have the upper hand. what follows is a decision that's lightly calculated, but if it's someone who pitches deals like threats, and knows amami's own agenda, he's even less likely to want to cut a deal like this. there's a bit of a huff — almost a laugh, really — and he continues. )
I didn't go into this blind, Tsukimi-kun, and you're not the only person in this school I can work with.
( he's not the type to make such a drastic decision if he didn't have a plan for how to go about tying it off, after all. shin may have had something to do with his memories the first time around, but he's far from the only option amami has. )
What can you offer me that Ranger-kun can't?
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I'm offering something Ranger-kun hasn't.
[He's taking a shot across the bows in the dark here, but it's not without aim.]
Ahaha, he's the type to trade, himself... and this is a good deal.
[He has the upper hand, and knows it, and Shin knows he knows it, and he knows Shin knows he knows it... Shin's trying to keep a grip on the side of his brain yelling about it, the side that attacks him and wants to attack this. Despite how badly things are going (maybe why things are so badly going), despite the way things ended and the danger Rantaro currently presents... they were friends.
How does he say something, that he's having trouble articulating to himself? How does he say it in a way Rantaro won't take it as the threat it could be? What do the notes say about the first, real, Sou Hiyori?]
Just to sweeten it, I'll tell you something he won't. The company with it's logo on the coffin, Asunaro? It ran death games. I'd be careful around anyone from it... like my namesake.
[And Ranger, but... he's not going to toss him completely under the bus. It's more a case of him potentially catching the shrapnel of this instead. Midori's just that much of a threat, in Shin's mind.]
Ah, but the words of a liar are hard to trust, right? Haha, just talking about trust is suspicious as well, isn't it? Sara and Alice were there, if you want to ask your own questions... like you said, you're not naive.
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amami's expression darkens significantly, as if a shadow is cast over his eyes, something bitter in his smile. )
Does this look like a death game to you? Or maybe you're trying to make it one.
( because as much as the context does make him bristle, and as much as his eyes harden at the words, the fact of the matter is that this situation is more complicated than that. he'll decide for himself who he wants to ally with, and who means best for him; he can discern that with his own judgment, which hasn't failed him yet. not as far as he knows. to pull at something that he knows amami trusts though, it reeks of trying to divide an enemy. plant suspicion to isolate someone, make them easier to control — make them turn their back on their allies. it's just not a flattering look no matter how you cut it.
seriously, has this kind of tactic worked for him in the past? 'cause it's not working now.
...
there's a long pause, and amami sighs, long and tired. )
Listen, if you hate it that much, pick a different name. I'm not calling you that when Hiyori-san is here too.
( seriously, it's not that deep. in fact, he would almost have to feel bad for shin if he weren't doing such a blatantly poor job of trying to twist amami's arm here. )
I'll make my own decisions about who I do and don't trust.
every single tag i write is me yelling SHIN, NO at the screen he did get a 15 tho
It literally has never worked... Shin just has no idea what does so back to the drawing board it is every time, tongue coated in tar. Why is it that this sort of thing does better in other people's mouths? He laughs again, and this time it's a sort of sharp, darkly amused bark.]
That's a flattering amount of power you think I have, Rantaro.
[Because 'I absolutely do not want to turn the school into the death game, the opposite in fact' isn't going to be believed at this point... the fact he literally cannot achieve this even if he wanted to still might be. He's extra miffed because the exams were pretty close to one and he did his best to save people from them.]
Hard to pick a different name when that's what I'm known by... I was here first, after all. Just call me Sou, then... that way there's no mixing us up.
[At least when it comes to Rantaro. From the sounds of it, he's already been in contact with Midori, too. Not good. But there's not much he can do about it at this point, in this conversation... maybe he should try to take Kaede aside about it. They know each other from school, right? As long as it's not traced back to him...]
Well, can't ask for more than that.
[As long as he's careful... if he's picked up on Shin's own nature, maybe he'll be fine? It's a warning, after all, Shin's got no power to reach into the levers of Rantaro's brain and make him heed it... as this entire conversation proves, really. How did it all go so wrong, so fast? At this point he's not sure if he can leave without being attacked... even as things seem to be cooling down a little.]
if this is shin's 15 i'm scared to see the 5 crying so hard for him rn
amami's expression is the deadpan look of somebody with whom a joke just didn't land, staring hollowly like if he just keeps doing it, maybe shin will realize his mistakes for a minute here. this is... painful. shin may have got here "first," but it's not like that means anything to amami, who met hiyori before this. and, you know, his eyes drop to the scarf momentarily, and everything just feels even weirder. )
And you have another name you can go by, which doesn't seem to be the case with Hiyori-san. Not to mention, trying to take a guy's name and his fashion sense is honestly a little...
( bootleg hiyori... like, is shin trying to steal his identity for real, for real? at least actual-hiyori was normal. )
I gave you my offer, so how about we take a rain check for today.
( it's phrased like another offer, but it's really more that amami's reaching the end of his rope here. this is... this is honestly not the kind of thing that he wants to waste his energy on. in fact, it feels childish to push so hard for it, and the audacity shin has to think that he gets the final say in this matter is...
another sigh, and amami's going to turn his back on shin. he's taking a step back to the table he was sitting at, gathering up his bag and the notebook he'd been flipping through, but he'll spare another sidelong glance in shin's direction before he actually moves to leave. )
I'll let you get back to me if you think of an alternative, Tsukimi-kun.
the five would have been him continuing to talk :' )
A little what, Rantaro? His fingers close in the handknit weave of Nene's scarf. There's nothing he can say about it that wouldn't make it worse. 'He was dead then' certainly wouldn't help. There's too much behind it that Shin still hasn't put in words to himself, let alone gotten to the point of spilling it on an effective stranger just to justify his accoutrements. There's no guarantee it wouldn't become just another knife in someone else's mouth.
It just... it just stings, like the surface of his heart's been sandpapered, and he's trying not to let his eyes bead up in frustration. Lots of people wear scarves. How's he to know that's the other Hiyori's real name? He could say those things too. He doesn't trust his throat right now.
He doesn't have another name he can go by... not on the spot with his ears filling with static, eyes on the walls on him and red pooling in the corners. It feels like he's been stripped of identity entirely, like Rantaro's unceremoniously ripped something off him and a thick layer of skin with it. He doesn't know who he is, only that they're feeling miserable.
He's silent as Rantaro packs his things and spares his glance... but when he turns and starts to leave it sends a galvanising jolt of panic through him, stumbling forward hand outstretched.]
W-wait! Just... don't tell anyone else! Use anything else to refer to me, whatever you want... 'Beanie Guy' if you have to. B-but... [He trails off. He doesn't have anything he can offer, any compelling reason Rantaro would accept.] Please.
[Most of him's shut down at this point. There's no thought in this. There's just something very small and very scared and panting clouded-eyed with a direct line to his heart.]
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there's a difference, after all, between drawing personal boundaries and being cruel. it's awkward when the former leads to a reaction equivalent to the latter. without the understanding into why they're in this situation in the first place, it feels out of left field; there's no reason he can think of for why an attachment to another person's name would be this serious. still... still, it's not like it was his intention to upset shin instead, just because he wasn't about to let himself be tread on. like this, it's hard for him to keep the steeled expression that isn't far from disdain on his features.
no, the discomfort is probably pretty visible here. )
Yeah... I'll try not to.
( he feels kind of bad, but... this also feels like something he shouldn't be seeing, so with that, he's going to go ahead and give shin his space. with a half-hearted sort of nod, he's just going to... take his leave. )
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Somehow, the discomfort is worse.]
...Okay.
[He can't think about anything, his head's a fuzz, emotions popping and sizzling into nothing, hand falling to his side. Between one blink and the next, Rantaro is gone. His back hurts... his chest hurts...]
Okay.
[He watches a shadow fail to form, blankly, cold fingers around his neck making it hard to swallow. He didn't even get to tell Rantaro about the lantern... it's small, miserable, and the closest thing he has to a coherent thought, so it keeps looping. He doesn't want to be here anymore.
He wanders in a daze for the rest of the day, until something snaps his dislocated name back into alignment, or simple sleep turns it off and on again.]