Disney Song!Yuu [Cult Edition: The Council]
Asides from Jamil who swears up and down that the prefect managed to attract the attention of mad genies and some shadow resembling santa boogie man. The cult has its fair share of... eccentric figures who no one knows how they got into the cult, much less the school.
Technically speaking no one is leading the cult, but if you asked around half of the people there they would tell you there's a council
Who's in the council? No one knows. Rule one of the council: you don't talk about the council
That rule would've applied to the cult but it's too big and too popular for anyone to mind
I can't tell you that there are approximately seven people in the council, and I definitely can't tell you whose the token straight man in terms of sanity in the council
Idia was pretty sure the only reason he was in the council was because he handled and sponsered the merch of the great one other than Mr. Sam who appears and disappears whenever he feels like it.
He wasn't arguing of his placement though, there were some sweet benefits that comes from being in the council. -is he going to tell anyone of his dorm's gift system with the SSR Tier Prefect of Ramshackle who got the premium treatment? Fucking sike.-
No, what he was more concerned about was the rest of the council.
He's absolutely positive more than half of them weren't even students of NRC, which begs the question where they got the uniforms from and how did they get in?
"We need to make an altar for our great friend." Gene, the Scarabia student- who Jamil swears upon his truce with Kalim is not a Scarabia student Idia- deadpanned to the council. "An altar with lots of gold and drawings of magic lamps."
Beau, the RSA bastard, stood up and slammed his hands down upon the circular table, "I object. We already have one back at school- I mean, back at home. Yeah, home. The home I share with Adam, isn't that right my beloved?"
Adam gave a thumbs up, avoiding eye contact with everyone in the room except Beau.
Idia stood up this time, not one for confrontation but definitely one for frustration and drama. "Exactly how did you get in again??? I swear I had security banned you two from invading NRC twice." They had made wanted posters saying no entry allowed. Posters.
Beau smugly smirked, Idia was damm sure he'll get to smack that princely brat's smirk off one day. "I had my cousin lend me his staff card to copy alongside his old uniform."
Idia blinked, "Your cousin- cousin?? COACH VARGAS?!?!"
Gene raised an eyebrow, "While that's boring mortal news. We need AN ALTAR FOR MY GREAT FRIEND-" Something bounced off his head and landed on the floor with a squeak. Idia didn't get to see what it was before it disappeared like it never existed.
Bob, the generic background Diasomnia student -who Jamil swears once again, which was highly amusing but also highly alarming, that is not a generic background Diasomnia student stop treating people like NPCs goddammit Idia- smirked, "You're thinking too small for a large man, you gotta go bigger and better than an altar to jam."
No generic charas rhymes, Idia ranted internally, what kind of chara rhymes when they speak??
Little did Idia know Bob was not a person.
Before anyone could speak further the door to the room burst open and Mr. Sam stumbled in. Idia raised an eyebrow at the man's odd way walking, he looked close to hitting the ground at any moment like he'd forgotten how legs work.
Is he drunk? Idia wondered.
"Mr. Sam, are you alright?" Beau questioned.
Mr. Sam merely gave two wonky thumbs up like he didn't know how fingers functioned before realising in a range of five seconds that he does.
Definitely drunk, Idia concluded.
Gene and Bob were just grinning like they knew something the rest didn't.
Idia watched as Mr. Sam fell into a free seat before he turned towards the others, "Asides from Gene's... idea, exactly why were we gathered here today?"
"... oopsie daisy, I lost the keys to the mighty?" Bob shrugged his shoulders in a what can you do motion.
Beau blinked, "You lost the keys to the mighty?- wait a second, you lost the keys to our secret STASH OF YUU RECORDINGS?!"
Idia choked. Mr. Sam flailed his arms around like a limbless chicken-shaped air dancer in his panic.
"How?" Gene asked in disbelief. "Can't you just- you know, defend yourself? Attack your enemies? Bob??" He stressed the last sentence as though he was trying to point out the obvious.
Bob raised his arms to the air as though he was about to be arrested, "I was stealthily attacked! Ok?! By my friends too no doubt. They wanted the recordings 'cause they were never let in to be about."
Idia frowned, "You have friends?"
Bob gave him an offended look, "At least I thought they were untik they threatened to tickle me nonstop. If they did I will surely pop."
Beau sighed, massaging the bridge between his nose, "Who were these friends of yours?"
"The Diasomnia leader and his inner court of fae. For they surely want the recordings for a play."
The cult and the other, other list are not the only factions following the godly prefect of Ramshackle inside NRC
There's a lot of chinese inner court worthy drama going on behind the scenes as though the factions are the wives and Yuu is the emperor but we'll get to the attempted poisoning attempts some time in the future (σ`∀´)σ
Adam & Beau: Beau's cousin let us in :) *somewhere in NRC Vargas sneezed*
Gene who is totally not Genie: I had helpful friends *simply hypnotized a majority of the school to think he's part of NRC*
Bob who is totally not Oogie: my body's a shadow, everything is a shadow *please handle with care, he's fragile and will combust into a mass of darkness*
The Shadows: Sam is a friend, friends share bodies :D *they said what they said*
