a mild history of violence. (open)

[dokkans]

Who: Baby Bonnie Hood, you, some pesky memories, and the forest.
What: A few "fun" flashbacks she's had across some of those 25 tally marks. Later, Bonnie goes to solve the mystery of the forest. Other stuff?
When: Throughout July, forest time starting July 20th.
Where: Around! Forest.
Warnings: The top-levels will have them, but just as a heads up: violence, blood, death, and extreme bullying. Shouldn't be more than that?



this artist is the best.
baby bonnie hood open post for the back half of july
open prompts for the first half of the month or any other memory things
she'll be in the forest for the last half, if your character's exploring
any other plotting stuff hmu at perpendicular

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one.

[dokkans]

[ It's lunch time again! Recently, Bonnie has taken to checking her locker first and foremost just to see if she's found any takers for her cause. So far it's been going about as well as she thought-- the occasional student would ask her about a friend being bullied or someone talking shit behind their back, and she's been happy enough to take whatever's offered and go deal with it. It mostly gets her snacks and occasionally a small bit of coin, but nothing too lucrative just yet.

She opens her locker, and a piece of paper falls out-- ]

[ She opens her locker, and a piece of paper falls out. More accurately, it looks like a letter. Bending down, she picks it up and reads it out loud. ]

"Baby Bonnie,

Please meet me on the roof. I really want to see you.

Love,
Your Secret Admirer."

[ She stares dumbfounded at the letter, considering it before outright laughing. ]

As if I'd ever consider seeing a coward like that! At least have the guts to come and say that to my face.

[ Crumpling up the paper, she keeps laughing and laughing-- ]

[ --And laughing, and laughing, until she catches herself. That was odd. She's still a bit giggly, unable to keep herself from chuckling a bit as she looks back at the piece of paper she picked up. Oh, just a doodle she drew in class. It's still cute! There's a little puppy, and the sun is smiling! ]

two. cw: violence, death

[dokkans]

[ Believe it or not, Bonnie actually likes being in the library! Most of it was trying to track down more information on the school and what life was like in the year 2000, but there were a lot of cute storybooks to read as well! Fairy tales, romance novels, action-horror comics, the works!

As she scans through the books, she stops at a thick tome-- ah, a good collection of stories! She picks it off of the shelf, looking at it back and forth and-- ]

[ The corner connects to the top of the other girl's head. She tries to push the blonde away, but she smacks her hand out of the way and brings the book down again, smashing it into her head again and again.

This is what she got for constantly messing with her. Making fun of her grandmother, telling her that she wasn't afraid of her. When she brings her caved in skull to those bitches she calls friends, maybe they'll take her seriously. Even as she cries, begs for her to stop, that book slams down again, and finally, she brings it down one more time-- ]

[ --and it collides with the shelf with a sickening vibration, causing her to drop it once the shock brings her back. She drops the book with a loud thud, and tries to calm herself down. The hell was that all about? She still feels furious, but she can't figure out why. Probably doesn't help that she winds up kicking that book across the floor. ]

three. cw: violence, blood, extreme bullying

[dokkans]

[ As the day wore down, B.B. really did start to get a bit tired. It was hard work putting on an act all day, especially when in some cases, the whole thing is just boring. There were always fun elements to this school: going on the clock tower adventure was one thing! But when it came down to it, nothing really gave her that rush quite like Darkhunting used to.

Still, like a good little girl, it was good to wash up before she had to go to sleep.

Which is why she headed to the restroom as the school started to empty out for the day. She'll wash her hands, wash her face, and then be on her way. Easy enough! She makes it to the restroom, and as she's going in, a group of girls walk out-- ]

[ Five, six of them. Catching Bonnie off guard, two holding her down on the bathroom tile while the others went to work. Punching. Kicking. Stomping. Her legs were bruised and broken as she felt another one's fist strike her face. One stands guard as the girls keep pummelling, slamming her head back against the floor.

One of the girls holding on voices her concern, asking if they've gone too far-- they might wind up killing her. To which the one knelt down in front of the hunter scoffs, wiping blood from her knuckles with her shirt. ]

"No one cares if a monster like her dies."

[ To which she stands up, telling them to make sure this girl doesn't struggle as she lifts her foot, a determined look on her face as she moves to smash it against, through the face of this monster-- ]

[ Causing Bonnie to wince, leading her to stumble back out of the bathroom. Out of breath, eyes wide as she stares at the door. She can't move-- her legs just refuse to work, and her head feels like it's splitting in two. She crawls with her arms to the wall to catch her breath, grimacing and growling as she tries to deal with the pain. She might die like this. It feels like she's going to. She has to do something, has to get someone's attention... ]

Somebody... Hey!

[ She refuses to say "help". It pisses her off too much right now. ]

[antitoxin]

[ it's around this time that hiyori returns back to his office, a small handkerchief in hand the color pink to add to a collection he's been putting together for awhile now. he doesn't believe he needs to do this, but he wants to, enough to pass the time for maple loved the idea of being treated like someone with respect. ah, how he'll miss her expressing the boundaries she has to others to the extent of almost killing them. for keeping him entertained, he decided that a few trinkets around her body would be more than enough. when she wakes up then she'll have so much to look through— cloth to wipe her tears, a camera to look through all the memories that hiyori has taken, and so on.

that was the plan as a hand reaches for the knob of his office until he notices bright red tumble out of the bathroom nearby, and it's a familiar hood that goes unmistakened.

he doesn't move yet, hand still touching the cold metal as he observes said behavior before him. what it is about this scene before him is that he's never compared it to a gesture made from bonnie, it's new, and as curious as he is, he slips the handkerchief into his pocket as he draws nearer.

a hand settles onto her shoulder, a gentle squeeze as he finds the girl unable to hold herself up, and he assists by placing his other hand against her waist. ]

Miss Bonnie, this is unlike you.

[ "are you okay?" happens to be a question unspoken, but with the way his voice outs his concern, she might as well follow suit with answering. she's a smart girl, but her expression is one that hiyori reads first and foremost before glancing into the bathroom. ]

If you need to lean against me for support, that's fine...

[ as a doctor, it's more than fine. ]

[dokkans]

[ Shit. Shit. Other expletives that she'd probably let loose if she were alone. Bonnie's frustration is as plain as the nose on her face as she scans over her body, over her clothes, idly placing a hand on her own face. It was unlike her, as she tried to keep her balance, stumbling slightly as she bites back her fury momentarily.

That dull pain still radiates through her body, but if they really thought that was all that was needed to fell a Darkhunter, they were wrong. ]

Wh...ere did they go?

[ She whispers it, difficult to speak too loud. Also, so that only Hiyori can hear the next part. ]

I'll kill them, I'll rip them apart--

[ Bonnie has no idea if the girls who did this are even still around, if they actually did this or what, but like hell she was going to let them get away with this. Real or fake, she wouldn't be happy until she tore their throats out. ]

forest. july 20th → august ????

[dokkans]

[ You are filled with determination.

Since it was accessible, Bonnie had been regularly looking through the forest to see what was out there. The occasional creature was always fun to come across and test her mettle against, but today, she wanted to see what was actually out there. The forest had to come to an end at some point. There had to be something interesting buried out there, something to make this entire ordeal worth it.

Not much, aside from one day, when she'd stepped on a blazer. Followed by snapping a pencil. Followed by her finding a treasure trove of notebooks, filled with... mundane bullshit. Like she gives a damn who loves who, or who's flunking what class, or anything like that. She had to keep going a bit more, stepping here and there before she finally caught a glimpse of a good one. One that explained why she wanted to get to the end of the forest.

Graduation.

And so, she flat out stops going to class for a bit. Then, once she's gathered enough supplies in her basket, discarded her school uniform, and dressed in her oh so comfortable, always familiar attire, she's on the edge between the school and the forest, and she gives the school a wave. ]

Goodbye, Yogen! Don't wait for me, okay? ♥

[ She might miss it, if it didn't piss her off the last couple of days. With that, it's time to start her long excursion through the forest. She'll be out there for a bit.

So hey, if you happen to be exploring and you see her out there... come say hi? ]