Knot
Hideyoshi
Location: Gym
With: Mostly everyone
With: Mostly everyone
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Kittymonk
The Crazy Cat Lady™
Shiori Hatoyama
Status: "Unsure"
With: Any/Everyone
The gym flooded with the coppery scent of blood, but Hatoyama wasn't immediately repulsed by the smell; so long as she avoided looking at it, she could avoid falling into hysterics again. Even still, it was a bad idea to stay in this gym for any longer. She watched a good number of people leave together on some sort of journey to follow Takuma, but she didn't feel very inclined to follow after them . If there was a chance that someone was planning to kill another person, it would be the best if she were alone, where the only person she would have to trust was herself. Maybe she could try to bank on how easily forgettable she always seemed to be...if she just slipped out and headed in a different direction than everyone else, who would know the difference, right? She couldn't be targeted if she didn't put herself out in the open where any potential killers could see her.
At the same time, though, she couldn't help but think that some variety of companionship would be welcome in a situation like this, if only to put her at ease somewhat. The group leaving to go to the kitchen seemed somewhat intimidating, considering its size, and she was likely to go unnoticed if she slipped into its ranks. Perhaps she could hope that she would run into someone as she embarked on a journey to look around the school a bit. It was a new place, after all, and getting a lay of the land would be a good idea if she didn't want to get herself lost later. Besides, she liked aimlessly wandering around; it might help her clear her mind and forget about what she just witnessed. Maybe she could search for some way out? It was unlikely that there was any straightforward way out and it was probable that doing anything too extreme would break a rule or two and get her into trouble, but she still had to try.
Kenshin Miyake
Status: "Nope"
With: Any/Everyone
Miyake knew that he couldn't say in the gym anymore once the walls started to ooze red blood. There was definitely no way that he was about to think too hard about that, no sirree. If a little cut could make him somewhat uncomfortable, imagining the sort of means used to gather this much blood would probably make him faint. He just needed to reassure himself that nothing bad was going to happen. These were nice people, right? The two people he'd met in the music room were nice enough, and even if there were some...well...loud people who spoke up during Monokumada's presentation, nobody seemed particularly dangerous. Well, past the girl with the guns and that one girl with the baseball bat, they seemed kind of terrifying. The only way to get rid of his fears would just be to interact with everyone, right? If he got to know them, he could convince himself for sure that nothing murder-y was bound to happen. Besides, speaking to people would do a lot to ease some of his stress. Sensing an opportunity when he saw a well-sized group of students leave in the same direction--towards the kitchen--he decided to join them. What could possibly go wrong, after all?
...Wait, don't think about the answer to that question. The chances that someone would take advantage of having this group all together in the kitchen and hurt them all were astronomically low...or so he hoped. "Hey, I'll go with you guys!" he announced, running to meet up with the group so he wouldn't have to stay in the bloody room any longer. He might look suspicious if he just trailed after the group quietly, after all.
Knot
Hideyoshi
[QUOTE="Blue Fire](guys i'm scared. I heard a what sounded like a gunshot and then a car speed off and it's was close to me.)
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Do you live in the ghetto or something?
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Do you live in the ghetto or something?
OnceDarkness
The Person Who Will Judge You Solely Based On Your
Yuina "Yu" Nakajima
Location: Transitioning to Kitchen
With: @oculusrefrain
(I'm starting to have a Yuina x Kenshin ship right now)
As Kenshin Miyake ran up to the group she couldn't help but notice a very ceery boy walk up to them, she gave him that look of death that your mother does when she doesn't approve of your new boyfriend/girlfriend. Yuina eyed him carefully, then smiled. "Better not lag behind, because if you do... I'll hit you with my baseball ba-, I mean..." She let out a laugh, "If you do then you'll be a rotten egg, duh!" It was always good to lighten up the mood with a few jokes, but hers probably would cause more fear than laughter.
Ammokkx
Here to deliver the token Loli.
Monokumada pointed out to Yaeger that he wouldn't last long after the first murder, but that wasn't enough to make him waver. Not yet, anyway. Not even videos of the outside, although he had to avert his eyes. Then came the speech from the kid's mouth. It drilled into everyone's head once more that they'd have to kill someone, preferably as brutal as possible, if they wanted to escape. "I... I said, I'll never-!" Yaeger tried to throw another rebuttal. But then a blood-like liquid started to pour from the walls. Yaeger's throat went dry and not a single word came out of his mouth. He rummaged through his hair with his hands, knocking down the goggles in the process. "Damnit... DAMNIT!" The boy tried desperately to contain his freakout, but to no avail. His breathing became more irregular. "I won't do it! I won't murder anyone! Not for you, not to escape, not even to save myself! It's too sick! TOO DAMN SICK!" He screamed in a panic, then rand out of the room with his head held down. He ran past the group going towards the kitchen and bolted up the stairs, honestly not caring where he's going to end up.
Ayu had quite a different reaction. Then again, judging by the recent events that came as a surprise to no-one. She managed to keep her cool still, even being a little bored as Monokumada gave his spiel. Sure, it was annoying he called her a midget but she didn't let it get to her. That's what he wants, after all. Funnily enough, she managed to get lost in thought again when the liquid started to trickle down from the walls. It made Ayu not notice that it was slowly trickling down, even down the wall she was leaning against. Then she felt something cold and sticky on her back. That feeling made her jolt back into reality, jumping away from the wall. She looked to see an imprint in the form of her back on it, surrounded by red gooey stuff. Ayu looked down at the sleeve of her T-Shirt, seeing it was also partially covered. "...eeeeew..." she meekly complained, looking back at Monokumada. Right in time to see Yaeger run out, too. "Give us a heads up next time! I dunno if I'll get these stains out now..." the small girl complained. Still, everyone of importance had pretty much left the room already. She should too. Ayu walked out cooly, appearing as if her stained shirt didn't bother her. It did, but she wasn't going to let it show. Her first order of business was looking for some place to do the laundry.
Ayu had quite a different reaction. Then again, judging by the recent events that came as a surprise to no-one. She managed to keep her cool still, even being a little bored as Monokumada gave his spiel. Sure, it was annoying he called her a midget but she didn't let it get to her. That's what he wants, after all. Funnily enough, she managed to get lost in thought again when the liquid started to trickle down from the walls. It made Ayu not notice that it was slowly trickling down, even down the wall she was leaning against. Then she felt something cold and sticky on her back. That feeling made her jolt back into reality, jumping away from the wall. She looked to see an imprint in the form of her back on it, surrounded by red gooey stuff. Ayu looked down at the sleeve of her T-Shirt, seeing it was also partially covered. "...eeeeew..." she meekly complained, looking back at Monokumada. Right in time to see Yaeger run out, too. "Give us a heads up next time! I dunno if I'll get these stains out now..." the small girl complained. Still, everyone of importance had pretty much left the room already. She should too. Ayu walked out cooly, appearing as if her stained shirt didn't bother her. It did, but she wasn't going to let it show. Her first order of business was looking for some place to do the laundry.
bababooye
Sauce of all Sauces
Takuma Takahashi
Location: On his way to the kitchen/ kitchen
Takuma looked past his right schouled and saw that group of people accumulated behind him. Of course, some people decided to stay in the gym. And there was that one boy that bolted past them and run up the stairs. Everyone is on the edge today. Out of the sudden, Takuma felt a hand on his shouler and heard a somewhat familiar voice. "You a bartender, eh?" He turned his head to the side to see that the person asking was Seth Ryder. "Yes, precisely. SHSL Bartender, Takuma Takahashi at your service." He bowed his head a little. "It will be a pleasure to serve you Mr.Ryder, if I can call you that. Should I call you by your real name? My younger brother is a big fan of yours. He will be delighted to hear that I met you." He smiled slightly. Doors to the kitchen were already in his reach so Takuma opened them widely and walked to the shelves to gather ingredients. He took out ten glasses and some ice from the freezer. With swift, almost undetectable motions, he started mixing everything. Hmmm.. This one bottle will only last for about 10 to 15 drinks. I need to use it sparingly. After some time ten beautiful drinks were situated at the kitchen table. "These ones on the left are non-alcoholic and these on the right have alcohol in them." He bowed deeply and took one of the alcoholic ones. "Cheers." He said and emptied the drink in one go.
Entarriance
Lamp Lord
After Monokumada's little outburst, the students seem to take crowd in the gently Bartender. Drinks? Are half of these people even legal to drink? It could be a good tactic to get everyone tipsy enough to do something, but with the trauma factor setting in, it probably wasn't his ulterior motive. He is a bartender after all, so at least that may be enough to calm a few anxiety-driven nerves. Left alone to come up with their own inferences, Chess' eyebrows knit together. There is no way that's what the outside looks like right now. Is it that placid and that reticent? The words of the old man didn't line up with what Monokumada had told them, and with his quick death, Monokumada definitely didn't want him to interrupt anything that they were setting up in this game. If that's the case, maybe that's not actually a shot from the outside. The school must be slightly beat, a broken window, anything? Are there not congregation outside or any sort of property damage? The Yakuza are not spies. They wouldn't leave the entire building undamaged if they wanted to get in.
Deciding not to associate themselves with the group already heading, Chess went to go investigate the rest of the rooms and what could they find about their environment at least.
"Matsuoka keep your head up."
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Chess Quest that you aren't required to read.
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Already, the gymnasium was well supplied with various sports equipment, as well as a platform stage. Steel bleachers sit on both sides of the court, meetings and announcements were most often held here. With the sports equipment, there was a good chance someone could find themselves hurt, or hurting others, solely in this room alone. It was large, and there was no limit to what they could do.
Turning their heel and walking out of the gym, Chess made sure to strain their hearing a little, to make sure that no one was following behind them. It wasn't anything that they weren't used to doing. On missions they always had to keep themselves overly perceptive to what was happening around them to make sure they don't lose sight of the unlucky victim and make sure they either stay hidden or camoflauged. The first room they came across was the trophy room. The only way you could go to the gym was through this room. There was a showcase displayed on the wall, displaying an array of trophies, plaques, and other historical paraphernalia. If accessed, the weight of the awards could also serve as a force of blunt trauma, or if the shelf could be pushed over. The fact that there were trophies in it meant that there definitely had been many classes pulled before like this in the past... or possibly, has this game ocurred multiply times? It was a possibility, but Chess was sure that if it happened even once outside of this situation, then the world would somehow be aware to it all and all. From what Chess could remember, all they remembered about the school were good in it's equally impressive prosperity. That's another page Chess could turn back to.
Passing by the doors to what appear to be restrooms, Chess briefly cringed. Oh boy.
Up next was Infirmary. Carefully pushing the door open, the room was hued in green as a row of medical beds lined the far left of the room. A small refrigerator sat on the right side. Making their way over, Chess opened it. Inside it was a stock of blood packs and medicines, if anyone really knew how to use it that is. Closing it, the Infirmary was a useful room, but Monokumada surely isn't going to help anyone that's just bleeding out. The more pain, the funner.
There was a student store...? What in hell were Monobear Coins??
Now, the main topic of interest Chess saw here was the Entrance Hall. The door was made of heavy iron, numerous buttons and locks placed on it. It looked like the entrance to some forbidden Military facility. There was a letterbox on the left handed side of the room, but from what Chess could examine, there wasn't anything in it. All there was was a rather peculiar set of indents, possibly matching that of the students. Did they recieve mail? No, of course they didn't. But there could be some other much more dark intention along with it.
Pushing open the next two doors, there was a cinematic screen up front, possibly a media center? There were DVD decks, CD playeres, Stereo systems, whatever some video editor's dream room was, this was it. There didn't seem to be anything else important about the room.
Coming across one of the classrooms, Chess took interest in the fact that the windows were absolutely bolted shut. Thick metal plates covered over both of the windows. And Chess was going to go attempt to open it. There was absolutely no reason Chess was even going to attempt to open the window, since there wasn't any point of doing so.
Those windows weren't ever going to open. But the queston was, why was it so heavily boarded? Why couldn't there be heavy iron bars, but still be enough sun in order to taunt them? Chess lived without seeing the sun for a majority of their life, and they just couldn't see the appeal in seeing the sunlight. Maybe others responded much more violently without seeing it? Drive them insane with the fact that the sun is gone? Personally, Chess' life imprisoned here would be much nicer than the life that they were previously living, serving as a tool for their father annd killing others as a way to live. Perhaps Matsuoka lived a similar lifestyle?
After all, he's in the same boat in terms of job and appearance.
The classrooms had school supplies on each desk, and few books on the teacher's desk as well. But simply standing in a room that someone could just lock right now made Chess anxious. Let's just hope that no one takes interest as well. So far, the place definitely was Hope's Peak. The classrooms and the floor plan out deemed it at so. But, this concept of Mutual Killing was another conundrum that had to be solved.
((I swear I'm writing up Mark's it's f i n e))
Dreamtique
Here Be Dragons
Hiro Micho & Aoi Yoko
Madness, everything was going mad in front of him, the helpless boy was starting to question his sanity as the wall around him starting to turn into blood red.
Peoples are leaving......
It was a wise choice after all, objection or attempts of all kind were bounded to be futile, in the worse case, it might even lead to a deadly back-fire, the fresh and bloody remains of the old man and the guns hanging around was enough to proof that.
Noticing that the little girl holding his hand was still starring at the lunatic like a souless doll, he decide to make his attempt in getting her attention again.
"H-Hey? Little girl."
As expected, there was no reply.
Michio noticed a small array of words, "Aoi Yoko" sewed near a little fold of the hoodie of the little girl.
"Um..Yoko?"
"H-Huh?!" The little girl jumped a little clumsily from shocked as she turned her head to look at Michio.
"B-Big brother?" Her eyes narrowed as she stared at Michio with those innocent eyes curiously.
"How do you know my name?"
"Urm..its on your hoodie." He gave the little girl a warm smile to hide the awkwardness that was starting to build up, he was not that good at socializing after all. But it would be too irrational for him to be her old-self in front of this little girl.
"Are you feeling...fine now?" Michio knelt down to Yoko's eye-level and patted her shoulder lightly, wanting to reassure that she was fine.
"Um. But I want to leave this place now......" Yoko's eyes rolled around insecurely as she spoke shyly.
"Hiro Michio. That's my name. Call me Michio." He looked into the little girl's eyes as he spoke.
"Let's get out of this place now......" Hiro get up again slowly, holding hands with the little girl he led the little girl out of the gym, following the group leaving the gym.
"Yes, Michio big brother."
The duo walked out of the gym slowly. Michio peek at the little girl's chubby face, pale, except for that there were no useful indication which would help him in guessing what was on her mind with the rather bland expression on her face, it was rather unusual to be honest, for a girl to be able to be that tough, for even he himself was emotionally scarred badly after witnessing such a brutal scene and all of those insane acts from the psychopath with a rather odd and anomaly standard in fashion...that's how a psychopath differs from normal person after all...Wait, we are off topic...
Thinking about how young this girl is, and how she was being forced to participate in this "murder game", the furious tsunami of anger, despair, and sadness soon flooded his mind.
How cruel...why would someone do something to a child..she's just a child...why...... Miciho frowned at the thought of that.
What should we do...we are all in danger now...even Yoko... But no one would actually kill anyone......
Right?
He turned his head and glanced around, he couldn't be sure of that, that is a cruel fact, but true.
There are literally all kinds of people here, you never know. Especially for those who are not kind looking...
The tall lady with dark blue hair flashed into his mind instantly.
He turned his head and sought for the trace of the lady.
He spotted her, again, not far away from behind him, starring right at her. The lady intentionally looked away as Michio turned at her.
Has she been...stalking... me?
WHY?
His heart pumped faster as he fasten his pace and tugged at Yoko's hand, trying to catch up with the rest of the group.
No...no...this is not good......
I might just became a...target...... Michio could feel a dreadful stinging sensation rushed down his whole body.
Mao Miki
"Well, looking at the bright side, at least they look cute, right? Hehe." The girl chuckled as she spoke in a upbeat manner.
"Oh! We can also have a party and get to know each other better! I bet it's going to be un-forgetable! Sounds good?" She leaped a little in excitement as she spoke.
Nothing seemed to be bothering this girl, not even with all the literally crazy and mad experiences filling up her mind.
The red-haired girl with maid costume spoke in a loud and cheerful manner, contrasting with their current situation completely, and her words didn't seem to get the attention of the crew at all, and the reason was obvious. Miki is one of those "exceptional individual" who could stay energetic and optimistic all the time despite how cruel reality turned out to be. Some people call her optimistic, and some may simply call her naive and childish, and both statements do not seem to hold the absolute truth.
"Ouu! Are you guys going out to explore? Wait for me~!" The girl bounced her way trying to follow the crowd leaving the gymnasium, beaming in pure delight.
Kyoko Aiko
Hiding near the gymnasium, she witness and heard everything about the murder game.
No...what the heck in this...I don't deserve this......
Her eyes was getting watery, she covered her mouth, trying hard to swallow the sound of her sobbing, petrified completely by fear.
When the group of strangers was starting to walked out of the gym, she snapped and recalled that she had to hide herself, she couldn't let anyone see her like this, she had a reputation to keep.
She rushed to a dark corner of the trophy room and tried to blend in with the darkness and hide her petite body from the sight of the crew, it was not a good hiding spot, but she don't really had much option.
She hold her breath, hoping that no one would spot her, exhaustion that she had been trying hard to ignore was starting to slowly take over her body.
"I need help...what should I do now......" She had lost almost all of her energy.
"Urg! I -hate- this! Why!?" She growled in anger internally, not understanding why she would end up in this crazy situation.
"Damn it...could things get any worse now..." She sighed and muttered lightly.
"Woah! Who's there! A surprise!? A mysterious friend! How exciting!"
Suddenly a loud and piercing voice broke the silence and the unpleasant atmosphere amid. Who else could it be......
The "maid" pressed her palm together in excitement and dashed straight towards her new discovery, like a miner spotted a diamond ore.
"S.H.I.T." Her eyes dilated, and she felt the muscle of her whole body tensed.
No...nonono...this is not real...this is not real...
The helpless lady closed her eye and pressed her head down with both of her arms, still clinging desperately to the pittance hope that she could still hide herself at this point with her fictitious believe.
"Hi there! Are you a new friend?" Miki grinned in a silly manner as she walked closer to the lady while Kyoko tried to cover her face and shunned away from the red-haired girl's sight.
"Wait...O.M.G!" Miki raised her voice and shouted again.
"We got a cute little clown here guys!!! Aww! How cute!" Miki said as she jumped around Kyoko and tried to have a closer look at her face.
Clown...what does she mean by clown...
"Wait, don't tell me your a cosplay enthusiast too! If you are we are to~tally gonna to be best friends! I absolutely lo~ve what you did with the clown makeup! It was certainly silly and adorable in the loveliest way possible!" She said as she cringed and shook her body in excitement.
"Well~well~ don't be shy come out and present yourself proudly! Come! Do it!" Miki said and dragged Kyoko out to face the crowd.
Clown...makeup...?
She smudged her hand against her face slowly with her trembling hand and examined it, on her hand was a thick layer of pigment.
Her face twitched, her mind went blank instantly. Her breath was starting to turn heavy and slowly more and more chaotic as she stared at the crowd with her clown face blankly and felt their stinging stare lancing at her, she was on the verge of a break down.
T-this...is a dream right? A nightmare...right? A nightmare...a nightmare...
Her body was starting to tremble as her fist tighten.
Hiro Michio & Aoi Yoko
The voice of the "maid" was too distracting to be ignored, Michio and Yoko both stopped by and to spectate.
A clown. It was a lady with vibrant and goofy clown make up applied all over her face.
Yoko stared at the "clown" for long and started to chuckle lowly with her mouth covered at how funny the "clown" look.
Michio too smile as he saw the little girl chuckled happily like a cheerful and care-free child should, it was a big relieve for him to see the little girl's smile., all thanks to the "clown".
Kyoko Aiko
"LET GO OF ME! YOU UGLY WEIRDO!" The lady unleashed a furious roar, sending echo throughout the school and pushed Miki away from her forcibly, sending her rolling on the ground.
Finally, the young lady couldn't stand the pressure and exploded in anger.
"Look a me. Look at me all you want...LAUGH, JUST LAUGH!!! I KNOW ALL OF YOU LOSERS WANT TO!!!" Her eyes dilated as she started resorting to hurling obscenity to the group staring at her.
"All of you are just jealous right, jealous at how pretty I am, how fabulous I look right, you all are jealous at me because you all are ugly losers who will never get to be as good looking as me!"
"And all of you with your low-born brain composed of those "filthy food" you eat which don't seem to differ much from what come out of your a-hole, you all want to prank me and laugh at me, you all want to humiliate me...RIGHT?!" Her reddish eyes widened.
"Just how pathetic all of you are......with that disgusting face of all of you, you all will be nothing compared to me...and that would never change!!! Never!!!"
"So...laugh...laugh all you want now, because after this you all will not be able to because all of you ugly pathetic losers have nothing to be proud of or be happy of in you life! Hwahwahwa!!! Always remember that you all will never, no one, will ever be better than me."
"Hey...Laugh...keep laughing why do all of you stopped. Huh? LAUGH!!!"
"You." Kyoko tuned to Yoko and locked her eyes on her.
"You want to laugh at how silly and funny I look right?! Huh? Now laugh...LAUGH...WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!!!"
Kyoko walked closer and closer to the little girl, and was about to make a move.
"JUST SHUT YOUR FREAKING MOUTH ALREADY!!!"
"N-no wait!!!"
It all happened in a split second, Michio jumped right between Kyoko and a punch flying toward her, becoming a human-shield, recieving a punch right on his face.
Michio fell onto the ground from the strong impulse, moaning from the excruciating pain.
"Arg!!! That...hurts......"
"M-Michio big brother!!! Are you all right!?" Yoko dashed towards Michio asking helplessly with a concerned look on her face.
Holding the pain, he peeked at the person who sent him down in merely one punch. It was the tall lady.
Tanaka Rin
"Tsk! Why do you get in my way?!" The lady stared at Michio with an intimidating stare on her face.
Michio was left frozen by fear, her eyes were like a bottomless abyss of despair and death, he could feel death radiating from the lady, she is no doubt a dangerous one......
"This is merely a warning...if I want to I can end you and flatten that "pretty" face of you in one punch......" Rin slowly made her way, approaching Kyoko step by step slowly as if a predator trying to play with its helpless prey.
"You better get out of my sight before it's I get impatient. If you dare to open you mouth again..."
"Get away from m-!"
Koyoko made a sudden and swift swing of her hand, trying to attack the tall lady that was getting closer and closer to her, but her hand fell right into Rin's grip almost instantly with ease, Kyoko don't stand a chance at all when facing the lady with the title of "Ultimate Gangster", Rin was able to make Kyoko's attempt to assult as foolish as a child's play.
"Last warning......" Rin spoke with a deep tone, staring down at the lady.
Kyoko couldn't hide her fear, the cold sweat forming on her forehead and her trembling legs were the proofs of that.
"I get it now......"
"Killing game right?! Funny? You all like this prank right? OKAY!!! FINE!!! I WILL PLAY WITH YOU GUYS!!! I WILL PLAY THIS MURDER GAME!!! AND I WILL WIN!!!"
"I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU!!! ALL!!!"
"ALL OF YOU!!!!!!"
"JUST WAIT!!! LOSER!!! LOSER!!!LOSER!!!" She screamed furiously as she ran off from the scene.
@Everyone who is around or came to watch the commotion.
Madness, everything was going mad in front of him, the helpless boy was starting to question his sanity as the wall around him starting to turn into blood red.
Peoples are leaving......
It was a wise choice after all, objection or attempts of all kind were bounded to be futile, in the worse case, it might even lead to a deadly back-fire, the fresh and bloody remains of the old man and the guns hanging around was enough to proof that.
Noticing that the little girl holding his hand was still starring at the lunatic like a souless doll, he decide to make his attempt in getting her attention again.
"H-Hey? Little girl."
As expected, there was no reply.
Michio noticed a small array of words, "Aoi Yoko" sewed near a little fold of the hoodie of the little girl.
"Um..Yoko?"
"H-Huh?!" The little girl jumped a little clumsily from shocked as she turned her head to look at Michio.
"B-Big brother?" Her eyes narrowed as she stared at Michio with those innocent eyes curiously.
"How do you know my name?"
"Urm..its on your hoodie." He gave the little girl a warm smile to hide the awkwardness that was starting to build up, he was not that good at socializing after all. But it would be too irrational for him to be her old-self in front of this little girl.
"Are you feeling...fine now?" Michio knelt down to Yoko's eye-level and patted her shoulder lightly, wanting to reassure that she was fine.
"Um. But I want to leave this place now......" Yoko's eyes rolled around insecurely as she spoke shyly.
"Hiro Michio. That's my name. Call me Michio." He looked into the little girl's eyes as he spoke.
"Let's get out of this place now......" Hiro get up again slowly, holding hands with the little girl he led the little girl out of the gym, following the group leaving the gym.
"Yes, Michio big brother."
The duo walked out of the gym slowly. Michio peek at the little girl's chubby face, pale, except for that there were no useful indication which would help him in guessing what was on her mind with the rather bland expression on her face, it was rather unusual to be honest, for a girl to be able to be that tough, for even he himself was emotionally scarred badly after witnessing such a brutal scene and all of those insane acts from the psychopath with a rather odd and anomaly standard in fashion...that's how a psychopath differs from normal person after all...Wait, we are off topic...
Thinking about how young this girl is, and how she was being forced to participate in this "murder game", the furious tsunami of anger, despair, and sadness soon flooded his mind.
How cruel...why would someone do something to a child..she's just a child...why...... Miciho frowned at the thought of that.
What should we do...we are all in danger now...even Yoko... But no one would actually kill anyone......
Right?
He turned his head and glanced around, he couldn't be sure of that, that is a cruel fact, but true.
There are literally all kinds of people here, you never know. Especially for those who are not kind looking...
The tall lady with dark blue hair flashed into his mind instantly.
He turned his head and sought for the trace of the lady.
He spotted her, again, not far away from behind him, starring right at her. The lady intentionally looked away as Michio turned at her.
Has she been...stalking... me?
WHY?
His heart pumped faster as he fasten his pace and tugged at Yoko's hand, trying to catch up with the rest of the group.
No...no...this is not good......
I might just became a...target...... Michio could feel a dreadful stinging sensation rushed down his whole body.
Mao Miki
"Well, looking at the bright side, at least they look cute, right? Hehe." The girl chuckled as she spoke in a upbeat manner.
"Oh! We can also have a party and get to know each other better! I bet it's going to be un-forgetable! Sounds good?" She leaped a little in excitement as she spoke.
Nothing seemed to be bothering this girl, not even with all the literally crazy and mad experiences filling up her mind.
The red-haired girl with maid costume spoke in a loud and cheerful manner, contrasting with their current situation completely, and her words didn't seem to get the attention of the crew at all, and the reason was obvious. Miki is one of those "exceptional individual" who could stay energetic and optimistic all the time despite how cruel reality turned out to be. Some people call her optimistic, and some may simply call her naive and childish, and both statements do not seem to hold the absolute truth.
"Ouu! Are you guys going out to explore? Wait for me~!" The girl bounced her way trying to follow the crowd leaving the gymnasium, beaming in pure delight.
Kyoko Aiko
Hiding near the gymnasium, she witness and heard everything about the murder game.
No...what the heck in this...I don't deserve this......
Her eyes was getting watery, she covered her mouth, trying hard to swallow the sound of her sobbing, petrified completely by fear.
When the group of strangers was starting to walked out of the gym, she snapped and recalled that she had to hide herself, she couldn't let anyone see her like this, she had a reputation to keep.
She rushed to a dark corner of the trophy room and tried to blend in with the darkness and hide her petite body from the sight of the crew, it was not a good hiding spot, but she don't really had much option.
She hold her breath, hoping that no one would spot her, exhaustion that she had been trying hard to ignore was starting to slowly take over her body.
"I need help...what should I do now......" She had lost almost all of her energy.
"Urg! I -hate- this! Why!?" She growled in anger internally, not understanding why she would end up in this crazy situation.
"Damn it...could things get any worse now..." She sighed and muttered lightly.
"Woah! Who's there! A surprise!? A mysterious friend! How exciting!"
Suddenly a loud and piercing voice broke the silence and the unpleasant atmosphere amid. Who else could it be......
The "maid" pressed her palm together in excitement and dashed straight towards her new discovery, like a miner spotted a diamond ore.
"S.H.I.T." Her eyes dilated, and she felt the muscle of her whole body tensed.
No...nonono...this is not real...this is not real...
The helpless lady closed her eye and pressed her head down with both of her arms, still clinging desperately to the pittance hope that she could still hide herself at this point with her fictitious believe.
"Hi there! Are you a new friend?" Miki grinned in a silly manner as she walked closer to the lady while Kyoko tried to cover her face and shunned away from the red-haired girl's sight.
"Wait...O.M.G!" Miki raised her voice and shouted again.
"We got a cute little clown here guys!!! Aww! How cute!" Miki said as she jumped around Kyoko and tried to have a closer look at her face.
Clown...what does she mean by clown...
"Wait, don't tell me your a cosplay enthusiast too! If you are we are to~tally gonna to be best friends! I absolutely lo~ve what you did with the clown makeup! It was certainly silly and adorable in the loveliest way possible!" She said as she cringed and shook her body in excitement.
"Well~well~ don't be shy come out and present yourself proudly! Come! Do it!" Miki said and dragged Kyoko out to face the crowd.
Clown...makeup...?
She smudged her hand against her face slowly with her trembling hand and examined it, on her hand was a thick layer of pigment.
Her face twitched, her mind went blank instantly. Her breath was starting to turn heavy and slowly more and more chaotic as she stared at the crowd with her clown face blankly and felt their stinging stare lancing at her, she was on the verge of a break down.
T-this...is a dream right? A nightmare...right? A nightmare...a nightmare...
Her body was starting to tremble as her fist tighten.
Hiro Michio & Aoi Yoko
The voice of the "maid" was too distracting to be ignored, Michio and Yoko both stopped by and to spectate.
A clown. It was a lady with vibrant and goofy clown make up applied all over her face.
Yoko stared at the "clown" for long and started to chuckle lowly with her mouth covered at how funny the "clown" look.
Michio too smile as he saw the little girl chuckled happily like a cheerful and care-free child should, it was a big relieve for him to see the little girl's smile., all thanks to the "clown".
Kyoko Aiko
"LET GO OF ME! YOU UGLY WEIRDO!" The lady unleashed a furious roar, sending echo throughout the school and pushed Miki away from her forcibly, sending her rolling on the ground.
Finally, the young lady couldn't stand the pressure and exploded in anger.
"Look a me. Look at me all you want...LAUGH, JUST LAUGH!!! I KNOW ALL OF YOU LOSERS WANT TO!!!" Her eyes dilated as she started resorting to hurling obscenity to the group staring at her.
"All of you are just jealous right, jealous at how pretty I am, how fabulous I look right, you all are jealous at me because you all are ugly losers who will never get to be as good looking as me!"
"And all of you with your low-born brain composed of those "filthy food" you eat which don't seem to differ much from what come out of your a-hole, you all want to prank me and laugh at me, you all want to humiliate me...RIGHT?!" Her reddish eyes widened.
"Just how pathetic all of you are......with that disgusting face of all of you, you all will be nothing compared to me...and that would never change!!! Never!!!"
"So...laugh...laugh all you want now, because after this you all will not be able to because all of you ugly pathetic losers have nothing to be proud of or be happy of in you life! Hwahwahwa!!! Always remember that you all will never, no one, will ever be better than me."
"Hey...Laugh...keep laughing why do all of you stopped. Huh? LAUGH!!!"
"You." Kyoko tuned to Yoko and locked her eyes on her.
"You want to laugh at how silly and funny I look right?! Huh? Now laugh...LAUGH...WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!!!"
Kyoko walked closer and closer to the little girl, and was about to make a move.
"JUST SHUT YOUR FREAKING MOUTH ALREADY!!!"
"N-no wait!!!"
It all happened in a split second, Michio jumped right between Kyoko and a punch flying toward her, becoming a human-shield, recieving a punch right on his face.
Michio fell onto the ground from the strong impulse, moaning from the excruciating pain.
"Arg!!! That...hurts......"
"M-Michio big brother!!! Are you all right!?" Yoko dashed towards Michio asking helplessly with a concerned look on her face.
Holding the pain, he peeked at the person who sent him down in merely one punch. It was the tall lady.
Tanaka Rin
"Tsk! Why do you get in my way?!" The lady stared at Michio with an intimidating stare on her face.
Michio was left frozen by fear, her eyes were like a bottomless abyss of despair and death, he could feel death radiating from the lady, she is no doubt a dangerous one......
"This is merely a warning...if I want to I can end you and flatten that "pretty" face of you in one punch......" Rin slowly made her way, approaching Kyoko step by step slowly as if a predator trying to play with its helpless prey.
"You better get out of my sight before it's I get impatient. If you dare to open you mouth again..."
"Get away from m-!"
Koyoko made a sudden and swift swing of her hand, trying to attack the tall lady that was getting closer and closer to her, but her hand fell right into Rin's grip almost instantly with ease, Kyoko don't stand a chance at all when facing the lady with the title of "Ultimate Gangster", Rin was able to make Kyoko's attempt to assult as foolish as a child's play.
"Last warning......" Rin spoke with a deep tone, staring down at the lady.
Kyoko couldn't hide her fear, the cold sweat forming on her forehead and her trembling legs were the proofs of that.
"I get it now......"
"Killing game right?! Funny? You all like this prank right? OKAY!!! FINE!!! I WILL PLAY WITH YOU GUYS!!! I WILL PLAY THIS MURDER GAME!!! AND I WILL WIN!!!"
"I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU!!! ALL!!!"
"ALL OF YOU!!!!!!"
"JUST WAIT!!! LOSER!!! LOSER!!!LOSER!!!" She screamed furiously as she ran off from the scene.
@Everyone who is around or came to watch the commotion.
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Entarriance
Lamp Lord
"MARK BARTON"
Mark blankly stared among the crowd, before the site of blood drove him over the edge. Starting to laugh again, he desperately gripped his hand over his mouth, as if trying to pry his jaw out. People moved and shifted about him in a blur, though there seemed to be a lot of commotion among the area. It seems that the desperation had reached many, of course, seemingly disregarding Chess and a few other unphazed individuals, with the young lady who stood up against the child included in that. If you couldn't be phased by that, you must have had to live some hard life to not feel a thing. Taking deep breathe, he managed to compose himself... until a popular young model would shout out in utter despair.
"I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU!!! ALL!!!"
"ALL OF YOU!!!!!!"
"JUST WAIT!!! LOSER!!! LOSER!!!LOSER!!!"
Even Mark flinched at the woman's frigid tone. A part of him was well aware that this would be fun, seeing how quickly people were to break down under the situation. The model seemed to be grief-strucken, going as far as to try and assault someone right there and then. But another part of Mark was very aware of the reality of their situation, and how susceptible to death that many may seem right now. Getting up, he quickly charged after the model who left quickly in a scamper. Perhaps simply by chasing after her, he was showing vulnerability. But it would be to easy to suspect her, so it wouldn't mean a thing
"Oi, wait! Hey, calm down! Heeyy!"
It didn't take a long time for Mark to finally catch up with her. There were tons of situations where he had to run. While it wasn't his specialty, there were probably plenty of much more fit people who could outspeed him, he definitely had enough in him to run to try and catch up with her. Upon doing so, he quickly grabbed her by the shoulders, violently shaking her.
"Ya gotta chill las. Snap outta it! Hello! Hello! Testing, testing, someone in there!?!"
Location: Gym > Chasing after Kyoko
Lady Midnight
Ultimate Pun Queen
~ Sehema Rijinder ~
- SHSL Archer -
"Ugh....Peasants...."
Location:Hallway of the first floor
Walking from the gym, Sehema heard the commotion from behind her and tried to see what was happening. The sight of Kyoko running towards her direction didn't phase her, especially when Mark grabbed her and started shaking her. "It's sad how little it takes to make the weak break. I wouldn't take her measly threats so seriously," She said loud enough for Mark and Kyoko to hear before walking further into the hallway. In a way, staying with the big group would have been the smartest option in terms of staying safe, but that would mean just accepting their situation and waiting in paranoia. Investigating the school was the best bet right now so she began roaming the school.
As she silently walked through the hallways, she found several empty classrooms. All of which had their windows bolted shut and a camera and monitor inside. What sort of prestigious school would need to bolt their windows after a Yakuza attack?
She though to herself as she walked into what seemed to be where the dorms were. It seemed that everyone had a room assigned to them, as assigned by little pixel icons of themselves. Sehema quickly found her's and gently opened the door to look inside. It was a small room, well small compared to her room back at home. The bed was a decent size with the windows bolted shut just like the ones from the classroom. She really didn't feel the need to lay down and closed her door and headed to the kitchen. As she was about to make a turn, she thought she sensed someone nearby. Normally, she would have ignored it but given the circumstances she decided to make sure.
"I don't know if anyone is following me. If you are, make yourself known rather than hiding in the shadows."
@Kiseichu @Dreamtique @Entarriance
Dreamtique
Here Be Dragons
Kyoko Aiko
"Let me go!!! Arg!!!" Kyoko struggled and tried to push the man's hand away with her trembling and sticky hand, but she could merely even move his hand, she didn't have any energy left in her.
"LET! ME! GO!" The helpless lady could do nothing besides screaming with her horse voice, tears was rolling in her reddish eyes
It doesn't took long before the lady broke into tears.
She is just a mere lady after all. No more, no less.
"You still want to laugh at me right!!!?? Huh!!??"
"You cruel and worthless losers, are you happy with your prank now...? *Sniff*Urg..."
"Please...stop this..don't look at me anymore...I beg you......"
The sobbing and whining continued, and slowly worsen as she tried to wipe away the clown makeup on her face desperately with both of her hands.
[Hygiene tips: Remember to wash you hands. She just bathed in a pile of rubbish.]
@Entarriance
"Let me go!!! Arg!!!" Kyoko struggled and tried to push the man's hand away with her trembling and sticky hand, but she could merely even move his hand, she didn't have any energy left in her.
"LET! ME! GO!" The helpless lady could do nothing besides screaming with her horse voice, tears was rolling in her reddish eyes
It doesn't took long before the lady broke into tears.
She is just a mere lady after all. No more, no less.
"You still want to laugh at me right!!!?? Huh!!??"
"You cruel and worthless losers, are you happy with your prank now...? *Sniff*Urg..."
"Please...stop this..don't look at me anymore...I beg you......"
The sobbing and whining continued, and slowly worsen as she tried to wipe away the clown makeup on her face desperately with both of her hands.
[Hygiene tips: Remember to wash you hands. She just bathed in a pile of rubbish.]
@Entarriance
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Oculus Refrain
The Family Disapointment
???? Tokishio Hiroko
Hiroko silently followed along with the group to the kitchen. There wasn't much she could say really, everyone else seemed pretty chummy with each other, it was best not to butt in.
Reaching the kitchen, she plopped down in a chair with her head hanging back. "Wakaya bidan..." She said with a loud sigh. It took her a few moments to realize that she had fallen back onto the tongue she spoke with back home in Okinawa. Her family was rooted in their Ryukyuan traditions. For her, being Ryukyuan (Okinawan) came before being Japanese.
Kittymonk
The Crazy Cat Lady™
Shiori Hatoyama
Status: "In her own mind"
With: @oculusrefrain [/center]
Miyake smiled a bit awkwardly at Yuina's joke; that's all it could be, after all. He was sure that if it were a real threat, she wouldn't have made it in front of so many people. Even still, it made him just a little bit uncomfortable. "Uhm, yeah! I'll keep up." he agreed, feeling a lot more socially awkward than usual. That was normal considering the circumstances, but he wished it wasn't. It just keeps reminding him that things aren't normal and that's the only reason he's talking to these people. This baseball player seemed nice, if not a little scary, though. Maybe he really didn't have anything to worry about.
The group eventually reached the kitchen, where the bartender made some drinks for everyone; some alcoholic, some non-alcoholic. While Miyake had definitely had alcohol before and could hold it fairly well, he wasn't sure that now was the time for that. He still wasn't sure that he trusted anyone in this school enough to be drunk around them. He needed a drink, though, so he took one of the non-alcoholic ones after thanking the bartender for serving them. His throat was beginning to get dry, considering all of the horrible things he'd seen that had terrified him not long ago, so a drink would go a long way to help him calm down.
(Yuina X Kenshin. Oh my god, now I ship it too. xD )
Miika
Kanda is my bae
Munakata-san
It all happened in a blur. The yelling, the knife carving words into her arm, getting tossed into a strange room. Her body was tense and all the girl could see was red. she was half unconscious but could still hear. the echo in the room reminded her of a kitchen. Kitchen. it was a kitchen. As she came to, she felt a knife piercing her right hand. she freaked out, panicking, trying to pull away from the wall.
Her body was weak. she had lost too much blood. she went totally limp, passing out again. The visions she was having were awful. The torture was almost to much for her at some points. it had resulted in gaps in her memories. It was hard for her to remember the whole two years before she was thrown into the death game.
"this is what you get for disobeying. beware"
she had been sent for a warning. not dead, but nearly.
"is...anybody there...?"
as she felt around with her uninjured hand, she realized it wasn't a kitchen. A bedroom? no. A kitchen? no. A classroom? maybe she couldn't see. she pulled her hand off the wall, putting the bloody hand to her face. of course there was a blindfold. she tried to push herself to her feet. It was a classroom. She staggered to a desk and sat. Her head was starting to swirl. The drugs were catching up to her. she laid her head on a desk, closing her eyes agian.
"IS THERE ANYONE HERE?" she said louder.
(More character exposition than anything)
It all happened in a blur. The yelling, the knife carving words into her arm, getting tossed into a strange room. Her body was tense and all the girl could see was red. she was half unconscious but could still hear. the echo in the room reminded her of a kitchen. Kitchen. it was a kitchen. As she came to, she felt a knife piercing her right hand. she freaked out, panicking, trying to pull away from the wall.
Her body was weak. she had lost too much blood. she went totally limp, passing out again. The visions she was having were awful. The torture was almost to much for her at some points. it had resulted in gaps in her memories. It was hard for her to remember the whole two years before she was thrown into the death game.
"this is what you get for disobeying. beware"
she had been sent for a warning. not dead, but nearly.
"is...anybody there...?"
as she felt around with her uninjured hand, she realized it wasn't a kitchen. A bedroom? no. A kitchen? no. A classroom? maybe she couldn't see. she pulled her hand off the wall, putting the bloody hand to her face. of course there was a blindfold. she tried to push herself to her feet. It was a classroom. She staggered to a desk and sat. Her head was starting to swirl. The drugs were catching up to her. she laid her head on a desk, closing her eyes agian.
"IS THERE ANYONE HERE?" she said louder.
(More character exposition than anything)
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Kiseichu
Parasyte
Alouette Martel
Location: Stalking Sehema --> Kitchen --> Exploring
With: @DaniBot @Kitmo the Kittymonk @Schwagnatt
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Alouette clenched her teeth before dropping her parasol and leaving. Her target was more observant than she thought, but she'll get her eventually. She made her way to the kitchen where a bartender was serving drinks, both alcoholic and non alcoholic. A hand reached for one of the non alcoholic drinks, the girl gulped it down quickly before leaving the kitchen to explore the rest of the school. In the case of a murder, it is always best to know your surroundings.
"What an odd school, it almost looks like a crime scene."
Attachments
Ammokkx
Here to deliver the token Loli.
Yaeger had ran far. Ran very far. He'd dashed up about three flights of stair in panic, now collapsed onto the floor of the music venue on floor 4. Hell, he didn't even know it was that. The boy's vision was blurry, not from exhaustion but from tears. Here he was, stuck inside Hope's peak, a school he'd admired so much... Only to have to actually murder his classmates! What kind twisted mind would... would...! Yaeger couldn't take it at all, rolling onto his stomach and punching the floor once. "I won't do it... I-I won't!" The boy tried desperately to reassure himself. Everyone here was... Great... He couldn't do it. He just couldn't. Yaeger picked himself up off of the floor after a minute or two of self-loathing. He wasn't going to let it get to him any more.
Drawing a deep and heavy breath, Yaeger exited the venue and started to aimlessly wander. He was on a higher up floor now, anyway, so he might as well see what's there. He didn't bother to check most of the rooms, only stopping to look into an empty classroom and eventually the Chemistry lab. Normally the boy would be ecstatic by such a discovery but his previous panic had left him drained of energy. Still, it was good to keep in mind. The boy decided to enter, wanting to see what he could find in there at least.
Meanwhile, Ayu had been checking every door on the first floor. She'd seen a lot of the students who were also exploring on her way but didn't bat an eye at them, considering her target location was more important. The small girl was feverishly out to find that laundry room. Luckily for her she managed to find it eventually, even though it was a bit of a struggle. Victory goes to the smallest fish, for once. The girl snuck into the room and made sure to double-check nobody was in there. There wasn't. She sighed in partial relief, but Ayu wasn't able to rest yet. She had to find a way to lock this room so nobody could get in until she was finished. So, the girl started to search every nook and cranny of the rom
Drawing a deep and heavy breath, Yaeger exited the venue and started to aimlessly wander. He was on a higher up floor now, anyway, so he might as well see what's there. He didn't bother to check most of the rooms, only stopping to look into an empty classroom and eventually the Chemistry lab. Normally the boy would be ecstatic by such a discovery but his previous panic had left him drained of energy. Still, it was good to keep in mind. The boy decided to enter, wanting to see what he could find in there at least.
Meanwhile, Ayu had been checking every door on the first floor. She'd seen a lot of the students who were also exploring on her way but didn't bat an eye at them, considering her target location was more important. The small girl was feverishly out to find that laundry room. Luckily for her she managed to find it eventually, even though it was a bit of a struggle. Victory goes to the smallest fish, for once. The girl snuck into the room and made sure to double-check nobody was in there. There wasn't. She sighed in partial relief, but Ayu wasn't able to rest yet. She had to find a way to lock this room so nobody could get in until she was finished. So, the girl started to search every nook and cranny of the rom
Lady Midnight
Ultimate Pun Queen
~ Sehema Rijinder ~
- SHSL Archer -
"Ugh....Peasants...."
Location:Dorms to the kitchen
With: @Schwagnatt and whoever is around.
Sehema stood still waiting for someone to reveal themselves, but to no avail. After a while, the feeling that she got slowly went away allowing her to take a deep exhale. She was relieved to be by herself, but the thought of someone following her didn't sit too well with her. It wouldn't do too well to dwell on it now, but she would have to deal with it if the problem arose again. The blonde archer sighed before walking off investigating more of the dorms and first floor. Once she finished investigating the dorms, she felt her neck becoming quite dry. More than likely from the screaming that she had done earlier. It would be a good idea if she went to the kitchen for some sort of refreshment. Not to mention that she couldn't remember when she last ate.
Walking into the kitchen, her eyes immediately went to the large group hovering over the bartender, Takuma was his name? She waltzed over to the side where the alcoholic drinks were and picked up one. As the glass touched her lips, the smell of alcohol hit her nose. Would they get in trouble for drinking this time of stuff? The most Sehema had ever drunk was a little glass of wine at her father's business functions, but that was it. She downed the drink quickly and set the cup gently on the counter and looked at Takuma. "I'd like a cup of earl grey tea please. Two honeys and stirred well. You're a bartender so that should be quite easy for you." Her smile suggested that it was a request, but the way her statement came out suggested that it was a demand.
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Miika
Kanda is my bae
As time went on, aiko's pain faded. She sat up, actually assessing her surroundings. It was a classroom. Why she had thought it was a kitchen, she didn't know. Her head still hurt, but she was more worried about the trauma to her arm. She took off her tie, wrapping her arm tightly. She set off and started looking around, still trembling. Who ever had done this wanted to send a message. That they were not to be trifled with. Her stomach growled.
"Kitchen..."
The girl staggered through the halls. Her head still spinning. "Is...there anyone...here...?"
(Hope this is better)
"Kitchen..."
The girl staggered through the halls. Her head still spinning. "Is...there anyone...here...?"
(Hope this is better)
Ibuki
Born to Blood
Arisu Sequenzia
Location: Transition in Progress // Third Floor - Near Art Room
Slightly shuddering and shaking the thought aside, the artist stuffed her PDA back into her jacket pocket, pulled up her floppy rabbit hood, enough to cover part of her eyes, and began walking, somehow able to make her way around with the things she could've seen.
Seeing how most others were still on the first floor, she ascended up the staircase to the other floors, deciding to spend her time exploring the school instead, the higher levels in particular. There were probably several others choosing the same exploration route, anyway, so she wouldn't have been surprised if she were to see other students.
The second floor appeared to harbor a large library, indoor pool, changing rooms, and classrooms. She wasn't in the mood for reading, and the thought of the activity sounded rather boring at that moment. She didn't feel like swimming, either, though it wasn't the time for that, nor did she have a bathing suit, anyway. The change room was also unnecessary, so she ascended another flight of stairs to the third floor.
The third floor looked quite more promising than the previous. She glanced into several of the rooms, making out the recreational room, storage rooms, physics lab, more classrooms, and most glorious of all-- an art room. Arisu excitedly peered through the small, transparent window on the door, pulling up her hood slightly to get a better look, attempting to glance into the art room and its contents, curious as to what could've been in there, and practically distracted from the rest of her surroundings.
'Finally~ How interesting. Maybe something nice could be found here?'
Zavier Satou
Location: Transition in Progress // First Floor - Dormitory Area
After the main crowd had dissipated and flooded out of the gymnasium, Zavier took his time to slowly exit, continuing to cover his mouth from the unpleasant aura and fragrance from the gym. He was in no mood to chat, much less befriend others.
His cynical thoughts had only lead him to believe that everybody was selfish, and that alliances were pointless, as everybody only had the desire to backstab each other. He had no intention of taking part in such things, like teamwork, if it'd only lead to his bitter demise.
The butler's original intention was to head to the kitchen to cook and calm himself with the activity, so that he'd feel slightly more at ease in the murder environment. However, as the large group appeared to be heading that way, he scrapped the idea, preferring to avoid as many people as possible. Large groups just weren't for him.
Instead, he slowly ambled to the dormitory area. When he arrived, he'd notice several individuals lingering around, though they didn't seem like much of a threat. He finally pulled out his PDA, clicking it on and pressing around the buttons, waiting it for load before testing it on his own dorm room, glancing around the character sprites until he found his.
Location: Transition in Progress // Third Floor - Near Art Room
Arisu merely observed as the vast majority began fleeing the gymnasium, most seeming to have followed the SHSL Bartender out to the kitchen area. She glanced around at those remaining, and at the blood trickling down the walls. She recalled the video of sunshine and cheerful children playing around, though she didn't have much to long for. It was unnecessary for her to "steal the sunshine" from others, as she had much preferred precipitation, like rain and snow. Literal interpretations aside, she decided to depart from the congregation, as there wasn't anything else to be announced. The blood on the walls was an eerie sight, though it could've potentially served as a theme and motivation to draw later on. Except, it was fairly creepy and unnerving, considering the events that had just transpired, involving the death of an old man.
Slightly shuddering and shaking the thought aside, the artist stuffed her PDA back into her jacket pocket, pulled up her floppy rabbit hood, enough to cover part of her eyes, and began walking, somehow able to make her way around with the things she could've seen.
Seeing how most others were still on the first floor, she ascended up the staircase to the other floors, deciding to spend her time exploring the school instead, the higher levels in particular. There were probably several others choosing the same exploration route, anyway, so she wouldn't have been surprised if she were to see other students.
The second floor appeared to harbor a large library, indoor pool, changing rooms, and classrooms. She wasn't in the mood for reading, and the thought of the activity sounded rather boring at that moment. She didn't feel like swimming, either, though it wasn't the time for that, nor did she have a bathing suit, anyway. The change room was also unnecessary, so she ascended another flight of stairs to the third floor.
The third floor looked quite more promising than the previous. She glanced into several of the rooms, making out the recreational room, storage rooms, physics lab, more classrooms, and most glorious of all-- an art room. Arisu excitedly peered through the small, transparent window on the door, pulling up her hood slightly to get a better look, attempting to glance into the art room and its contents, curious as to what could've been in there, and practically distracted from the rest of her surroundings.
'Finally~ How interesting. Maybe something nice could be found here?'
Zavier Satou
Location: Transition in Progress // First Floor - Dormitory Area
Zavier had felt even more sick at the blood being barfed out the walls-- bleeding from the ceiling wasn't normal, though then again, none of the events occurring in Hope's Peak Academy would've been considered 'normal'. He wanted that supposed sunshine that Monokumada clung onto, though he hadn't recalled it being so sunny that morning. Honestly, he wanted to escape, like many others.
After the main crowd had dissipated and flooded out of the gymnasium, Zavier took his time to slowly exit, continuing to cover his mouth from the unpleasant aura and fragrance from the gym. He was in no mood to chat, much less befriend others.
His cynical thoughts had only lead him to believe that everybody was selfish, and that alliances were pointless, as everybody only had the desire to backstab each other. He had no intention of taking part in such things, like teamwork, if it'd only lead to his bitter demise.
The butler's original intention was to head to the kitchen to cook and calm himself with the activity, so that he'd feel slightly more at ease in the murder environment. However, as the large group appeared to be heading that way, he scrapped the idea, preferring to avoid as many people as possible. Large groups just weren't for him.
Instead, he slowly ambled to the dormitory area. When he arrived, he'd notice several individuals lingering around, though they didn't seem like much of a threat. He finally pulled out his PDA, clicking it on and pressing around the buttons, waiting it for load before testing it on his own dorm room, glancing around the character sprites until he found his.
Miika
Kanda is my bae
@Ibuki
Somehow aiko had found her way to the hallway with the dorms in it. Though her mind was still a haze from the numbing drugs, somehow she was still able to walk as far as she could. she stopped to reajust the tie around her arm, covering the wound on her hand. At first glance, the gash looked superficial, witch it was. She could still move her hand, and it would just take some time to heal.
Seeing another person, she brightened a bit. so she wasnt alone. thank god. maybe he could tell her what was going on. as she approached the other, she stumbled, hitting her chin hard on the wall, drawing more blood. She sat up, rubbing her chin. It hurt, but from what memories remained from before this freaky show, she had been in much worse situations.
"hello...? dont worry...im not here to fight..."
Somehow aiko had found her way to the hallway with the dorms in it. Though her mind was still a haze from the numbing drugs, somehow she was still able to walk as far as she could. she stopped to reajust the tie around her arm, covering the wound on her hand. At first glance, the gash looked superficial, witch it was. She could still move her hand, and it would just take some time to heal.
Seeing another person, she brightened a bit. so she wasnt alone. thank god. maybe he could tell her what was going on. as she approached the other, she stumbled, hitting her chin hard on the wall, drawing more blood. She sat up, rubbing her chin. It hurt, but from what memories remained from before this freaky show, she had been in much worse situations.
"hello...? dont worry...im not here to fight..."
OnceDarkness
The Person Who Will Judge You Solely Based On Your
Yuina "Yu" Nakajima
Location: Kitchen
With: @oculusrefrain @Kitmo the Kittymonk @Kiseichu @Whoever Else is Around
The highest concentration of people were in the kitchen, that made it less likely for a murder to occur there because someone would restrain anyone attacking each other. Yuina was scared, were they really going to die in a week if they didn't kill someone? No way, that's gotta be a joke. Maybe the police would arrive within that week. "S-So uhh... About what Monokumada said. Are we really dying in a week?" If what he said was true, then they might as well get as wild as possible before death, dying without any regrets is the best way to kick the bucket.
Oculus Refrain
The Family Disapointment
???? Tokishio Hiroko
@OnceDarkness
Hiroko looked over Yuina. "Doubt it," she said crossing her arms. "This, whatever they are, seems like they want to drag this out. They said they wanted our despair or whatever. Despair is something that most experienced a long amount of time. If it's all at once like that, it wouldn't really matter." She sighed and looked to the floor. "It would be too easy."
Ryik
An Immaterial Phantasm Adrift Amidst Annihilation
"Call me as you please. My real name's Alex if you didn't know." You two walk straight to the kitchen, a small crowd following you. A party in these circumstances? You see nothing wrong here.
Taka serves the glorious swill with beautiful presentation. You take one of the alcoholic drinks and drink the whole thing down in one go. The mixture was quite elegant, not just aesthetically, but in flavor and balance with the alcohol as well. Taka lives up to his reputation. You set the glass down on the table before giving your compliments to your new best friend. "This is some great shit."
Around the same time, a fine dame comes 'round and requests some tea. You think you'll delay acquaintance-making in favor of making a request of your own. "If you're taking requests, could I ask for a few cocktails? How much supplies does the kitchen have? I could really go for Sex In The Driveway right about now."
After giving it more thought, you realize a Sex In The Driveway isn't good enough alone, and you'd rather save it for last... or near last. "On second thought, I could go for a Zolezzi, or maybe a Trash Can, or... you know what? You're the greatest Bartender around. Why don't you surprise me? Something stronger." You pick up a second alcoholic drink and start sipping on it in the meantime.
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Kittymonk
The Crazy Cat Lady™
After having his non-alcoholic drink, Miyake felt confident enough to talk freely with everyone in the room. "Yeah, I agree. There's no way that he's serious about killing all of us in a week. I don't see why he would set up this 'murder game' and take so much time to build it up he just intended on unceremoniously killing us all. It doesn't make much sense." Now that he said it out loud, it sounded more reasonable. Everything would be fine, probably. Someone was bound to come looking for them and rescue them before anything bad would happen. This seemed to take a weight off of his shoulders that he hadn't been aware was there, and he smiled a bit as he took another non-alcoholic drink. It was clear that the big guy in the room--wait, was that Seth Ryder? Seth Ryder was in his class? That was awesome--wanted a lot to drink, but Miyake obviously didn't feel the same. It would probably be easier to think and stay confident without it.
Kiseichu
Parasyte
Ayaka & Shiro Watanabe
Location: Gym --> Kitchen
With: @oculusrefrain @Kitmo the Kittymonk @OnceDarkness
Red = Shiro
Pink = Ayaka
Purple = They are speaking simultaneously
They are currently dressed up as Ayaka
(Right)
They stared off into space when the two of them entered the kitchen. Shiro and Ayaka looked quite peaceful, a smile was on their faces as well as eyepatches. The two were lost in thought, deciding whether or not they should murder someone. In the long run, any attempt to murder and get away with it would not work unless they teamed up with someone who had the ability to getting rid of evidence. That person could be anyone really, but who would willingly help them kill another?
"Shiro, do you know where we're sleeping tonight?"
"Do you want to sleep in a man's room or something? We're sleeping in the dorms."
"They probably gave us one room did they."
"Probably."
Familial love was always a subject not too many people wanted to get deeply into, some people mistake it for incest. To the twins, they were the only things they ever needed, friends had no place in their minds. But with the events that are soon to come, they will have to make friends or else they will die in this battle royale environment.