Fantasy Investigators of the Supernatural (Closed)

[Kisaki]

Chapter 1

Members of the Investigators of the Supernatural club are all regular students at Spring Valley high school. Some are supernatural fanatics while others signed up for the club because they didn't have any other options. When Dylan, the founder of the club, thought that the club was going downhill, mysterious animal attacks started to pop up around the city. It was obvious that was police was covering up these attacks. Now it's up to Dylan and his crew to find about the truth about these so called animal attacks while not raising the police or their parents suspensions.

 

[Kisaki]

Hello there \(0.0)/ !


Do you believe in the supernatural? Do weird things happen around you? Well you are welcomed to my humble abode! Here at the Investigators of the Supernatural club we are dedicated to unveiling the truth about this world. There are beings living amongst us who may or may not be malicious. As investigators we must protect from monsters that lurk around the corner.


Not much is required to join the club. We welcome all !

-Meetings on Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays.


BTW: Free snacks on all club days! Rewards for good evidence!


President: Dylan Mores

Vice president: Richard Suzuki

 

[Kisaki]

Dylan Mores- School Club Room

It was 3:00 pm when school ended. Dylan had brought plates of his grandma's cookies covered in plastic wrap to celebrate the club's new lead. He smiled to himself as he looked around the small empty club room. Today the club was going to be filled by new and old members.

Dylan turned around to the board that he brought from his home. A few photos where tacked onto it, along with various newpapers on the new attacks in Lain Town. Supposedly, wild animals are attacking citizens due to industrialization pushing animals out of their habitat. To Dylan, the reports were just lies made by the police. Maybe even the police don't know what is attacking these people.

The club was inactive before the attacks started happening. Even worse, he lost a friend to a group of popular idiots. The few members that do attend his meetings were some of his closest friends. Aren't most of them weird and outcast? Well, yeah. He is one of them too.

Dylan ran his hand through his hair and sat down on top of the front desk. In a few minutes, club members started to walk into room. "Alright, please take a seat. We will get started in a few minutes." He notified them as he started to rummage through his backpack.

Soliel
SidTheSkid
H3LLJUMPER_177
Uasal
Sinny The Fool
Coyote Hart
Mitchs98

 

[SidTheSkid]

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(Location: Spring Valley Highschool, Investigator's Club Room.)
(Mood: Annoyed.)
(Interactions: Dylan )
(Mentions: )

It'd been a few days since that last journal-entry of hers and since then many mysterious occurrences had lately transpired around Lain City, primarily these alleged incidents had involved 'rabid' animal attacks on an insignificant number of its populace but they were more than enough to start raising eyebrows around its large community, supposedly LCPD (Lain City Police Department) has focused these recent assaults onto mere coincidence and as a result of industrial expansion that has managed to create a small enough ecosystem where it became almost unsustainable for any animal to inhabit and because of this they've started venturing into the confines of the city, ravaging those that get too close to them in the process, or so they say. It really didn't thoroughly explain some descriptions that were made by victims, some of them said they were being attacked by something 'invisible' that'd been roaming the streets late at night or at least that's what they were able to recall until they blacked out from the serious trauma enacted by the perpetrator. There was definitely a part that was amiss in all this, ever since the very beginning of these indiscriminate attacks, Chaeyln's mundane strolls to Spring Valley Highschool had become a lot more how you say 'unorthodox'? It practically felt like every occasional step that she'd made was being avidly watched by someone, it even felt like some sort of 'thing' was breathing down the nape of her bare neck although each instant where she'd sum up the courage to spin herself around to bitterly confront whatever it was that had been stalking her, she'd only be met with nothingness except for every so often person across the street from her that would give the concerned girl a 'peculiar' look, making them suggest she was mentally unstable.

Today it'd gotten a lot worse, it felt like this eerie presence had gotten a bit gutsier and had trailed her to school where it made even the banalest of tasks a chore without seeming like more of a 'freak' than per usual. Typically, someone knowingly educated with spirits such as Chaelyn, she would've felt something slightly amiss with her body or the environment around her like a series of goosebumps beginning to form across her skin or a whole bunch of inanimate objects beginning to move on their own which for some reason poltergeists have a strange fascination with moving things, it's probably just to get attention or to scare the living 'bejesus' out of someone just to get a rise from beyond the dead! But, nothing! Absolutely freaking nothing except that familiar sensation of being crept up on like some prey getting ready to be ambushed by some predator! It'd only made things a bit worse knowing that she had to stay after class to join some stupid investigation club that she'd known nothing about, sure she had received a pamphlet from one of the faculty members regarding it and speaking about how 'good' it would be for her to join them and eagerly exclaiming that she would be able to fit in a lot more if she made friends with some of their members. "..." Chaelyn couldn't help but wordlessly sit at her desk thinking about that dumb teacher and her presumptions! Did they think she didn't have any kind of friends? I mean, maybe not at school but on the internet she was pretty popular, especially as a medium! "Tsk.." Still, how disrespectful of them to say such a comment, albeit she had got the last laugh when she'd crumpled up that trivial pamphlet right in front of the educator's eyes before heaving it into the nearest trash-bin but it wasn't enough to stop them from calling her parents and successfully coercing them into getting their beloved daughter to join, what a dick move!

From that point forward it became very clear that she wasn't getting out of this whole daily 'club' ordeal unless she was planning on sneaking out without being seen by anyone, all she'd have to do afterward is make up a story about 'joining' this club and explain it to her dad who was the epitome of gullible and him also being a bit not 'there' in the head, it wouldn't be too much of a challenge to get him to believe it! "Aha! Club my ass! I'll be outta here before they even realize I'm gone." A clever some snicker flung from her throat as the school's bell noisily resounded itself throughout the vast hallway that was aligning against the Biology room she was currently in, this sound didn't take long for students to react to it, from silence to an uproar of idiots violently pouring out from the classroom in minutes! It was almost like observing a stampede of morons trying to fit through the door all at once and basically tripping over each other to get out, no it was exactly that. Throwing a single backpack strap lazily over her shoulder, a scheming smirk emerged from her mien as she waited for the last student to leave before trying her best to blend in with the surrounding flow of human traffic occurring around her. "This'll be easy! All I have to do is make my way out the exit." She never would've thought escaping from the sight of a teacher would be so easy, but with the help of those around her she was just able to make it to a group of lockers nearby the double-doors leading out but there was a wrench thrown into the spinning cogs of her plan, a noticeable figure stood by, vigilant as ever near the doorway while on the lookout for a specific person. "You can't be serious, is that a prefect?" Just as she thought she could get another word in silence, there'd been four more prefects that had spotted her easing her way out from behind the lockers to get a better look at the one standing guard at the doorway. "It's her! Hey, you! Weird girl!" Hearing one of those voices made shivers roll down her quivering spine, how was she spotted?! Did this mean they were expecting her? Hugging the lockers with her shaking back, she tried to pull off an innocent look with her eyes to the prefects but the no-good uptight students saw right through the delinquent's disguise. "C'mon kid, let's not make this difficult alright?" Another one of them said as they grabbed ahold of her arm, of course, her first reaction was to flail like a wild chimpanzee at the feeling of trying to be restrained but there was too many of them! Before she knew it she had felt both of her arms being placed behind her back all the while being escorted to what seemed to be the direction of wherever that one club was.

"Let go of me! I know my rights, you bastards!" She tried her best to make herself more of a hassle than it was worth by trying to jump backward, kicking her legs like a mad-woman in the process in hopes that they would just give up yet their resolve was too strong and in minutes she found herself being let go and pushed into the same room where Dylan had currently resided in. "Hmph!" She defiantly threw one of her arms to her side as she faced back towards the prefects, another one raised from her shoulder as it projected her rudely gesturing hand to the prefects as they promptly left the area, leaving her staring awkwardly at Dylan as she tried to remember where she had seen this student before! Oh, that's right! Apparently, this guy was one of the people in her homeroom or 'seminar' as they call it, it was some period that involved an hour of studying or getting caught up in work which she really didn't care too much for as she didn't pay all that much attention to grades in the first place. "So you're the head of this club? Honestly, I don't know why you're bothering with me... Anyway, I'm taking these because I'm upset." Not taking any time to burst into her animalistic instincts, Chaelyn rudely brushed past Dylan before eagerly tearing through the plastic wrap, taking about roughly four or five cookies and holding them with both her hands as she went to the back area of the room as per usual, sitting herself down in one of the many seats as she dug into the chocolate-chip cookie and awaited for the debriefing to take place.

Kisaki
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[H3LLJUMPER_177]

Jessica 'Silver' Silver

Jessica sat at the front of her last class for the day, history, she sat there not doing anything except making sure her tape recorder didn't fall and break. She couldn't see, everything was pitch black because she's well, she is blind. Jessica doesn't have any friends because some people are uncomfortable with someone unknowingly staring them... She would record everything in class and then she would go home and type everything up, and send it to the teachers. Her mother would spell check everything before sending it away. Jessica goes to school for both interactions and to learn. "I hope some day in the future they have something for people like me to see the world!" she would always tell herself, holding hope that she will one day see the world.. See her mothers face, see colors...everything. Class ended with the bell, she held the recorder tightly as she waited for the class to empty.. She was excited to get to the club she signed up for, "I hope that buy wasn't pulling my leg, i want to make some friends.." she thought to herself... "Ok Jess they're all out." the teacher told her sweetly. She smiled and reached for her pack, feeling around a bit because she forgot where she put it, soon finding it by her feet. She put the recorder in a safe pocket and left the room, "Watch it blindy!" someone said as she was pumped into by someone, "S-Sorry!" she said almost like a whisper. She felt to her right and ended up touching someone who was just standing there, she blushed and pulled her hand back. "Apologies!" she said quietly...

Spoiler: Listen to while reading :3

Try living in a world without colors. Every day going, no not another. But you don't really want to be gone. You just wanna feel like you belong. Is this just me. Cause I feel like this is not how it should be. But the conclusion is this. If you were to go, you would be missed <- This is the more meaningful lyric.

Richard 'Bell wood' Suzuki
Richard was writing notes like a mad man in his last class, he needed credits to go onto the next grade, he didn't want to be held back like last year. It finally got into his head he's gotta take school seriously. The teacher knew this and awaited for him to finish. Science was always hard for him. The bell rang and he stopped, everything was written down before it ranged, he was happy with himself. He got up and packed his stuff, then head out into the hall way, towards history class, he wanted to ask the teacher there a question. The class was still emptying, he stood on the side of the door and put his headphones on and listened to his music, then pulled out a picture of one of his dogs, Kiya. She went missing last month and he hasn't seen her since. He can't lose her, she may be old, but she's still family, and has always been there for him, he was so distracted he didn't notice the class was empty, he only realized when he was abruptly touched on the stomach. He pulled his headphones off and stopped remembering.. it was the blind girl, the one he spoke to about the club. She apologized, he almost nodded, but remembered she's blind, "It's fine, good to see you again Jessica." he told her...

Spoiler: Song he was listening to, if anyone is curious

Bell wood and Silver

"Oh, it's you." she said kindly, "Oh uh, do you need help getting to the club?" he asks curiously. She nods, still not looking at him. She has never been helped around, well except for the first few days at school so she knew where to go. Richard took her hand gently and helped her through the crowd, being sure to look back and to see if she's stuck, or uncomfortable... They soon reached the club room, entering and letting Jessica's hand go, he grabbed her a seat and put it beside her so she can sit down. He's sure Dylan will let her get to know the room sooner or later... Before Richard could say anything else, a sassy and angry girl entered the room and rudely spoke, then stole some cookies. "..I'm just gonna stay quiet about that and just say, hi." Richard said as Jessica stared at the ground.

Kisaki
SidTheSkid

(Nobody was on for me to send this to and i wanted to get this out there, let me know if it needs work)​

 

[Coyote Hart]

Seymour sat at his seat in Algebra class, his face resting in a hand that was propped on the desk. If his body language wasn't enough to indicate it, the spaced-out look that Seymour had in his strange brown eyes as well as the constant tapping of his pencil on his desk showed that Seymour wasn't listening to the lecture at all.

"So if you divide everything here by x you should get sixteen million or so..." the teacher stopped speaking for a moment as she looked at the whiteboard, "No, that can't be right. The answer is 14 pi over x... so where did this sixteen million come from?"

Seymour was usually spaced out during class, but never this much. It all boiled down to one reason: Today was the first meeting of the Supernatural Club. While everyone else had thrown off the club as a cult for insane fanatics, Seymour knew that it was no cult. It's foundation laid in truth. He would know, as he was the exact thing that the Supernatural Club was made against-- a monster. To be exact, he was a vampire, usually known of for sucking the lifesource out of the human beings that he was sharing the classroom with. It made Seymour truly wonder whether it was a good idea to join the club or not.

The sharp ring of the school bell made Seymour suddenly perk up in his desk. It was the last class of the day, so he would be able to check out the Supernatural Club after brooding about it the entire day. Dishearteningly though, his math teacher declared as she saw everyone packing up, "No no no. I dismiss you, not the bell."

"No, I need to get out of here," a student declared, "I need to pick up my daughter from pre-school."

"You're fucking sixteen!" the math teacher shouted at the student, "Why the fuck do you have a daughter?" ((Preschool starts at age 5, so it doesn't make sense that a sixteen year old had a baby when she was 11))

But the math teacher relented and with a wave of her hand said, "Alright, class dismissed. We'll worry about factoring cubic functions next class. Oh and keep away from the Supernatural club. Nothing adds up in there."

"Hahaha... get it? Because I said adds... oh, alright then," the math teacher watched helplessly as her horrible pun flopped and the students scrambled out of the door.

Seymour went with the flowing sea of students into the already crowded hallways. The hallways were in desperate need of being widened, but there was just no possible way to do it. As such, most people had to squeeze by everyone and it made exploring the school a ardous task. Thankfully Seymour already knew where exactly where the club was going to be, so only after a slight bit of fighting through the crowds brought himt to the front of the classroom that he knew housed the Supernatural Club.

Shyly, he pushed open the door, taking in the table set up, with a few students already there before him. None of the students really radiated that "normal" feel, though Seymour could tell that they were humans... probably. There were a few cookies in the center of the table, which Seymour looked at with sadness. They looked delicious, but like a dog eating human food, human food only made a vampire sick. Vampires could only digest blood.

Seymour headed over to the nearest free seat, giving a small smile and a wave to the person he was next to before taking a seat. The person Seymour sat next to had five or so cookies in her lap, which she munched on furiously.

"Heh, you really like cookies?" Seymour asked her, hoping to strike up a conversation. Her aura wasn't particularly inviting though, and Seymour had no idea why he decided to talk to her.

SidTheSkid

 

[Mitchs98]

Riri sighed softly as she sat in class. This was actually one she was interested in. Math, they very same one as Seynour. Ironically she liked it due to the fact it was supposed to aid in improving her math skills and thus making her a better treasurer and help with managing money and hypotheticals better. Or. At-least it would. If the teacher didn't somehow pull a bullshit answer like sixteen million out of her ass. Now. Riri was no complete expert on math, sure it was her top subject, but she was decently sure it was entirely impossible for that answer to be gotten from that question. She sort of just stared blankly as much as she really wanted to say something. Perhaps what got to her the most was her horrible pun. Likely made to try and distract them from what was probably one of the most epic fails in history.

Sighing heavily, once she was finally dismissed, she stood and made her way to the Club room. It wasn't that she disliked it...she had just heard there'd be a lot of new people there today. It was great the club was getting more people she just...didn't know. Ah well. What absolutely made things worse...she seemed to be late! Well. At-least she wasn't last...or she hoped she wasn't. She really hoped she wasn't. She slinked in silently and sat near the back as she usually did, managing a friendly smile and a wave to the new folks as well as Dylan and Richard. She didn't bother apologizing for being late. She...usually was. Hey, it was a good idea she didn't have any kind of important position right...? Oh...wait...she did. Well. More important.

 

[SidTheSkid]

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(Location: Spring Valley Highschool, Investigator's Club Room.)
(Mood: Depressed. )
(Interactions: Seymour. )
(Mentions: Everyone. )

Warm 'chocolatey' goodness had sunken into her avid taste buds with each welcoming bite, she didn't take account just how many of these cookies she was engrossed in but rather just focusing on just how scrumptious they were, their delicious crisp aroma basking near her nose in addition to the way they'd tickle her throat with the sweet flavor was almost heavenly. Honestly, by the time she had devoured around her third cookie she was able to fully acknowledge how much she'd just gorged herself when it came to those mouth-watering desserts, Chaelyn couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed plus a tad ashamed of herself for hoarding away most of them from the other fellow classmates who'd just entered the once emptied room by that time but she felt helpless when it came to these treats, nostalgic feelings had flourished within as she was continuously reminded of her grandmother's optimal cooking proficiency. "Hm." A despondent hum gently puffed from between her lips as she plucked another lonely-looking treat from off the table's surface, instead of instinctively eating like the rest as if she were some sort of starved animal she instead gazed upon the snack with a portion of sadness lurking within her lilac glare. "Gram." Chaelyn unconsciously rubbed her eyes with the fleecy sleeve of her onyx-colored jacket as she kept getting reminded of the past memories that they've shared together, it almost felt like her passing was yesterday, the miserable feeling of never having her back again was comparable to that of thorns tugging on the 'strings' of her heart. "Why did you have to go?" By the time she had whispered that to herself she was on the verge of tears, she'd placed down the said cookie from earlier and begun wrapping her forearms around her face, now beginning to lay her aching head at the outer exterior of the table while supporting its weight with her elbows.

It was very difficult not to cry, it'd almost taken all of her built-up strength not to weep in front of all those people that'd just introduced themselves through the opened door of Dylan's club room and if it wasn't humiliating enough to be acting like a pig, now she'd be acting like a crying one at that! Rarely did she care what anyone thought but at a weakened state like this? She was paranoid yet fearful at the notion of people taking advantage of her memories and using that to hurt her, albeit she did regard everyone in the classroom as being some of the most understanding of people in Spring Valley Highschool including Silver, or so she thought, I mean she was blind so how couldn't she be understanding? Although she did come in with that one clown named Richard, he was some happy-go-lucky kid that had a notable Sherrif for a father, Jackson Palmer, that's probably the only way the two could actually know each other considering they've barely met and Chaelyn was a bit of a delinquent although one that didn't hang out with others, only the fellow weird kids that were soon also as outcasts. As for Seymour and Riri? She didn't exactly know who Seymour was but always noticed him every so often in the hallways when they were walking back and forth from class to class, Chaelyn always recognized him for being that one student that had these 'hungry' looking eyes, she wasn't sure if it was craving food or rather he was just some person that gave off an uncomfortable vibe whenever you looked in their eyes, whatever the case she didn't make so much a good impression with one another after Seymour made his clever joke with Chaelyn's misery still fresh in mind, although him being completely unaware didn't make her hold back from trying to tell him off. "How about you just back the fuck off?!" Chaelyn aggressively hollered, briefly, she became scornful while abruptly turning to face Seymour as her mind at the time was still stricken with grief. As much as she wanted to freak out on him for trying to be witty with his introduction, she only realized shortly afterward with the momentary silence between them that he was only trying to be friendly and that she had completely snapped out on him for it.

"Sorry... Um, you can have some if you like." She uttered embarrassingly as she mildly slid the last of the remaining cookies to Seymour in hopes that he would accept her forgiveness. Chaelyn knew that this whole club ordeal was bad news, why couldn't she of just stayed in bed all day? Her consciousness felt like it was beginning to claw its way into her emotions, making her even more paranoid about how she looked to the rest of the people that were already in the room including that one Riri girl, more like 'Rich Rich' girl concerning how much people speak about her influential background and how her parents were like some freakin' billionaires or something like that, no wonder why everyone wanted to be her damn friend! Surprisingly, you'd think someone as 'preppy' looking as this girl she would be at least very talkative but rather she was someone who was very silent, at least that's the impression that she'd got from Riri during that one class they'd shared together, although she could've been reserved for the sake of being full of herself or something. Chaelyn could only imagine how she'd look in the eyes of Riri, the girl probably thought she was some sort of mental-case that was a call away from being put in an asylum, it wouldn't be surprising in her mind if Riri was already texting her friends about Chaeyln... Great another thing to look forward to at school tomorrow! A depressing sigh had left her lungs as she looked up at the fixed clock on the wall, she kept wondering when this whole thing would be over so she could just go home and tuck herself into her cozy bed and sleep the day away.

Mitchs98 , Coyote Hart , H3LLJUMPER_177 , Kisaki

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[Kisaki]

Dylan Mores- Club room


Dylan finally pulled out the folders from his fully packed bag. He had an folder for everyone, including for a individual that he has a slight grudge against. 'Slight' is kind of an understatement.

Dylan looked away from his folders to ses Chaelyn devorimg plates a cookies. He shouldn't have ignored her little protest when she was dragged in. Now she's angry eating. "Save some for everyone." He admonished the girl. She gobbled most of them down. Clearly not leaving behind much for the others. Dylan sighed, shaking his head then slowy pushing himself off the front desk. "Alright people! Sit down before you make a mess." He ordered, giving the individuals currently in the club room a thickly stuffed folder.

 

[Seikomatsumoto]

Sakurako Nakayama

After a rather awkward introduction in her new class through the use of the whiteboard and markers to speak due to her deafness, she went over to the literature club room which had recently been disbanded due to a lack of members. She had been instructed by the staff in a written letter to pack up her belongings in the club room by today. As she began packing up the books in the literature club, mostly looking at each book with detail. A lot of these have been her only companions these past few months. Afterwards, she was to be transferred to the so called the "Supernatural" club. Based on the teacher's this was the only club she could transfer to without having issues with her severe deafness. She used the map handed to her by the faculty because God forbid she try ask for directions with her slurred Japanese or even worse Japanglish.

After a few minutes of wandering campus, She eventually made it to the supposed club room. She knocked on the door rather loudly because she can't tell the appropriate knocking volume and entered. She didn't say anything and just went up to the person she believed to be the head of the group and handed him her transfer papers. She only seemed to communicate in sign language which was difficult given no interpreter was around.

Kisaki (Everyone in the club room as well)​

 

[H3LLJUMPER_177]

Jessica Silver


Jessica stood up slowly, "You ok?" Richard asks shyly, "Yes, I just need some water." she said and walks towards the door, then leaving the room. She was sorta lying, the atmosphere in the room had turned heated, she needed to clear her mind... "...Let's see..." she feels for the rooms sign, she found it and ran her hand over the sign slowly, "Room 205.. Which means the fountain is this way!" she said to herself quietly. She kept her hand on the wall, walking along so she doesn't lose her way, she could walk without touching the wall but she wasn't confident in doing so. She knew she had to cross to reach the fountain though, but she'd cross that road when she came to it...

She felt a bit happy, knowing she may make some friends now, she hasn't had one in awhile, she enjoyed the quietness but, she can only take so much, thankfully she has some music on her ipod. A screen less one, little square, size of a small ring box. She continued to walk until she reached the point to where she would cross..
She let go of the wall and walked across the hall towards the fountain, but bumped into someone, a really big person. No fat, but, big. "Oh, I'm sorry." she said sweetly and quietly. She then goes to walk around the person

Solemn Jester​

 

[Solemn Jester]

Collab for Titus, and Jessica

The large brute of a man that was the head of the disciplinary Squad was doing his rounds. Just surveying the school for anyone he could deal with. He was ready to bring down anyone that gave him a reason. He loved his position in the school. They had given it to him in order to control his dangerous delinquent acts. Which for the most part had worked. But now he was even worse. Having his possession as an excuse to harass students at his will. However, most students had learned to stay out of his way when he was on a warpath. Now however everyone was either in class or switching classes. So he had slim pickings at current. He scanned the area not really noticing anyone. Until he felt something hit him. He scowled looking for the person stupid enough strike him. He looked for a few seconds, before realizing whoever had hit him must have been very short. He had to crane his neck down to see a little girl, who apologized and began awkwardly moving around him. It was obvious she was blind. Which made this act all the sweeter. As she was just about to pass him he walked in front of her once more. Cutting her off every time she tried to pass him.


Jessica bumped into him again, this time she sorta stumbled back and felt a bit scared, the person was obviously doing this on purpose, she didn’t want to get into an altercation, or say anything mean. “Uh.. Can you please leave me alone? I Uh. want to get some water..” she said blankly. She felt the person staring at her, felt like the stranger was burning a hole into her head as she tried to walk around. If she can’t get past, she might be able to ask s, someone in the club for a bottle of water or something. Of course, as soon as she tried to pass Titus this time he grabbed her jacket, yanking her back some. Although refraining from using to much force. He didn't want to hurt her...yet. She tried to get free but ended up ripping her jacket.



She yelped a bit and winces, she was absolutely terrified. She was unsure of what would happen, many thoughts ran through her mind, “Please don’t hurt me! I-I can’t see you, just let me go, nothing will happen to you, I promise!” she said quietly. Jessica also tried to struggle free, but it was impossible, the grip was strong and unmoving. Titus couldn't help but smirk at her pathetic attempts to free herself. Her words only amusing him. He quickly moved to grab something from his pocket. While the girl wouldn't see it. He had pulled out a sharpie, and grabbing her face he pushed her against the wall. Leaning down as he began writing insults on her face such as Blind Bitch, Broken toy, defective goods, and finally useless trash. He pushed her back against the wall as he himself stood back to admire his handiwork… Jessica hit her head on the on the wall and fell to her knees, she held her head and curled up a bit. She started to cry silently, she knew one day she would be targeted. Titus turned around, walking away from the scene of the crime.


H3LLJUMPER_177 aka Jessica

 

[kenchin]

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Alex was walking towards the club he recently joined when he heard quiet crying and whimpering. It was from a young girl who looked like she had been pushed down and injured. Alex walked up to her and saw that her sweater was torn and stretched out. But what really shocked him was that someone wrote on her face with a sharpie. Alex was calm but he was angry on the inside. Who would do something like this ? Especially to a girl no less. " I'm Alex. Are you okay?
Who did this to you?" asked Alex while looking over her body for any wounds. He saw that she had a small head injury
Alex took out the portable first aid kit that he carries around all the time, and places a small ice pack on her head and made her hold on to it. Alex added some rubbing alcohol on his napkin that he had pulled out. He started to gently clean the words that were written on her face. Alex was glad when the sharpie came off but some small smudges were left behind.," Do you want me to take you the nurse's office or to a teacher so you can explain what happened." He asked the girl. " But keep that ice pack on your head so you won't get a bump on your head, okay?" Said Alex, looking around for anyone that would be the culprit.

 

[Coyote Hart]

Seymour didn't expect such a defensive response from the girl-- who he recognized as Chaelyn, a girl that he had passed several times in the halls. That was when he noticed the unnatural shining in the girl's eyes as if she was doing her best to keep tears from spilling. Immediately, Seymour felt both defensive and ashamed of what he did.
He did his best to hold his silence, knowing that whatever would come out of his mouth would be rash and inconsiderate. But the only thing that amounted to was a moment of awkward silence as Chaelyn and Seymour just stared at each other, until Chaelyn apologized and offered the remainder of her cookies to him.
"Oh no, it's really okay," Seymour said, pushing the cookies back, a feeling akin to sadness spreading throughout him. He didn't want to make it look as if he wouldn't accept her apology, but if he were to eat the cookies, he would end up barfing it up on the table, which would be much worse.
Seymour sat by awkwardly for another moment, extending the awkward silence. He didn't know what to say, but the idea of just leaving awkward silence was just overwhelmingly awkward.
"So... what made you decide to join the club?" Seymour asked Chaelyn to try to fill in the silence. He prayed that the person in charge, the one with the big eyes and the brown hair, would start the club meeting soon.
SidTheSkid

 

[Sinny The Fool]

Tabemono Ōbake

(Mentions - Kisaki I guuess? Not sure who else to tag)​

~ A few minutes until 3:00PM ~
Sitting in the back of his last class for the day, hovering over his desk sketching away in his journal was Tabemono; the only child to the ‘Ōbake Family’, who were well known to have been descendants of the Ōbake Tribe. A group in which practiced tabooed rituals, and were known to have a strange connection to nature and the creatures within. Tabby was still relatively new to the school - having only gone there for a single year, all of his schooling experience prior to Spring Valley High had been homeschooling received from his mother; Mari Ōbake and during the time Tabemono had gone to Spring Valley High school, he had yet to make any friends at all, and was considered by most to be somewhat of a ‘loner’ - who preferred to roam around the school with his cat comrade he calls ‘Nyan’. Who at the time was soundly sleeping away in Tabemono’s bag since the beginning of class and Tabby was relieved they had made it through most of the day without getting into any of the usual mischief, which Tabemono figured was only due to Nyan using up most of his energy in the trouble he got up to earlier that morning….

~ Earlier that Morning ~
Tabemono was lying half slumped from the bed, with his chubby cat companion, ‘Nyan’, dominating the space of the bed and stretched its limbs out wide, with his chubby belly facing the ceiling, a snooze bubble escaping Nyan’s nose as suddenly….

*BEEP BEEP BEEP...BEEP BEEP BEEP...BEEP BEEP BEEP*
“NNNYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!”

Nyan was the first to wake, abruptly pouncing so high he almost hit the ceiling fan and coming toppling down on Tabemono on the way down “IM AWAKKEE!!” Tabemono yelped while being flipped off the bed from Nyan.

“I-I’m awaaake~” Tabemono repeated dizzyingly, reaching for the bedside to lift himself back up to his feet when a realization suddenly dawned on him; “TODAY IS THE DAY I JOIN THE CLUB!! AHHH I CAN’T BE LATE! NYAN, IT’S TIME YOU GET A BATTHH!!” he declared, pointing his index finger at Nyan “NYYY - AN!” he hissed in response as it went into a pouncing position. For a few moments, the two had a stare off - Tabemono had both of his hands extended out, ready to capture his target, and Nyan had also prepared itself. The moment Tabemono moved in on Nyan, the chubby cat pounced, bouncing from Tabemono’s head and avoiding capture.

“COME HERE NYAN YOU HAVE TO BATH!!”

They both proceeded to chase, tumble and dive after each other until finally, Tabemono’s mother barged through the door with sleepless fury. Whipping both Tabby and Nyan into shape, and the both managed to get ready and leave for school just in time..

~Back to Present~
While the teacher had been giving the class their last lectures for the day, instead of his attention being focused on the lectures his teacher was giving. Tabemono instead was much more interested and focused on finishing the rough sketching of beastly figure, cloaked in shadow he lost himself in the sketches he had barely noticed the time pass by until

*DING DING DING DING DING DING*

The abrupt school bell signalling the end of everyone’s last class, had also awoken Nyan. Who instantly slipped out from Tabby’s bag in a superhero-esque pose “NYAAAAAAA!!!!” and pounced on Tabemono’s sketches, ruining them, before bouncing off onto another desk, and another, until it reached the door and squeezed itself through the open gap and scurrying off into the school corridors. Forcing Tabby to quickly gather his things and for the second time today, go desperately chasing after Nyan who fled through the sea of feet from students coming out of their classrooms. Tabemono did his best to slip, pass and bump his way through other students to keep up with his chubby friend “Nyaan! Stoop we are gonna be late to join the Cluub!!” Spotting Nyan slip into another classroom, Tabemono suspecting Nyan had smelled something good inside without much thought he leaped at the chance, quite literally, diving through the door and landing on top of Nyan.

“VICTORYY!!” Tabemono chanted out, and then muttered to himself “We are going to be sooo late Nyan..” and as he got back up to his feet with Nyan in his arms, who had been eyeing down all the cookies remaining in the classroom, Tabemono ready to apologize for whatever he was interrupting, realizes that by some odd stroke of chance. He found himself inside the very classroom for ‘Investigators of the Supernatural’ Club.

“Oh...Haiiii!~ I’m here to join the Club, I’m Tabemono Ōbake and this here is Nyan!” Doing his best to introduce himself, and holding up Nyan to hide his face from the others he made his way to a vacant seat. Nyan huddled itself under Tabby’s jacket with only it’s eyes peering out to scout down the remaining cookies.​

 

[SidTheSkid]

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(Location: Spring Valley Highschool, Investigator's Club Room.)
(Mood: Energetic)
(Interactions: Seymour, Dylan, Tabemono & Nyan)
(Mentions: Everyone. )

She couldn't believe what she was witnessing, it's as if every passing minute there'd be another person beginning to eagerly introduce themselves! Were people really this enthusiastic when it came to joining some ludicrous club? Could it have been the promise of delicious treats that'd brought them all here? She had an idea that Dylan's expertise at baking was exemplary but this, this was just simply ridiculous! There must've been something amiss here, Chaelyn's jumbled thoughts swirled violently around in her head as she attempted to figure out what exactly had captivated everyone's attention although it was a bit difficult considering that she had completely shredded that one invitation pamphlet she was given. "Gah, why did I have to be so naive!?" Curiosity had gotten ahold of the girl, like a vulture wrapping its claws around a rodent. Nonetheless, an idea had popped up in her head as she was reminded of that one Seymour 'kid' sitting right across from her as she tried desperately looking for answers, thankfully he didn't seem all that provoked when she'd flipped out on him for earlier, even politely declining the one offer she'd made with a kind undertone! Conveniently, she didn't have to go through any awkward methods of trying to start up a conversation with him but instead was actually pulled into one by Seymour, him now asking the girl her sole reasoning behind joining this club of theirs. "Ha, sincerely? I have no clue!" She truthfully expressed, shaking her head back and forth before speaking once more. "Kinda had no choice but to join, parents believed I'd make more friends that way... So, switching topics, mind If I snag this real quick?! Thanks!" Tilting herself just a bit in her seating, Chaelyn issued a ridiculous forced smirk looked back up at him, leaning just enough over to swipe away the pamphlet that he had just to get an idea of this club's 'secret' motives.

Without any moment to spare she'd flung all of her weight back into the center of her chair, her hands barely slipping away the piece of paper from the erratic movement. "Aha, got ya!" Just before it could escape her fidgety grasp she was able to effortlessly expose the pamphlet's contents and all of its juicy information that it held. Only, Chaelyne was now completely absorbed with interest, her plucked brow furrowing as she had finally discovered what kind of mess she was actually in. "Investigators of the Supernatural?" If she'd known it was revolving around a thrilling topic such as this she probably would've been more inclined to join! Although, this made things a lot more interesting as they didn't know she was actually a medium, well one that does those stereotypical readings through webcams 'n' stuff like that but still compared to the other ones she was the real deal! Just as she was about to learn even more about this whole Investigation club, she was promptly reprimanded by Dylan after trying to snag another scrumptious cookie from the remaining ones that'd been left on the plate. "Ugh, now I can't create an inner monologue in my head that'll span for four paragraphs." Sighing in disbelief, she couldn't help but feel herself being watched by an audience of some kind after she'd said that... It was a strange feeling that stained the atmosphere around her, it was as if she'd broken some kind of fourth wall, perhaps it was just some unnatural surreal coincidence that people have but whatever it was she didn't pay too much mind to it, more specifically she became too enthralled at the time when someone named 'Tabemono' had arrived with their pet cat, 'Nyan'. Almost instinctively a shrill 'squee' sound had wrecked her vocal cords as she practically leaped out of her chair just to acknowledge the chubby cat's presence. "Oh my god! He's so flippin' adorable, I should've totally brought Luna here!" It was like a complete change of personality, Chaelyn's inhospitable attitude disappeared within the blink of an eye and was now taken over by some 'mushy' fascination for Nyan as she excessively attempted to rub the plump cat's face despite potentially being mere seconds away from being bitten by an uncomfortable fat feline.


( Short 'n' sweet enough for ya? )

Sinny The Fool , Coyote Hart , Kisaki

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[Uasal]

Authoria was a girl known throughout the school as one of the popular girls and quite a nasty one at that. There were several rumours about her circulating throughout the school such as bullying accusations and even some that would suggest the girl was somewhat of a player in her own right or perhaps a 'slag' or 'whore' if one were inclined to use such language. None the less and despite the reasoning behind it both Authoria and her gang of compadres were known and for the most part, steered clear of for a better quality of life.

As a popular kid, Authoria had no business being apart of the supernatural club. No business at all. All the kids that were within it were 'nobodies, dorks, freaks and losers with no life worth living at all'. So then why was she a part of the club then? Well, you see Authoria and Dylan are and always have been neighbours. Neighbours who at one point in time were inseparable friends. But due to a very serious bullying case in which Clair and her friends made Dylan's life a living hell in the first year of high school. Well, Clair's been forced to act as secretary as a punishment from both the school and her parents. It sucked! MAJOR BALLS!

Not only was she embarrassed to even be associated with the freaks but she also had to deal with sarcastic comments from her possie pretty much every week in regards to her position. They, of course, understood the situation but that didn't stop them from making jokes you know. But one thing was for sure. Authoria. Authoria despised every single member of the club at this stage and she was most certainly the last person to tolerate any shit whilst the club was taking place. If someone was in a bad mood they could take it outside. If someone had something they wanted to be changed they could change it themselves. And God forbid someone wanted her time outside of club hours/attempted to converse with her outside of the allocated club time. HA! HAHAHA! NO! Authoria had a punishment to abide by but that was all. She held not a single shred of loyalty to the club whatsoever. Besides those weirdos were hilarious topics for joking about with her friends. Haha, there was even this new applicant she accepted that could 'speak to the dead' or some shit. What a looney haha.

And so with a sigh and a push of the heavy wooden door, Authoria made her way into the clubroom and took her seat next to Dylan at the head of the elongated table. Her movements were announced, her posture was impeccable and every single thing she had on her screamed out popular kid. It was evident she wasn't anything like the rest of the club members and it was evident with a single glance. Ignoring everything that was going on Authoria brought her hand down onto the table with a resonating bang and once silence ensued she began speaking with great clarity and pronunciation " As of now the club's time has officially begun. In exactly one hour it will end. Anyone who is missing is now considered late on the attendance record with no excuses valid and anyone who is new... well welcome to the club I'm the secretary Authoria and if I meet you outside of the club I won't acknowledge you even exist. Dylan get on with it you have fifty-eight minutes remaining until I kick everyone out, got it!"
Everyone in the clubroom

 

[Kisaki]

Dylan Mores- Club room


Dylan had seen Sakurako around the school before. Rumors had it that she was deaf. He had no idea how to do ASL so he turned to his phone for help. Dylan pulled out his phone and typed onto the notepad app. He showed the girl his message, "No need to give me transfer papers. I'm not a teacher, lol." He gestured for her to sit with the others.

Dylan turned to the cookie bandit to ask who she was talking to. That was until a chubby cat ran into the club room. He squealed along with Chaelyn. His parents used to foster all types of furry and feathery creatures. He had experience of knowing where the best place is to pet a cat. "Where's your owner little guy?" He cooed, bending ovee and rubbing the cat's round head. The cat didn't have to answer as his owner came bursting through the doors. To his surprise, it was one of his new club members. "Nice to meet you Tabemono. Please take a seat." Dylan giving him a welcoming smile, noting the strange eye color.

That smile was destoryed when Authoria came strutting in with her bossiness. No wonder why she was called Authoria. She was a big authority figure in the club that could silence the club in seconds. "Yeah, yeah. Let me just write some stuff out on the board. You speak while I'm at it." He said, flicking his hand as he walked to the board.

 

[Coyote Hart]

Flashback contributed by Kisaki

"Mrs. Atwood?" Casper asked as he pushed through the door of his AP Physics classroom. He looked around for her presence, then saw her at her desk, typing away at whatever work she was on.

"Yes, Casper?" She looked up, stopping her typing. Casper was sure that she wasn't used to people going to talk to her right after school. She was a tall, intimidating teacher, with flame-red hair bundled up on her head, her lipstick-red mouth always in a serious line, and square frame glasses that made her look incredibly serious. All in all, she was a terrifying teacher to have. But Casper knew that there wasn't really anything to fear.

"I was wondering if I may request a letter of recommendation from you?" Casper asked, stepping into the classroom and letting the door shut behind him, "I'm planning on leaving next year for early college."

"Really? That's good for you," Mrs. Atwood said, standing up from her desk and walked over to a stack of file cabinets, which she opened and shuffled through, "I have just the thing for you."

She took out three pieces of paper stapled together. As she handed them to Casper, she explained, "I like to gauge my student's dedication and true knowledge before I grant them a letter of recommendation."

"I see," Casper said, leafing through the papers. From what he could immediately tell, it was an assignment like no other than he had received from Mrs. Atwood. There was a level of difficulty in the questions in the questions that would make any college student blanch. But Casper knew that he could do it, "When do you want this completed?"

"Whenever you want your letter of recommendation," Mrs. Atwood replied.

"Hmm..." Casper brooded, "I'll get it to you in a week. You can count on me."

"Alright then," Mrs. Atwood flashed one of her rare smiles, reserved for only those who she deemed worthy, "I believe in you, Casper."

Casper went out of the Physics room with a feeling of satisfaction. He audited what he had left for the day. It might be that he could go home and start to work on this difficult assignment given by his teacher. But then he remembered. He had to go to Dylan's silly Supernatural club thingy. He still believed it didn't have a shred of reality in it. But of course, a promise was a promise, Casper had to go. As he walked down to the hall to where he knew Dylan would be hosting the club, he replayed the strange conversation he had with Dylan during lunch earlier in the day...

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Casper stared at his bowl of ramen, thinking deeply about the math question he had in front of him. It was rare for him to eat during lunch time at school, much less even in the cafeteria. The loud cafeteria was bustling with people, and it didn’t make for a good place to concentrate. But today was an exception.

“Hey there buddy!” A warm voice from behind him spoke. It was none other than Dylan. Dylan placed a warm box on top of Casper's head and sat beside him. “ I baked some goods for you. I know you don't like the school food.”

“Hmm?” Casper dropped his pencil onto the table and reached up carefully to take the box off from the top of his head. It was a box full of steamed buns and mini cakes. “Why? You don’t owe me any favors.”

“I can't just be nice?” Dylan asked, slightly pouting. In today's generation, everyone thinks that doing something nice cost something in return. “ Friends do nice things for friends. Now eat up.” Dylan commanded with a smile.

Casper tentatively opened the box, taking out one of the steamed buns. They were still warm to the touch. He pushed aside his ramen noodles and took a bite out of the bun. It was warm and fulfilling, unlike the cup of chemicals and fried noodles he was eating. The rich pork flavor intermingled with the starch, creating an authentic taste that Casper hadn’t experienced in what felt like forever.

But the goodness of the pork buns made everything more suspicious to Casper. “Thanks. These must have cost quite a lot,” Casper said as he turned around to face Dylan, “Is there something you’re not telling me?”

Dylan’s eyes widened at the accusation. He did have a hidden agenda, but he wanted to wait after lunch to ask Casper. “Cost? N-no I cook these.” Dylan stuttered, waving his hands in a panic. He looked down to the table then back at Casper. “ Well...I do have something I want to ask you,” He pulled a piece paper that was folded inside his pocket. “I want you to join my club! Pretty please, steamed buns on top!” Dylan pleaded with a nervous toothy smile.

Casper raised his eyebrows in surprise. Dylan was a hell of a good cook if he was able to make steamed buns of such good quality. He took one of the mini-cakes and took a bite. Like the steamed buns, they were also bursting with flavor. Casper took a moment to swallow and decide. If Dylan was willing to go so far as to make him lunch, Casper knew that he was really serious about wanting him in his club. “Alright, what’s this club of your’s?”

Dylan eagerly clamped his hands together. “ It is called the ‘Investigators of the Supernatural’ club. It's not really a creative name but it's straightforward,” Dylan started, sliding the invitation toward the other boy. “It's just a club where we explore and investigate creepy things. We mainly try to gather evidence on the possible supernatural creatures in our town.”He said. He then gave Casper the pup eye look, “ Will you join?”

“Did you join some cult or something?” Casper chuckled teasingly as he read what was on the invitation and listened to Dylan’s description of the club. Casper didn’t believe in the supernatural to any degree. To him, it was only illusions of the mind and natural phenomenon. Casper was tempted to say no, but as he thought about it, he realized that there was no harm in joining. If anything, the presence of a club on his college resume might even bolster his chances of getting himself into the college he wanted to be in. And to add to that, he owed Dylan for the steamed buns and mini-cakes. With a tone of surrender and hesitancy, Casper replied, “Fine then. When is it?”

Dylan stretched his arms out and yelled “ Yay!” causing everyone within the cafeteria to turn their heads to stare at him. He mouthed a silent ‘sorry’ then turned his attention back to Casper. “The club won't disappoint you. It will start after school, capiche?”

“Ka poodle, or whatever you say in response to that,” Casper replied, turning his attention back to the math problems at hand, “You can count on me being there.”

“I know you will. You are always there to help me.” Dylan softly chuckled, giving him a small push with his elbow.

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After a bit of walking, Casper found himself at the front door of the club room. A lot of people were already there. Some of them Casper recognized, others were new. Dylan. Richard. Authoria.

"Sorry that I'm late," Casper said as he pushed open the door and briskly walked to take a seat, "I had to pick up some work from my Physics teacher."

Casper ignored the dog, the assholish behavior emanating from Authoria, and Chaelyn's adoration towards the dog. He only focused on his Physics homework. It was a lab, with several components, deep analysis, and an essay conclusion. One week would be cutting it close to be able to finish such a monstrous assignment.

Casper reached up subconsciously to take one of the cookies in the center of the table and munched on it. Immediately, the burst of flavor made Casper jerk up in surprise. "Holy shit, these cookies are amazing!"

Casper stuffed the entire cookie into his mouth and reached up to grab another one. Count on Dylan to reintroduce happiness to him, an emotion he had abandoned years ago to focus on studying. Casper sat up straight, ready to listen to whatever Dylan was about to explain.

 

[H3LLJUMPER_177]

Jessica tried to get closer to the wall and started to shake when she heard someone speak, she was unsure if this was the same person who harmed her or not. When her hand was taken she almost pulled it away, but the grip was gentle, the hand also felt smaller. She calmed down a bit, "I don't know... I'm blind... he didn't speak... He was silent the whole time!" she said sadly and held the ice pack on her head. The smell of the alcohol was quite strong. She covered her nose with her free hand. Jessica felt quite weak, she hated being the way she is, she felt as if she was just a burden on her family and for other people who help her. "I'm sorry you had to help me." She said quietly. "..oh and you can just take me back to the room, i think it was 205."

Richard watched as everyone was getting to know each other, but Richard lost his slight smile when the traitor walked into the classroom. Authoria.. Why dylan let her be secretary is beyond... At least casper is there, so that's something to be happy about...sorta. "Authoria, we had someone else here before you, she left to get some water, should be back soon...though it has been a minute..." he stated as he leaned back in his chair, arms crossed as if he was a bit mad. Though he kinda was..

 

[Mitchs98]

Riri noticed Chaelyn seeming...distant? As she looked at the cookie. She wasn't really sure how to describe it. She didn't put too much thought into it anyways. It was just a cookie. Perhaps it had too much salt or something in it. Who knew. Though soon after she noticed Chaelyn staring at her, the girl looked away with a faint blush. No doubt she was questioning why a 'rich and popular girl' such as herself was here. Well, not popular so much as her family was spoken of alot. Honestly she didn't like that reputation, not at all. There was a time she did but not anymore. She was unaware Chaelyn was worried about her texting her friends about the 'new weirdo in her club'. Though...she wasn't doing that at all. She was pretty sure if she knew what she was actually doing she'd be far more pissed off.

In reality? She was doing what she always did when female students she considered attractive were involved. Mentally undressing and perving on them of course! It was a side no one knew about, one she'd prefer to keep hidden. It was no secret she was flirty, though the rest..? If such rumors spread her family would entirely disown her.

Now that said, her happy time was soon disturbed by Chaelyn flying off the handle. Her eyes went wide, so what she'd heard about her being a little...aggressive...was true? Interesting. Even still, she continued to silently and passively observe the members of the club. She was surprised to see Jessica here, though she guessed you didn't need sight to be interested in the Supernatural. Mid-thought she glanced over to see Chaelyn already trying to make up with Seymour. Strange girl.

She shook her head, soon accepting the folder from Dylan. She assumed the folder passed to Jessica was in braile. Or...hoped it was anyway. Kinda insulting to give a blind girl a folder of stuff to read. "Jeez...think there's enough stuff to read in this?" She questioned Dylan jokingly, leave it to him to ensure everything was perfect.

Not very long after Sakurako walked in, a deaf girl. She'd never personally met her but she heard of her. One thing she did like about her position was all the rumors and talk of people she got to hear. She looked like a sweet girl, quite beautiful too. Basically exactly like she'd heard. She watched Jessica get up and leave but paid it no mind. Probably a bathroom break or something of the like, nothing to worry about probably.

Then on she just listened to the idle chatter, softly humming to herself. Everyone so far seemed nice, even Chaelyn. Absolutely perfect for a club in her opinion. She was snapped out of her thoughts when a hilariously fat cat ran in and everyone started fawning over it; particularly when Chaelyn gave a surprising yet typical schoolgirl squee of excitement over the feline. She had to admit, it was adorable. But still, she had some dignity after all.

The owner of said fluffy kitty soon arrived and introduced himself. This was one person she'd never heard anything about, other than he was apparently homeschooled. Of course...her good mood was ruined as soon as Authoria walked into the room. Damn that woman knew how to suck the fun out of everything...and in some cases everyone; if the rumors were to be believed. How anyone would want to do anything even remotely outside the realm of mere conversation with her was beyond her.

She was the definition of stuck-up bitch, for all the rumors and hate that circled Riri herself it was surely tenfold for her. She wasn't one for grudges, really she hadn't even personally done anything to her...she just entirely disliked her attitude. She rolled her eyes and sighed as she basically took charge of the club, despite Dylan being the club's president. Eh. Whatever. She really didn't want to get into it with her right now. Or...ever. Honestly she'd prefer her quit the club altogether, but she was quite sure the woman enjoyed flexing what little power her position conveyed.

She sighed heavily and shook her head, c'mon now Riri...enough dwelling about her. Think of the cute new members! They were nice! Everyone so far really. The whole club was...Authoria was just the black void of despair. Shortly after Authoria's rant Casper joined the room, Riri chuckling softly as he seemed to really enjoy the cookies. Deciding she wanted one before the cat that had been eyeing them since it arrived stole them all, she stood to grab one.

Biting into it she gave a hum of approval, "These cookies really are good. Thanks for bringing them, Dylan." She spoke in a soft tone. Surprisingly the first words she'd said the entire time. Not that there was much to say, though now may be a good time for introductions. "Oh. And to the new members, I'm Riri. It's nice to meet you." She said, leaving off her last name in hopes of maybe actually making a good first impression beyond her namesake...which all things considered probably wouldn't of been a good impression anyways.

 

[Seikomatsumoto]

Sakurako Nakayama

Sakurako simply nodded and took a sea somewhere. She looked and read the folder given to her not aware of Authoria's presence despite her introduction and stuff. She just continued her reading as she had not turned on her hearing aid due to being in the hallway earlier fearing overloading her hearing aid. She didn't actually mind whatever was happening and once she had finished reading, noticed that Authoria was talking and Dylan was writing something but just looked at them both confused. She also notice the other members paying attention but just didn't understand what they were listening to.

She just silently sighed and began to scribble in her communication book and raised her hand and when she felt like she got their attention, She handed her book to Dylan afterwards it simply wrote, "I'm Deaf." She said unable to hear their meeting kind of ashamed of her disability that she had since birth. It was hard growing up without knowing her Mother's, Father's voice. She doesn't even know how she sounds like.

Kisaki Uasal​

 

[Sinny The Fool]

Tabemono Ōbake

(Mentions - Kisaki SidTheSkid )​

"Oh my god! He's so flippin' adorable, I should've totally brought Luna here!"

With the aroma of cookies still fresh in the air, Tabemono along with his growling stomach, quickly realized what it was that drew Nyan to this room in the first place. As he looked around the place, and at everyone who would be joining the Club along with him while there may have been some thoughts of doubt, or concern lingering in the back of Tabemono’s mind about the Club, all of his troubles had been pushed aside, and instead, replaced by what sound of a conjoined, shrill squeal that come from two other students in the room. A girl, that Tabby noted smelled the strongest of cookies ‘Huh?? Odd, she doesn’t seem the type to smell like cookies… I wonder who Luna is?’ and along with her, who appeared to be the President of the Club, who quickly gained the affection of Nyan and directed Tabemono to a seat, the thought crossing his mind ‘Yooshuuu~ Well this isn’t a bad start is it? And all thanks to Nyan!~ For once...’

"Nice to meet you Tabemono. Please take a seat." Dylan giving him a welcoming smile, noting the strange eye color.

“Thank you, thank you!” Tabemono repeated to Dylan, nodding consecutively and turning his attention back to Chaelyn, who at this point was rubbing her hands against Nyan’s cheeks “Oh, and I wouldn’t do that, he has the habit of bi-” but before Tabby could get the chance to finish warning Chaelyn. Nyan went from sucking up Chaelyn’s affection to chomping down her hand “Gahh! Sorry!” Tabemono exclaimed apologetically, and Nyan released its bite before climbing up and resting itself on Tabemono’s shoulder. “Nyaaa~” Nyan meowed and spun itself around before resting in one spot.

 

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Alex looked at her and frowned, How could someone even bully a gentle and timid girl like this Alex then looked at Jessica and quickly removed his napkin that had the rubbing alcohol when she covered her nose ; " sorry about that so you need to go to room 205? Well you're in luck i am heading there myself i just recently joined the club! If you like we can walk there together? When we arrive there maybe i can finish removing the smudges from your face " he laughed gently at his handy work: " I tried to remove most of it but some smudges remain on your face. Sorry about that and here you can have my coat."

Alex took off his Coat and placed it over Jessica and grabbed her hand and said; " i am ready when you are miss? ugh you never told me your name" he said smiling at her gently and holding her hand very carefully.
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Jessica Silver & Alex Knightwalker
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Jessica sat there as the stranger spoke, he was quiet and gentle with everything he did, his intentions seemed worthy.. "Yes, 205, and..." she smiled a bit, "I'm Jessica silver.. I didn't catch yours.." she said as she felt the warm embrace of his jacket. She felt safe now, very safe. "Yes please, let's go back... I've suddenly lost the feeling to drink water.." she said shyly. Jessica hope she doesn't get ugly looks from the people in the club when they get there.
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Alex smiled that he got her name; " My name is Alex Knightwalker nice to meet you Jessica" Alex noticed that she was a very timid girl and he walked nice and slow at her pace and said " they should have some tea in the club room maybe i can prepare some for everyone what do you think Jessica? would it make for a good ice breaker? He said to her while he lead her to the room.

Jessica kept her smile, she was quite happy to have someone helping her... And his name, quite fitting it'd see. Knights helped ladies in the stories her mother read to her... "Nice to meet you Alex." she said timidly. "And yeah...tea sounds great!" she said happily, she counted the steps it took to get to the water fountain, they were close to the classroom now. Alex smiled she was relaxing around him he saw the room with the number's 205 he, released her hand and said to Jessica; " Right! i hope we can make new friends today. My mother worries that i spend most of my time working and helping at the hospital." he said, quite embarrassed. Opening the door he saw Seven students.

Four guys and three girls and one chubby cat. Alex new that when he opened the door he would get everyone's attention. so he smiled and said; " Hi i am Alex Knightwalker and this is Jessica Sliver and we are new members i hope " he said with a big smile looking at everyone in the room.

Richard looked at Jessica and quickly got up, "Who did this to her?!" he asked angrily, "I-it wasn't him...it was someone...id assume bigger than him." she said shyly, hoping she didn't offend him... Richard helped her to a seat and went to get a rag to help remove the smudges...

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