Find your way

Hiiiii~ I'm Kimiko Genkaku... Apparantly. My memory is a little hazy right now so I can't remember anything but enjoy your stay! Let's hook up sometime and get some food hm? Status:Alive Affiliation: Amnesia-ER

[amnesiac-niki]

Parting Gift [Closed/Kimiko]

> Install Genkaku.exe?

> [Yes].

>Installing… Installing…

[amnesiac-niki]

Sitting on her bed, Niki watched the ID card with a mixture of wariness and resignation.  In her other hand, she held the Shogun Snowglobe that she’d gotten from the hospital raffle.

Why was she even doing this?  The bauble didn’t interest her - she might as well chuck it in the trash.  And Kimiko Gekaku had betrayed her, admitted to setting her up; from what she’d seen of the other girl’s true personality, she’d most likely try rubbing it in to get her upset.  She couldn’t even be sure if it was the real Kimiko, what with the existence of LISE.

And yet…things she couldn’t quite put into words were nagging at her from the inside.  She wanted answers, no matter how miniscule the chance.  So as the download finished, she let her features fall into a neutral expression and tried to keep her voice level.

“Hey.  …So, given what we just learned about your talent and all that, I was wondering if this thing fit your style?”  She held up the snowglobe, but then realized that she didn’t know if the face in the program could really see.  “Uh.  It’s a snowglobe, with a little traditional manor inside.  Pretty fancy, I guess, if that’s your thing.  It reminded me of your ring, and…I dunno, I couldn’t think of anyone to pass it off to.”

If Kimiko did like it, part of her wondered, what should she do?  Keep it around to show her if they chatted again in the future?  Smash it, just to feel a little bit of revenge?  Nothing seemed to make sense anymore…

[kogalkimiko-blog]

>Processing…please wait >… >Download completed >Opening file…

Niki’s pass flickered with static until the familiar face of the recently dubbed Shogun Executioner appeared upon it with a vastly mischievous looking grin. There was a raspy sigh before speaking.

“Genkaku Kimiko at your service. You have reached the right person if you plan on spreading despair and death throughout the wor-”

…

“Oh Niki-chan… I was uh… Hoping that you would install me sooner or later.”

The program could indeed not see but the description of the snowglobe was captivating enough.

“It sounds really pretty. It is also very much my aesthetic. I would be happy to take it off your hands… If I had any. However Niki-chan… Was that really all you called for? Because I would think that like the others; you would have wanted to damn me to death.”

[shslfoureyes]

ai thread | to answer the good, ask the evil | closed (kimiko.exe)

[shslfoureyes]

Her smirking face seemed identical to the real version he saw only a short while ago. It unsettled him to the core, how innocent she looked. Like any other girl in the world, he thought. He felt disgusted, but managed to hold his emotions inside for once. There was work to be done with Kimiko, no beating around the bush. All too familiar, but there was nothing she could do to hurt him that he hadn’t already thought of and readied himself for. Some paper swatches from the rooms were pulled out onto the examination table along with a pen. He was going to have to write this down.

Loyal subject? Hardly. He began regretting loading the naginatadoka up, but he kept trying to remember his goal. Even if he had to go through horrible jokes and uninteresting commentary, he would persevere. The surreal attitude of this situation was incredibly odd. This mastermind certainly didn’t spare any expenses when coming up with such an advanced artificial intelligence system. Not even the smartest of scientists could quite come up with a way to transfer memories to robots without them going completely rogue. This representation of Kimiko was perhaps a marvel to examine.

“Hello to you too Genkaku-san. On the contrary, yes and no. I’d be lying if I wasn’t telling you I wasn’t to interested in speaking to you again. However, my pursuits do not come from solely a cold view this time. I want to ask somethings about you.”

“I suppose we are in a way, hanging out. But I feel as if we have a common enemy here, Genkaku-san. This mastermind stripped you of your genius plan to set up a mutual killing like this one, after all? Something tells me you’d have been much more happy if your plan went along smoothly. After all, the despair and suffering everyone’s feelings would be your fault. On the same note, I wish to find that said usurper. And in honesty, I do not think my reasoning is the same as the others. So I’m calling for a truce between you and me. Wouldn’t you enjoy some vengeance?”

He would have extended his hand out to her, but of course, she’s only a 2D projection. So instead, he nodded his head and tilted his head to the side. Persuasion was like a game of chess. And he had to play right.

“So, what do you say?”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

The ID pass flickered again and emitted a soft buzzing tone as Kimiko prepared a response. How strange this was; Katashi Miyashita, one of the characters that told her to burn in hell was asking for her help? This was beautifully bittersweet. However what this kid was saying was true. She did want revenge on whoever interfered with her glorious plans for despair. This was a strange combination indeed. The Mastermind and one of her victims teaming up together to fight an even bigger evil? This is what the best manga are made from.

“You make an interesting offer Miyashita-chi. Are you sure you want to work with someone as furiously awful as me? Because it sounds like fun. I would be more than happy to assist you in your endeavors on unmasking the person behind this facade of stupidity. However that means we have to treat each other as equals you hear me?”

The program paused and another monotone cackle emitted.

“I say we go for it partner. Let me propose a counter deal to you kid. I don’t quite fancy being dead, it wasn’t what I thought it would be. Being a computer is soooo boring y’know? If you want my help then you have to keep me switched on all the time. I’ll be like your familiar. Your conscience. You need help to figure out mysteries? Bam, I’m here. Miyashita Katashi, you’ve gained a powerful ally.”

[shslfoureyes]

ai thread | to answer the good, ask the evil | closed (kimiko.exe)

He really didn’t want to do this. But what choice did he have? He’s gotten tired of waiting for answers to come back with memories and hints by LISE or whatever. Katashi couldn’t wait anymore, he was going to search for answers right now. Where else to start than the person who was supposed to create this monstrosity of a program in the first place? Albeit, without the calming hospital and the true neutral AI with a stubborn amount of coding.  He took his ID with him over to the arcade machine on the middle floor. After that, it was up to the intensive care unit to check out the examination table. Shortly after, his ID vibrated with a small noise.

A selection of AI’s popped up, all asking to be downloaded. He didn’t think Shimamoto deserved to be dug up from their rest- the first to go deserves a good time after. And the boy didn’t feel like he would be the cheeriest and peppiest person. Plus, it’s likely they didn’t know much about the situation either. Genda? He didn’t even want to talk to that cretin. A murderer and a self proclaimed genius. In reality, he was just a heretical conspiracy theorist. He’d rather pass. Ryota, he didn’t know too well. Pass. Felix? In honesty, he really did want to speak with the poet again. They never really got to bond that much, but deep inside the patient knew they could be friends. Then, there was only one decision left.

> Install Genkaku.exe?

> [Yes].

>Installing… Installing…

He hoped that what he was downloading wasn’t some bizarre malware. Who knew with someone as convoluted as Kimiko Genkaku, the serial killer and ex-mastermind? While she was likely the last person he’d ever want to be around, even if he was the last person on Earth, there was no question that Katashi needed Kimiko’s help to try and figure out this mystery once and for all. The buffering signal spun and spun endlessly and he watched. It wasn’t long until the program was nearly all done. He sarcastically smiled and spoke.

“Welcome back.”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

>Processing…please wait >… >Download completed >Opening file…

Katashi’s ID flickered on with the face of an all too familar entity. Kimiko Genkaku, the Shogun Executioner, back from the dead. Sort of. The static and most certainly ominous smile of the most recently executed student stared directly into the soul of whoever was unfortunate enough to load her up.

“Hiiiiii~ I’m Genkaku Kimiko the Super High-School Level Naginatadoka. I’m not able to put up with your bullshit today so please leave a message after the beep.”

The gyaru let out a rather forced and apathetic laugh.

“I’m kidding. Greetings loyal subject Miyashita-chi. Considering that you did not particularly take well to my theatrics in the class trial, I believe that you aren’t simply calling to catch up am I correct?”

She paused for a moment, but not long enough to give Katashi a chance to speak.

“But of course, if you are really choosing to call for social reasons, let’s go hang out! I’d have some bubble tea but unfortunately I’m a computer file and also if I was a living breathing entity again, It would probably spill out of all those spear holes. Gwahaha!”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Yari No Sutingu [INVESTIGATION] [OPEN]

[shiwahirayama]

Hanging out with bodies was evidently not higher on their list of priorities than last time. Rather than letting their gaze stray anywhere near Felix, Shiwa instead looked at the others that had gathered, eyes narrowing when they caught Kimiko fleeing out of the corner of their eye. Trusting that the room itself would be thoroughly examined by someone, they threaded their way between a few bodies and followed into the hallway and just as quickly into the chapel. Rather than looking to her specifically, they awkwardly looked over the decor, with special attention given to the harp, to see if anything was moved or missing or damaged.

“Is religion…spirituality…something in your memories, perhaps? Or do you just feel that this is something…that you should do. That impulse is…strange to me.” They rubbed their eyes tiredly as they said it, pronounced under-eye circles making obvious another night of poor sleep, ID card already hanging loosely from one hand. “…No, that is not what I meant to ask. I doubt you have an alibi for one in the morning, Genkaku-san. Did you get a good look at the murder weapon? I hadn’t…examined the crime scene in greater detail before. The room itself, that is.”

In the new clarity and silence that came with being out of the crowd, they scanned their card once more and returned it to their sweater.

“His offered secrets were not anything particularly…strange, when compared to the others at large. Poetry, correct, royal blood, unlikely but possible, cultism, very doubtful. Perhaps someone else was…memory-triggered, incited to violence by their own secret, then? One wonders, why him.”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Kimiko turned her head slowly as Shiwa entered the room. Their tired remnants getting rubbed out of their eyes. She didn’t expect anyone to follow her in here and even though she was enjoying a brief moment of spirituality and relaxation in such a trying time. With an exhausted and soft smile she turned around and dusted her skirt down.

“Good morning Hirayama-san. Fe-chan’s death was quite a shock wasn’t it?”

She paused and closed her eyes, turning around again to face the back of the chapel wall. She sighed.

“I dunno, just praying makes it seem like everything will work in your favour eh?”

She opened her eyes and looked at the podium in front of her, before her gaze slowly drove upwards towards a shocking sight on the back wall. A fearsome message strewn across the boarding… in blood.

“H-Hirayama-san-”

She pointed at the message and let out a small hapless yelp.

“I- I am your god now?”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Yari No Sutingu [INVESTIGATION] [OPEN]

With the day only just beginning, hearing that announcement wasn’t the way that Kimiko Genkaku wanted to start her morning. Rolling out of bed, she stumbled out of her room and joined the crowds as they maneuvered their way upstairs; her fingers nervously rolling her newly acquired ring, a sharp stinging fear surging through her body as she wondered which poor soul had been murdered this time.

It was shocking to see the second floor completely lit up with blood. Pulling a face, she followed the rest of the group into the Physical Therapy room where Felix Achille Krier lay defeated, with a spear jabbed in his throat. Holding in the urge to start screaming, she simply glanced at her classmates to gauge their reactions and returned to gaze at the body with a gasp.

“Oh no… Fe-chan…”

With the sound of disappointment and a sour look on her face, she assumed the same position that she did last time and took a strong stand to investigate this murder. On the assumption that a lot of the students would stay here in order to check the body, Kimiko fled the scene, running into the hallway and staring at the walls that were probably soaked as well. It certainly was a mess.

She didn’t particularly wait for anyone to appear after her and instead shot down the hallway in the direction of the chapel. If anything, praying to the gods for success in the upcoming necessary trial felt of utmost importance.

Kimiko stepped in, clapped her hands twice and bowed. Little did she know that someone else had followed her in here, presumably taking the same initiative as she did.

[kogalkimiko-blog]

White Lies Are Made Of This [Open]

Kimiko wasn’t sure what she was going to find when she followed the sounds of commotion from a few rooms over. When she arrived, finding Ryota’s charred body certainly wasn’t one of them. At first she was taken aback but in a moments splice, she looked away.

What a waste of Ice Cream.

She stood in line before LISE as the cube gave them their next treatment. It didn’t sound so much as a treatment as more a motive for murder if she was honest. She looked on as the secrets were revealed unsure what to make of them, which ones were true and which ones were false. When her gaze fell upon her own name she was taken back in surprise.

Kimiko Genkaku murdered her parents.

“Wah… Well that’s a blatant lie.”

She didn’t show her nerves. What would the people around her think of this. Did they think it was true? Were they going to get suspicious? It left her at a standstill of thought. She turned to the nearest student and scoffed.

“What are you gonna slap the cuffs on me and take me to jail? Try it punk”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Therapy for the Weary [Open]

[amnesiac-niki]

This room was much more her speed.  As she entered, Niki cast an appreciative look over the various pieces of exercise gear.  Sure, she was already pretty fit, but she saw nothing wrong with putting in some more workout time after what had happened.  She wanted people to think twice about attacking her, even if they had a weapon…

Kimiko was at the parallel bar, but she seemed to be lost in thought and Niki didn’t want to startle her.  She went to take a water bottle from the mini-fridge instead, at which point the other girl noticed her and spoke up.

“Hey.”

As much as Yasu S.’s murder had given her a reason to be wary of everyone else, she had to admit she felt somewhat at ease around this girl.  That didn’t make striking up a conversation in this sort of mood any easier, though.  What were you supposed to say?  Boy, isn’t it wild that we were chatting with a murderer?  You didn’t have to be a social butterfly to figure out that was an awkward topic.

Water bottle in hand, she went and sat down by the weights.

“…You feelin’ alright?” 

Unimaginative, sure, but it was all she could think of at the moment.

[kogalkimiko-blog]

The sight of Niki entering the room was a welcomed one. Over the course of the few days that they had been trapped with, Kimiko felt most secure when around the tall muscular woman. She stood up again, not wanting to make it seem like Niki was disturbing her and slinked back over to the weights shelf. She busied herself by arranging them; not really willing to discuss the events of the murder and execution prior, let alone the effect it had on her.

“...Never better.” She said with a blank and almost disembodied tone. Like a zombie, she sluggishly pawed through the shelf as if she was searching for something. That’s when it caught her eye. A lonely brass ring lay rather out of place amongst the heavy pink weights. She scratched at it with her finger, hooking it and pulling it onto her finger.

“Hey, Niki-san, look what I found.” She turned around and glanced blankly at her friend.

“It’s a pretty ring.”

She clicked her heels as she sauntered over to Niki and held her hand out to show her. The ring was etched with strange markings; two naginata spears and the kanji for good luck. It looked as if it came from some sort of samurai movie.

“These are some strange markings huh?” She grinned and grabbed hold of Niki’s hand, bringing it over hers to let her feel the etchings of the ring.

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Therapy for the Weary [Open]

Harsh?

…

No.

…

He murdered, he deserved it.

…

He could have done it better.

Kimiko awoke with a yell, slipping out of her bed and slamming on to the floor with a thud. She winced and rubbed her head, fluffing her hair as it started to deflate. The night before, Chuichi Genda was executed for the murder of Yasu Shimamoto. The trial was a blur, with everyone yelling in chaos trying to get Chuichi to admit his crime. Kimiko didn’t feel right. She didn’t think a lot of people did. Something inside her was churning with a burning desire to know how Chuichi felt. What drove him to commit the murder, how it felt during the rush of the kill.

These are all questions she wanted to ask but never could.

Chuichi was dead.

She pulled herself together, realising that it was morning, with the screen informing them that further treatment was due. She certainly wasn’t looking forward to that. In the meantime, continuing her flawed exploration efforts was the best way to pass the time. She pulled on her mary janes and stepped out of her room. She saw many of the students as they all wandered aimlessly through the halls of the hospital, searching for any new clues. A lot of them had indeed ventured upstairs, along with Kimiko, to explore the new world.

For about five minutes she paced the hallways, mind blanker than it usually was. Had anyone began to remember who they were yet? She frankly, still had no idea. Eventually, Kimiko found herself wandering into a room that wafted a scent of hard work and activity. The Physical Therapy room.

For some reason, she felt compelled to continue searching in this room. She strolled over and investigated the dumbbells and ankle/wrist weights, as if they held some sort of booby trap into a secret passageway. After that she wandered over to the Parallel bar and treadmill, holding onto the bar for a moment, taking a deep breath. Finally she walked over and stood on one of the mats, bending down to touch it, before kneeling down and closing her eyes. This was probably the most peaceful room in the Hospital at the moment. She needed the time to think. After about ten minutes of reflection, she heard someone enter.

“Oh…? S’up.”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Lost At Sea [Investigation] [Niki And Chuichi]

[amnesiac-niki]

Niki didn’t believe in censoring oneself - at least, she was pretty sure she didn’t; the thought of it just got under her skin - but boy, did she want to cram something in Genda’s mouth after hearing that ‘killer’ pun.  She let out a laugh upon seeing Kimiko wipe her hand across his face. 

While he was still the last person she’d pick to join their group in other circumstances, letting him tag along as the other girl’s punching bag would at least be good for relieving stress (just not his).

“I guess so.  Better than letting you wander and get on everyone else’s nerves with those jokes.”

And we can keep an eye on you that way, too.  After all, it’d make sense for the culprit to tag along and try getting rid of any evidence they found…

“And…hmm, that’s a good point, Kimiko.  Shimamoto came off as kind of a softie to me, but they were still one of the taller ones around here - maybe whoever attacked them wanted to make sure they were drowsy first, or something.  Anyway, let’s go.”

Casting a last glance in the direction of their former classmate’s body, she left the scene of the crime, heading for the pharmacy.  Once inside, she would check the contents of any garbage cans.

[unforgottenobservations]

“Thirsty for blood? You don’t think the killer was a vampire d- you know what, nevermind. Yeah, okay, sure, I can go first. No biggie. Step aside, ladies… your savior is coming through.”

With a puff of his cheeks he flashed a look between the two before heading off down the hallway as well, bustling himself right in front of Niki as he had been so instructed. He didn’t acknowledge his inappropriate joking despite both of their comments on it, choosing instead to move on to bigger, brighter things. As they entered the Pharmacy and the others began checking around, Chuichi  the pro-investigator busied himself by standing in the middle of the room with his arms folded. You know, like investigators do. 

He also took this moment to snatch up the sunglasses from his neck and put them on.

“So, what, you guys think Shimamoto was drugged? Figures, with all of this dangerous poison lying around. What are you looking in there for, exactly? There aren’t going to be drugs in the trash.”  He shifted over to some of the pill bottles on the shelves and gave them long, meaningful looks with his shaded eyes. Certainly this would unveil something.  

“Don’t you have to check these horrible things out anyway..? If you’re going to waste your time with trash drugs you might as well check the register. Maybe while you do that Genkaku-san and I can investigate elsewhere.” 

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Arriving in the Pharmacy was like a breath of fresh air. The vicious scent of death was no longer lingering and as such, Kimiko could clear her head a bit better. Immediately, she aided Niki on her trash hunt before giving up and leaning against the nearby wall. She sighed and turned to Chuichi.

“Well I would say that it is pretty likely. Shimamoto-san wouldn’t have gone down so lightly. Needless to say, the trash was a good call. After all, there could be empty bottles in there that indicate that drugs were indeed used.”

She paused and glanced out into the hallway.

“I think we should check somewhere else. We need to spread ourselves thick.”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Lost At Sea [Investigation] [Niki And Chuichi]

[amnesiac-niki]

“Yeah, I think you’re right.  See this?  It looks like Shimamoto was struck more than once.  I don’t think the killer would have to do that if their weapon was something sharp, since they’d probably have a better chance of hitting the brain…Or whoever did it was in a frenzy, like you said.  But that also means the culprit has a reason to lie about what their serum’s effect was, so we might not get anywhere by just asking.”

Since Kimiko apparently hadn’t found anything of interest around Yasu S.’s corpse, it was safe to assume that the culprit had gotten rid of whatever the weapon was; she couldn’t think of any ways to destroy it, so first they should see if it was hidden somewhere.  However, she was momentarily distracted from that train of thought by Genda’s approach.

Of all the people…Although neither of them had been in the best moods when they met, and holding a grudge over something like a person’s tone of voice when they had an investigation to conduct was just petty.  It was kind of satisfying to see his formerly-arrogant demeanor evaporate, though, as well Kimiko apparently sharing her dislike of him.

“If you’re going to throw up, try to do it in a trash can instead of on anything important.  …But give them a good check before you do, too, because it doesn’t look like the murder weapon’s here.” 

She looked back at Kimiko.

“The autopsy report says it was close to 30 minutes between the time Yasu was killed and when the rest of us started showing up - that’s plenty of time to hide whatever was used to kill them.  You think we should search some of the other rooms?  The pharmacy and discharge lounge are closest to here, but they could’ve gotten farther away, like to the gift shop…I don’t want to split up, though, so wherever you pick’s fine with me.”

[unforgottenobservations]

He had just been peeking back out of his hat when Kimiko, and then in short follow Niki addressed him. Jolting at the confrontation his fingers reluctantly lt go of the cap and let it flick back up above the rim of his glasses. His face paled immediately, and he refused to look at Yasu’s corpse, but he had complied.

“…Y…..Yes, ma’a— Genkaku-san. My bad, okay. I just. I don’t like seeing stuff like this, it’s perfectly normal to be repulsed. I’m not some coward. Eugh.” The last bit caused him to shoot an icy glare over to Niki, the one who he’d met previously for long enough to know he wasn’t fond of. 

“And I’m not going to throw up. I’m Genda, by the way. Genda Chuichi. The weapon is obviously nothing in here or it would be covered in blood. If I’d done it I’d have just thrown the thing away- disposed of it permanently. There’s no point in leaving it just anywhere. Yeah, I’ll…. help you look around, but if you ladies are looking for the killer, I….”   

“…have killer investigation skills. Really! I’ve made the conclusion that whatever my talent was before we showed up to this place had to be something extremely insightful. Observational. Important. Somewhere in here I’ve got just the skills you guys need, to bring… justice. Let me tag along.”

Chuichi took this time to point at himself and smile smugly, after spitting all of that out like some sort of pointless dialog machine. This gesture would be much more effective if he wasn’t staring at a corner of the room away from the body and its pokers.

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Watching Chuichi speak was entertaining to say the least. For someone who came off so abrasive and rude, he was quick to fall to his knees and obey every word that Kimiko said. This retrospectively was the worst move for Chuichi because Kimiko was almost most certainly going to take advantage of this.

“Genda-kun is this really the appropriate time to be making puns? I’m pretty sure you’ve noticed that Shimamoto is dead right?”

She sighed, running her hand through her silky hair. She smirked and glanced sidelong at Chuichi.

“Whatever, you’re here now so put these skills to use. You can go first when we’re exploring the rest of the Hospital. That way if the killer is thirsty for more blood, they can have yours instead!”

She winked and blew a kiss rather flirtatiously in the boys direction before turning back to face Niki and discuss what the plan of action was. Her face fell to a more serious stance once again.

“I agree Niki-san, we need to check everywhere to see if the culprit left any marks. I suggest that we definitely check the Pharmacy first. I don’t know why, but a place with lots of drugs sounds dangerous to me! Let’s go there.”

She stood up and moved away from Yasu’s body, walking over to Chuichi and wiping the blood that was all over her hands from inspecting the body across his face. She then held her hand out to Niki and made her way towards the door that lead back into the lobby.

“Come on Mr. Investigation extraordinaire. If you’re so good, lead the way. Don’t keep me waiting, that would be drastically unfortunate for you.”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Lost At Sea [Investigation] [Niki And Chuichi]

[amnesiac-niki]

Once the initial shock of both seeing a dead body and then her second memory had passed, Niki took a deep breath and headed back over to where the rest of the students were gathered.  As technical was they were, the meaning behind LISE’s words had been clear - they had to discover Yasu Shimamoto’s killer.  Why, she didn’t know, but she was certain that failing to do so wouldn’t be good for them.  And whoever the culprit was now had even more incentive to cover up what they’d done…

The information LISE had given them was so obvious as to be unhelpful, with the sole exception of what time Yasu had died.  Might as well start with checking the body herself, then.  She was surprised to see that, out of all the others to think the same way, Kimiko was already doing so, although she certainly didn’t seem happy about it.

“No, it’s fine.  I understand.”  After all, if the killer was one of the others, every second wasted just gave them another chance to try and hide something vitally important.  “Would you like me to take over here?  I don’t think I know much about autopsies, but we should at least be able to figure out what kind of thing they were hit with by taking a closer look.”

It was strange.  The bodies in her memory, whoever they were, had been such an agonizing sight; now, she found herself not even flinching at the thought of touching someone’s bloodied skull.  Was it just easier if she kept thinking of Yasu as a stranger?  Was it because her own life might be on the line soon enough?  Was her mind trying to block out the pain? 

Just another thing about herself that was lost, it seemed.

[unforgottenobservations]

After trying to leave the scene, inspecting the surrounding area, and freaking out a little, it became clear to Chuichi that he really needed to actually look at the body. At least.. maybe now that people had seen it there would be less of a crowd, fewer people to make a big deal about it if he threw up or something. Gathering up what he could muster of his constitution, he stepped into the room to see…

“Wh… What are you two DOING?”  

He twisted his face into an absolutely repulsed grimace, seeing the messy scene of the crime once more and then these two ladies just mashing through it like barbarian detectives, or something. He stepped until he was behind the two of them and then, like any self-proclaimed investigator might, got to work. Chuichi inspected the inside of his hat. That is, he pulled it right over his eyes as soon as the full wound came into view, wretching. 

“Grgh- Hyk-  I mean… this is… fine. Horrifying, but fine. What even happened? Did they fall into one of thes— gh-”

With a heave of the shoulders, he turned away from the body again as a wave of embarrassing nausea came over him. He didn’t want to be seen like this.

“D-Don’t.. look at me.”

[kogalkimiko-blog]

Thankfully, someone heeded her call and came to help. Niki Ikutano, the girl that was so kind to Kimiko at the beginning of this ordeal. She was secretly really glad that it was Niki that came to help on the case that if the killer tried to take another life, she’d have protection. Kimiko glanced weakly from the body to meet Niki’s concerned face and she grimaced.

“That would be a great help. I don’t particularly like touching dead things... You’re right though, although it’s pretty clear that this is an attack with a blunt instrument. Poor Shimamoto-san’s head has been burst right open.”

She paused and glanced back towards the wounds. Yes, that’s right, wounds. She spotted multiple strike spots strewn across their head.

“Hey Niki-san, look at this.” She pointed to the wounds she had previously investigated. “Shimamoto-san was most likely struck more than once. If anything, this feels like it was some sort of struggle. Either Shimamoto didn’t die right away, or the murderer killed out of desperation. It’s very... sloppy y’know?” She placed a finger gently on her soft lips. She felt exactly like an police investigator, you know like on those cop shows. “What makes this worse is I feel that this really was a case of someone not being able to handle the effects of the treatment we received.”

She paused.

“On that note, we should probably ask everyone what was happening to their bodies during the treatment. After all, it could lead to a cl-”

She was interrupted by the distressing screech of one of the boys nearby. It was a kid that she hadn’t properly met before but had seen wandering the hallways just as confused as she was. From first impressions; not that they meant much considering this was a unique situation, the boy before them was rather rude. Naturally, her response was to bite back.

“What you never seen a couple of hot girls poke a dead body before? Jeez, get over yourself man”

She paused again; realizing her brash response could seriously upset someone in the peripheral area, she rolled her eyes and held her hands up in defense.

“My name is Genkaku Kimiko, sorry for snapping, this is a stressful situation. And to answer your previous question, we happen to be investigating a murder. So if you’d please put your hat back on and give us a hand by looking around?”

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Lost At Sea [Investigation] [Open]

An odd sensation quivered it’s way through Kimiko Genkaku’s body. She felt calm, even if it was for a brief moment where the flow of time seemed to cease completely. The world around her was in a numbed silence as she stood there, hands frozen in front of her and her sharp gaze fixated on the mass lying motionless on the floor.

And then came the scream.

She had to throw her hands over her mouth to make herself stop, the blood curdling screech could easily have deafened anyone in the vicinity. A cold sweat ran down her forehead as she glanced to the others that stood there; Felix, Atsuko, Sachi and Yasu all had similar expressions to her. Fear, confusion...

Someone had been murdered.

Whilst the rest of the group arrived, everything was a blur. Lise appeared as expected and explained the situation. So it would seem that the killer was not going to get away lightly. Many thoughts darted through Kimiko’s mind. She couldn’t help but feel like whatever will happen to the criminal, they deserved. After all, it takes someone really messed up to murder someone over something as simple as a treatment.

She took a deep breath and steadied herself, clicking her heel against the floor. She wasn’t going to let this get to her. Grieving for Yasu could wait, especially if there was justice to be served. Kimiko Genkaku stood tall and straight, dusting down her skirt and adjusting her Bow. It was time to get to work.

Without waiting for the other students, she scurried over to Yasu’s body and knelt beside it. She stuck her fingers near the wound and parted Yasu’s hair, trying to get a closer look. After her initial investigation there, she peered around the immediate area of the body. She was looking for anything that had been left close the corpse at the scene of the crime. 

Her hands were visibly shaking as she did this and whilst she appeared to have a calm and collected demeanor, it was clear that she was nervous and scared.

“Hey, can s-someone give me a h-hand over here? We don’t have time to like... Forget it... Just help me please...?”

[amnesia-er]

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Catch Of The Day [NIKI]

[amnesiac-niki]

'However, I regret to inform you not all of you may think of your newfound changes as helpful as they are designed to be.'  That was what LISE had said, and here was proof.  Niki realized she had been lucky - at least so far, since she hadn’t felt any majorly adverse effects. 

Normally, being addressed in such a way would put her right off of doing whatever was asked of her, but she could understand that pain would make anyone short-tempered.  With just a nod, she turned and headed into the pharmacy and grabbed a bottle of generic painkillers, making sure to press the cash register button like the rules instructed - getting killed by LISE over an infraction like that wasn’t on her schedule.  When she brought it back to Kimiko, though, a thought struck her.

"These serums we were given…You don’t think they’ll react with medicine or anything, do you?"  She wondered if she should put the pills down and let Kimiko take them herself; that way, she wouldn’t…be the one who killed her if something happened.  Right?

Immediately, she felt a surge of overwhelming anger - anger at herself - for reasons she couldn’t quite explain.  It wasn’t as if she’d known Kimiko for that long.  Well, LISE had said they were schoolmates before all this, but it wasn’t as if she remembered that yet…Did Kimiko remind her of someone else, then?  She shook the thoughts away.

"…It’s not like I can ask you to keep toughing it out, though.  Just take one or two, okay?  And let me know if you start to feel worse.  I’ll stay here if you need help."

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As she gently massaged the muscles in her arms, Kimiko watched as Niki headed towards the Pharmacy. She didn't want to sound rude or aggressive however the muscle pain she was experiencing, despite beginning to calm down briefly, was enough to make anyone irritable. She managed to pull herself back up and stood vulnerably, waiting for Niki to return. When the large girl got back, she took the painkillers and opened the lid.

"I hope not. Like, would that even count as killing another patient? I mean, I doubt LISE would be making it that easy on us."

She paused, thinking back to the files she found in the lobby.

"I better be careful though. My file in the lobby says I'm allergic to... something..."

She took two of the pills from the bottle and popped them in her mouth. It was incredibly difficult to swallow them without water but with a few silly faces and a cough, she managed to take them down.

"Hopes Peak Academy huh? We were all students at a school for talented kids? I guess that makes sense since talent is blanked out on our ID cards. And if you think about it, if we can live through this treatment then perhaps that will lead us to finding out exactly what they are."

She smiled weakly, bringing her hands down by her side.

"After all, they are to help enhance our talents are they not?"

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Catch Of The Day [OPEN]

So the first treatment had finally began it seemed. Kimiko didn't quite know what to expect when the group was summoned into the Lobby. She wasn't interested. She didn't have the patience to sit and listen to a cube ramble on about some sort of medication that had been forced onto them. How bad could it be?

However there was one part of LISE's speech that had caught Kimiko off guard in which once spoken, her attention snapped directly and ever so precisely towards their captor. Kill to get out. Kill to get out. The more that she worded this over in her head the more it sounded completely...

Stupid.

Why would any of them kill to get out when none of them knew where out was. They couldn't remember their family, their friends, their past lives. Each and every one of them was a blank slate and she could only wonder why anyone would kill for that? The best option seemed to be to partake in the treatment. It was better than dying right?

Just as LISE said, it wasn't long until she was starting to feel some sort of tingling sensation in her body. She scratched gently at her arms and legs as they began to sear very small but significant jolts of pain into her muscles. 

"This isn't... that bad...?"

Spoke too soon. A huge spike of pain hit the muscles in her arm like she had been stabbed with something sharp and metallic. She winced, stepping backwards, knocking one of the plants off the table from behind the reception desk. Her head turned quickly as she felt it move and immediately leapt forward to catch the vase in her hands just as it was about to fall on the ground. She released a sigh of relief and returned the vase to it's original location.

That interaction was strange enough as it seemed. For Kimiko, who is normally too lazy to even walk from one room to another to catch a vase without it breaking. This hospital was just weird.

She clasped her hand around her sore hand and walked rather stiffly out of the lobby and into the corridor, opting to slide down one of the walls and sit at the foot of it, huddling her achey knees. That was when someone approached.

"Like, don't just stand there, can't you get me some painkillers or something? Jeez."

[shslfairdreamer]

Putting on Airs on Stairs [Kimiko]

[shslfairdreamer]

Oh wow, who was this beauty? She really didn’t match the hospital aesthetic in all honesty, she looked like… uh… more like she belonged on the cover of some magazine. Tan skin, redhead, and that sense of fashion, wow! She had to admit, even she was a little envious. Wait, is that really the way she should be thinking? Oh well.

She had a nice voice too, and a pretty cool demeanor. Kinda commanding but in a cool way. Was that vague? Oh well, descriptions could be pretty hard. She knew what she meant, at least.

"Oh yeeeeeeeeeeeah? Same here, haha, I didn’t even remember my name… luckily we got these… what’s it what’s its… you knooooowww…" she waves a vague hand back and forth. "Anyway I’m Takajo Nijino… first name is cool y’know, I’m pretty cool about the formality things. We’re gonna be friends in the weird hospital so why not skip out the unnecessary stuff am I right?"

What’s with the way she’s speaking? Nijino’s always been a kind of spacey girl but this feels weirdly overboard. Actually she’s felt lightheaded for a while now. Could that be the reason? How strange. When you had no memory it was hard to remember why things were even happening. Man, if this was real amnesia then real amnesia was really shitty.

And then, without warning, she just falls. Right down the stairs. Not even gracefully more just like a card castle smashing to the ground.

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Kimiko scanned the sickly looking girl in front of her. She looked rather frail and weak; worried that she might topple over, Kimiko walked ever so slightly foward to try and steady her. She stood back and placed her hands on her hips.

"It's nice to meet you Takajo-san. H-Hey are you ok there?"

Kimiko edged forward a little but it was too late, Nijino had fallen down the stairs, collapsing. Panicked Kimiko rushed to her side and tried her best to help her up. Fortunately, her strong arms allowed her to aid the girl in standing.

"... This can't be good."

She steadied Nijino on her shoulder and started to walk slowly down the corridor, supporting her. She called out for help as she did so.

"Can I get a little help over here?"

[shslfairdreamer]

Putting on Airs on Stairs [Open]

Well that was… a thing. What kind of a thing? She wasn’t sure in all honesty. Just a strange one, she supposed.

Honestly the question time with that cube, what was it… LISE? Yeah that had been all fun and games until there was something something about extinguishing lives. Talk about grim! Still she hadn’t been all that bothered about it, like really, what was the big fuss? They would go through some treatments, maybe take an x-ray scan or at worst like, a donate blood or something and that’d be that. Easy as pie. Besides, no one was really bloodthirsty enough to kill someone, even if they were just strangers. A strange feeling settled in nonetheless though… she knew it wasn’t because of LISE’s words, but she couldn’t figure out what it actually was the cause.

Weird. She felt all shaky and pale.

Disappearing from the lobby with a few quick steps, Nijino went up to the staircase, just to satisfy her curiosity. Tip, tap, tip, her heels gently go up the stairs. As far as she can go anyway before the shutter prevents access.

"Wow, this thing is just eesh. Totally in the way. I mean it’s kinda nice but when I think about it… these are just stairs. I mean. Bar the bars."

She swirls around on one foot. That’s not quite a ballet turn but it’s as fancy as she dresses. Aha? Oho? Was there someone behind her? Oh god, there was, she’d barely noticed. Well that won’t do, they need a greeting!

"Oh hhhhhhhhhey! Hehe. What’s up? I mean, I’m up here on the stairs but I mean what’s up inside your head, you know?"

She honestly seems a little unsteady but it’s fine. Fiiine!

[kogalkimiko-blog]

This Hospital was weird. It was a very peculiar situation with very peculiar circumstances. And to make things even more bizarre, the arrival of LISE was enough to topple to grasp on reality that the group were already lacking.

The cube enraged Kimiko.

Various emotions were bubbling up inside her; fear, anxiety, anger. She didn't quite know how to convey them all. Her entire body felt numb. It was like she truly understood how helpless she was here. With no recollection of her past self, her mannerisms, her experiences; she was left utterly vulnerable. A blank slate if you will.

With uneasy footing she stumbled out of the lobby, mind wandering to what LISE had said. They were all to undergo treatment of sorts, it wasn't clear on the specifics but it sounded daunting. What frightened the girl more was the harsh punishments and rules regarding to escape.

If you wish to get out without undergoing treatments, you must simply extinguish the life of another patient.

Any attempts to escape will result in eradication.

Kimiko was starting to believe that this was no ordinary hospital.

She resumed her blank expression as she turned one of the corridors, not daring to run at all out of fear of what may happen if she were to break the rules. At the end, on the barred stairwell she saw another one of her fellow patients. She approached with caution, being mindful of how little she knew about the kids here.

"What's up in my head?" She paused. "Absolutely nothing. I can't remember anything and now that cube is starting to freak me out. It talked a bit too much about dying for my liking."

She wrung her hands together, pulling them behind her head and flicking her long red hair back.

"... The name's Genkaku Kimiko. I don't think we've met yet."