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Mayumi Sawada, Really Good Hairstylist CLOSED RP Blog for Operation: Nexus! Status: Alive

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Liberosis ll OPEN

Right cross over center, left cross over center...

If anyone were to guess what each of the remaining kids were doing after the emotional barrage that was the trial, most would say something like “staying in their room, crying” or “trying to keep some form of order” or something normal. 

But given as Mayumi Sawada was not, in fact, normal in the slightest, they were not sitting in their room crying or walking around making sure everyone was okay. What they were doing was sitting in the arcade, braiding their hair with almost instinctual movements, focusing surprisingly well on the task. Though it didn’t look that way since their facial expression was as blank as ever. How they managed to tune out the arcade’s many noises was anyone’s guess.

A focus this concentrated was not a good idea-not in this place, anyway. Why, if anyone were to come across them they could walk up and they wouldn’t be any wiser.

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A Fool’s Riddle Hunt ll OPEN

“[Jesus fucking christ?]”

Puzzles were not their specialty at all; honestly what kind of Professor Layton riddle shit was this, anyway? They’d been sorely tempted to just ignore Leroy and keep on keeping on but then he’d threatened death or something stupid, so off they’d gone. Their riddle was...weird and confusing and honestly they’d hadn’t any idea of how to solve it or even any drive to do so. Running into Calico and finding out that they’d only had half of the riddle to go by should have helped...but it didn’t. Room after room after room...as much as kicking doors in was kind of fun, it got real boring after the seventh door or so. 

And once they’d actually gotten the right room, they’d gotten a key to another room and then in that room was a whole lot of shit fucking nothing. If there was any silver lining to this whole thing, it was that they’d gotten to kick the cabinets. And Calico had been nice enough to help them up onto the cabinets...even though they’d both fallen off about a minute later anyway. Which, in hindsight, was expected but no less humorous.

Now, in the aftermath of all that, they were sitting outside Room 3, since laying down was too much of a hassle. Because sitting deadass in the middle of a hallway was obviously better than laying down in the middle of it. Leroy was honestly an ass. What was the point of all this exercise and fun riddle time anyway? Was he just bored? A thought came to them that maybe he’d lost at Fantasy Football and was just being oddly petty. A dry laugh escaped them. God, wouldn’t that be something.

A movement at the corner of their eye cut their laughter short and they turned to who-or what, who knows what was going on in Monsterlandia anymore-it was and just stared at them with a bored look on their face.

Clearly, they weren’t going to make the first greeting.

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Pixellated Apathy ll OPEN

To say they were having a really shitty day was saying something. Yes, they’ve said this before but then again, they’d hadn’t have to see four bodies all before 5 am before so they could be excused. 

They’d been fairly quiet this time around. And why wouldn’t they be? They had no new evidence, no testimony-save for the bit about the shower and honestly, that hadn’t done so much of a dent- no idea who had done it and oh right, no ounce of interest at all.

See, after a while things lose their luster and they were starting to get really tired of this old song and dance. It didn’t help that it was way too early in the morning to be awake for this kind of mess. Honestly, couldn’t this have waited until, you know, normal business hours or something? Jeez. Anyway, Caadia had been executed. Takara had tried to siren song her way out and failed and also died. A shockwave or something had hit the power lines because why would it have struck any time else. At least they hadn’t been in the dark for too long, and hey, at least now they knew their eyes glowed. That was always fun.

Finally, they were let out and they made a beeline for the elevator. By the time they’d gotten to their room, they’d almost forgotten that it was all theirs now. Well, wasn’t that nice. Not that they cared one way or another. They changed into something less wet and left the room as quickly as they could. They could deal with the loss of a roommate later on. There were new areas and one of them was an arcade and if there was anything that was proven to help relieve stress, it was beating the living crap out of fictional enemies and/or characters. Never mind that sometimes it just added stress.

Upon making it to the arcade they prowled around the room, noting the vast choices. Damn, this was impressive. After circling the room a few more times, they chose their game;Super Smash Bros. It was kind of beaten up but it worked like a charm and they were soon having a great time beating the crap out of numerous famous fictional characters. Such a great time in fact, that they didn’t hear anyone enter the arcade or even approach them until they were literally right behind them. Even then,  they merely tucked some hair behind their ear and lazily threw up a peace sign.

Clearly, they weren’t going to speak up first.

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Memento Mori ll [Mayumi, Squids, Ayumu and Calico]

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Looks like poison wasn’t on the menu. Ah, Well. He shrugs and heads back to where Mayumi is, but down the hall instead of a few feet away. As long as they were near Loic, he couldn’t be too close, it just hurt far too greatly. He took a deep breath and yelled down the hallway, inconsiderate of anyone who wasn’t participating in the investigation. 

“Heys, BOFA’S! There’s no poisons in the snacks rooms, but I did finds a cool trinkets, sees?” He takes the bracelet out and waves it, as if they could see from here. “Also…alls of thes importants cleanings chemicals were gones, suspicious if you weres to asks me.”

He paused to take a deep breath.

“Are you dones withs…the b…Loics, yets? Well when you’se ares, come overs heres so I don’ts gotta yell, alwright?”

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They were about to go for another round of swimming when Squids yelled from down the hallway. BOFA...shit, that’s right. Wow, he still believed their name to be BOFA. That’s oddly impressive. But why the hell is he all the way down there? That’s not where the body is. Christ. But from the sound of it, he found some interesting stuff in the snack room so at least his yelling was useful in a weird way. Well, guess they’ be back. We’ll see you on the flipside, Loic. Still holding the container, they walked on over to Squids, ready to see why he wanted to be so...over there...

And then the speakers crackled to life. Leroy was heard losing his absolute shit with Ellen less than pleased. Of course, any sort of humor in the situation died instantly as Ellen announced the death of another person. Toubei, huh. They’d never met him-just talked that one time during Capture the Flag. Whatever. They walked over to where Squids was apparently waiting and brandished the container at him, shaking wet bangs from their eyes.

“You know, if you didn’t want to yell, you could have come over to where I was. But whatever. Anyway, you heard the idiot manzai duo. Tou-kun’s dead. Got  double murder on our hands. Fun. Anyway, you said all the cleaning chemicals were gone-well, here’s one of them. Found it in the room where Lo-kun was. Empty, though. Could be our murder weapon maybe since drinking bleach is probably bad and you also didn’t find anything else? Anyway, what’s the trinket you found?

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Memento Mori ll [Mayumi, Squids, Ayumu and Calico]

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Huh. All the chemicals were gone? That was surely suspicious…perhaps the poison was someplace else, but where? Only more hunting will find that out. Squids was fascinated in the previously owned bracelet, and spent more valuable time trying to pull it off–it busted a bit, but hey it was free. He slipped it into his coat pocket before getting to his feet, dusting himself off and making his way to the snack room, looking in the hallways as he went just in case. 

Upon arriving to the snack room, he looked at the tables and chairs before placing his order like so.

“Ahh…this is gonna sounds weirds, sees? Awright, a fresh bottle of poison, if that’s available, thanks!” 

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It didn’t take long to find something interesting as upon another rise to the surface their head hit something. Looking up, they could see...a container? What was written on it? ‘Beach’...? Okay, that cannot be right. They grabbed it, swam back over to the entrance and tossed it kind of haphazardly out the room before getting out themselves. Better than psuedo teleporting out.

Upon actually reading it whilst not swimming, they could see that it was actually a bleach container and not, in fact, a beach container. That made more sense. However, it was empty. Also floating around in places it wasn’t supposed to be. Hmm. You could poison someone with bleach. Why else would the warning labels be there? Unless it was revealed that you really could order poison from the snack room and/or kitchen, this might be the next best guess as to the murder weapon. 

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Memento Mori ll [Mayumi, Squids, Ayumu and Calico]

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“Nnnnn….nnnnssh…u–” When Mayumi spoke, he stopped whining and opened his eyes–it sounded like a command that could get him out of there, even if they were not speaking directly at him. Anything to leave worked, and off he went, fully  awake now and could put his extra speed to good use. He zoomed to the Kitchen rather quickly, scanning his code to see if anything strange popped out.

While he was there, he took the opportunity to look through the drawers as well. 

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Someone had scampered off and left them to it. Sadly, nothing new could be discovered about the blood around either the head or mouth. They doubted looking at where there was probably a bump on Loic’s head would help either-after all, if nothing had mixed with the blood already then that must mean there was never anything to begin with. Or maybe it was floating around in the environmental room. They looked towards the watery room before sighing, resigning themselves and then going back into the water to look for anything weird that was floating around. They even dove down a little to see if anything had sunk down. 

Hey, a dump site’s a dump site.

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Memento Mori ll [Mayumi, Squids, Ayumu and Calico]

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Squids still wasn’t over the fact that allegedly, they were all adopted and not actually even human to begin with, that they were ‘taken in’. It was a lot to think about, but unfortunately one couldn’t reflect forever. Someone finally succumbed to the motivation of…staying a human in full (who wouldn’t, he couldn’t blame them) and thus, there they are again.  

Loic…

He was suffice to say, alright. Squids had never exactly spoken to him much but he was nice when he first got here, helping him up and all, but kind of abrasive during the last trial (again, who could blame him). Needless to say Squids was still sad at the news, but he figured that someone as tough as him could last a bit longer. 

As for getting up, he didn’t exactly want to- it was…early. It felt too early to be functioning, but it would be bad if he lost out on any opportunities to help, so he forced himself out of bed, covering his nose and coughing once he was out of the room. Whatever Ikura was doing hadn’t exactly gone away, so that was another chore to deal with.

Rubbing his eyes, he made his way down the hallways, almost tripping over his own feet several times, yelping quietly each time he did. Eventually through perseverance (and starting to fully wake up) he got the hang of this “increased movement” and moved at a normal pace. Part of him hoped to run into someone he was somewhat friendly with and luckily he sort of did. 

It was Mayumi, holding Loic. Squids had almost forgotten what the sight of a body was like, and seeing one again just made his stomach turn. He backed away and shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut so he didn’t have to look at it.

Soaked. Drenched. Many things could have happened to him. Squid’s vision blurred slightly, his heart rate increasing. 

“Hrrrggh….uuugh….whys d-does this keeps happenings…” Mainly, he spoke to himself.

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Oh great.

They’d gotten themselves soaked only for someone to not want to touch the body they’d so generously fished out of the water. See if they ever tried to help out in investigation ever again. Which, of course, implied that they’d been doing any sort of helping prior but that’s old news.

What wasn’t old news was Loic. Or his corpse anyway. Ignoring Squids having some little fit, they crouched down to examine the blood around his head and mouth. The screen had said poison, so the blood on the mouth made sense but the blood on the head didn’t. And besides, the dude had snakes for hair. Hitting him in the head didn’t seem easy. Without looking up, they addressed whoever was still around-be it Squids or literally anyone else.

“This is reaching-and I mean really reaching-but do you think the poison came from the Kitchen Food Genie Machine? Since you can kinda sorta ask for whatever you feel like. Poison’s an edible thingy. Probably. Anyway, go check for me or something.”

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Memento Mori ll [Mayumi, Squids, Ayumu and Calico]

Well, here we go again. Someone was bound to do it. The pattern repeats itself, over and over again. It was getting kind of boring, though. Like, were they just destined to kill and kill until there was nobody left? Or maybe there could only be One. Whatever the case was, they were getting tired of it all and wanted it to end. 

Leroy’s announcement certainly didn’t help matters, having woken them at the asscrack of dawn and out of a half-sleep stupor. Motherfucker, what did he want-oh.

Loic was dead. That...really sucked. He’d seemed pretty nice-they’d watched Space Jam with him and had been pretty helpful in trials, too. But there his autopsy report was, up on the big screen for everyone and Jesus to see. This meant the usual charade of playing detective, right? Form teams and all that. Fun. With how their last team had gone, this was bound to end in more dramatics. Whatever.

They strolled on over to the crime scene-and ended up falling right into the water with a loud and ungraceful splash. They emerged thoroughly unamused, especially upon looking near them.

“[For fuck’s sake.]”

That sure was a dead body floating near them. Gross. Well, might as well get him out of the water so they could actually, you know, do the investigating. They swam over to there and tried to pull the corpse over to where the door was. Easier said than done, but the body was, at least, near the door. It was just the task of pushing the body up out of the water that was the less successful task. Christ, they didn’t ask for this shit.

At one point or another, they actually looked up properly and saw a couple people looking at them from the hallway, as if they were about to walk in and had stopped and enjoyed the view. Perfect. They grabbed onto Loic’s arm, focused...

...and appeared in front of them, holding a dead body and completely drenched. They looked completely apathetic to this scene and merely shrugged by way of greeting them.

“Oh shit waddup.”

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in the end, it doesnt really matter ll OPEN

They were really beginning to hate physical activities. Before, they hadn’t really given a shit. It was there, but they neither loved it, nor did they hate it.

Then came the Capture the Flag Event and while that had been more fun than they’d had in a while, the aftermath had wiped any good feelings away, no matter how much they try to play it up. After all, blood loss wasn’t exactly something on their list of likes. It has gone only long enough for a murder to be solved and though it was lighter than before, it was still happening and that in of itself was enough to piss them off.

And now...that stupid Dodgeball Event. They’d been absolutely curb stomped to hell and back. Sousuke and Riley had really done numbers on them-especially the boob shot, which they really didn’t approve of even if they did deserve it for their Boob Transgressions during Capture the Flag. At the very least, they got to see what kind of effects the others had-and what a show they got. Fire,Thunder, Lighting, Haikyuu...and then their own. They could teleport like nobody’s business. Well, in front of people, but not behind them...? Whatever. It was kind of...boring. 

Anyway, just as last time, Leroy, fucking Leroy, son of a bitch that he was, interrupted. Ruined the good time. With some stupid audio proclaiming that they were all actually cryptids, they’d always been cryptids, and oh surprise! You’re fucking adopted! And with that, everyone and everything went into a downwards spiral of crying, panic, rage and whatnot and so forth. They hadn’t really said much and had only had a little freakout before leaving. This was fine.

What wasn’t fine was the pain that hit them as soon as they started walking away. Their legs were already in pain from the event and even a step was starting to ache. They needed to sit down. They hurried to their destination, the pain shooting up their legs with every step and only growing worse by the second.

Finally, the reached the environment room they’d been seeking out and yanked the door open, slamming it shut once inside. Of course that would be the time adrenaline wore off and pain coursed through their legs. They let out a muffled yell and stumbled to the pond. Once they’d kicked off their shoes and socks, they’d sat down and shoved their legs into the water, hoping it would at least provide some relief. It didn’t. If anything, the pain spread further up until their entire body was numb. They did nothing but let out a string of curses in Japanese. This was truly not their day.

They were so engrossed in their little painfest, they didn’t hear the door opening and so kept on yelling.

“[--if I’m some monster, who cares? You do you, I do me, whatever, right? Apparently not, since my parents decided to kick my ass to the curb and now I’m here-honestly, what the fuck?]”

Please feel free to interrupt them at anytime. 

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☆ 右轄 ☽ [mayumi]

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Xue was way too impatient for Mayumi’s slow ass, and pulled herself up on the wall some more to yell at them. “I said– get over here! You are way too slow for Xue!” She attempted to stand up straight with wheels attached to her feet, and just crumbled to the ground again with a loud thud. 

“Ow ow ow– No! That was not me– you misheard! Anyway, Mista Mask, I recall you having another mask earlier at the–” Her sentence was halted by a buzzing in her ears, call it white noise. It echoed all throughout her head, causing her to go completely silent, and then, the sound of something shattering stopped it. 

She sits up, confused for the sudden noise and calls Mayumi over to ask what’s happening. Then, her body explodes into pain, like a knife reentering wounds all over her body, blood doesn’t spill from her body but she feels an intense headache. She screams out in pain, holding her head to make it stop. Her vision blurs, and she falls onto her knees, a cloud forming above her.

A rain cloud.

Beams of light surround her head, hovering, sometimes moving away the cloud that’s increasing out the area. Grey clouds, spreading towards the ceiling, it appears still for a moment until a large downpour happens and a distant noise of thunder is heard. 

All of the sudden, it stops. 

Like it never happened, it retreats back to Xue, pouring rain over her once again and she lays still on the ground.

“.. <Goddamnit.>” 

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...And there she went, yelling at them before crashing right back down. Was she really going to be okay? Wait, this is Xue they’re thinking about. Of course she wasn’t. 

They went over to help her when she stopped talking-or at least they thought she did, since they couldn’t hear anything but the screech of white noise. They shook their head to make it go away, and it does. They faintly hear Xue again but she’s forgotten quickly enough as pain envelops them. They double over, a strangled scream escaping from them as they try to wait the pain out.

In their pain, they find solace in the thought that at least the pain is bloodless.

When they recover finally, they hear Ellen. Good ol’ stick-up-her-ass Ellen, worried and telling them not to do anything rash. They chuckle.

“Lady, coming from you that’s fucking rich.”

Great, so whether Ellen and Leroy wanted it, they still got cruel effects. 

The boom of thunder snaps them out of their quiet fuming and they look up in time to see a raincloud float over to where Xue presumably laying down and begins to pour. At the same time, they feel something trickle down lightly but surely down their cheek. 

Oh goddamnit.

They can’t believe this shit. Why did it have to come back now, when they about to talk to Xue? Geez...still, they should go make sure she’s okay. But the roller rink looms in front of them, and they don’t relish the thought of trying to skate over there and falling on their ass for Xue to see and probably make fun of them. They take a step forward, ready to seize the day and their ass inevitably falling down...

...and then they blink, and they’re in front of her, almost tripping over her.

“[Holy shit.]”

They take a moment to catch their breath before looking down upon Xue. She looks very upset. They tuck their hair behind their ear and wipe their hands on their jacket before holding out a hand for her to take and maybe pull herself up with.

“Sorry it’s not the prettiest sight to see right now, but it’s dangerous to go here alone, take this.”

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that’s rough, buddy ll OPEN

Mayumi had assumed that since they’d dealt with one trial already, that this one wouldn’t be so bad. Even if it sucked that they even had to have a trial at all, at least they knew what to do, what to ask, what to look for...all that shit, right?

Wrong. They were so very wrong.

The trial was confusing; and not just because they’d fallen asleep as soon as they took a desk, and had only woken up about a third of the way in. No, it was because there were notes, missing memories, hidden evidence, hair, and a bunch of things that they couldn’t understand. They hadn’t really been much help, given that their investigation had come up empty. So they’d mostly listened. 

Well, until the killer had been revealed and had given them her reasoning. They’d had plenty to say to her then. What they’d said was rude, and had probably earned them lots of ire from everyone else, but they were resolute. There was never a good reason to murder someone, to end the life of someone who didn’t and hadn’t wanted to die. Someone with so much potential, and yet it was taken away for one reason or another. Not that they were going to touch the topic of Marta’s reasoning with a ten foot pole. It was better to not care about her and just get angry at her since she had killed Arielle after all. Which is why they didn’t really care all that much when faced with Marta’s execution. Just like Florian before her, it was what she deserved.

After all that was over with, they went back to their room to change their mask. Now that the bleeding had stopped, they didn’t want to be walking around looking like a serial killer. After doing that, the urge to not be in their room anymore struck. It was partially brought on because they wanted to see all the new rooms that had opened up and partially because they didn’t want to run into their roommate. Like the others, she hadn’t been too pleased at them for their words, and they were in no mood to be lectured. So they decided to poke around the new rooms for the time being.

Some of the rooms were just basic things like an art room or a music room. However, there were a bunch of rooms that were similar to the Simulation Room. They were of less quality, but they were clearly supposed to replicate a certain environment. There were a lot of them, too. How weird. But they were more interesting than any of the other rooms that had opened up, so might as well chill in one of them.

They opened one at random and immediately, they were enveloped in darkness, and would have had a hard time seeing, if it weren’t for the hallway lights and a fake moon shining down. The floor was mostly grass, with a pond in the middle. It was nice enough and it was kind of relaxing looking, so they closed the door shut behind them and walked to the middle of it. It didn’t seem to have much else besides the pond, and a mirror at the end of the room. The occasional large scratch mark on the walls were a little off-putting, but hey, everyone had their flaws.

They sat down at the edge of the pond, removed their socks and shoes, rolled up their pant legs, and dipped their feet into the water. Shit, they forgot to roll their pants legs up high enough and it was getting wet. Well, too little, too late. They didn’t really care anyway. The atmosphere in the room was somber, silent and strangely relaxing. They simply sat there, thinking about the events that had just occurred, what to do next...and then finally thinking about nothing at all. It was nice.

Of course, nothing good like that was bound to last for more than...however long they’d been in there. The door opened and someone walked in. They didn’t turn their head, though. Whoever it was wasn’t someone they probably cared about. As whoever it was seemed in no hurry to leave, they aimlessly kicked their feet in the water, speaking to them in a flat tone.

“...Yo. How’s it going.”

It wasn’t a question or a statement, but a throwaway gesture of formality with no intention of being answered.

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☆ 右轄 ☽ [mayumi]

Uncomfortable.

That’s one way to describe how Xue Luó felt at the moment, after a week or so of being moist and wet constantly, she felt relieved when her rain cloud stopped. But, she had wished the effects had never stopped, and Okeum never murdered poor Johnson and Xue could forever have a rain cloud with her. It suited her mood. Speaking of her mood, did she even know how she felt?

She was confused, awfully confused. Okeum, who looked so sweet, so innocent. When she was lying. Did she want for them to all die, what was her motive? Why did she make a deal? Why did she keep that all in her? Whenever Xue felt anything, she just yelled it out. She didn’t mind. Alas, at the current moment, she didn’t feel like talking to anyone after the trial. She just kicked the desk away and stormed out of the room once most of the crowd had cleared. What was wrong with her?

What was wrong with Marta? She didn’t understand.. still– why did she..

Xue took all of the bad thoughts and put them very, very far away from her. When she got back to her room, she would take a shower and sleep. That’s all. She would put her rain clothes away and for once, wear her usual. Yes, excellent, but.. then again, there was a roller rink so maybe she shouldn’t wear a dress.. but she doesn’t even own pants. She shrugged and walked out, making her way to the other section.

She found the place really.. dull without a crowd, but she ignored the empty silence and muffled… what is that. What is up, Pussy Cat? Xue hopped over the skate check and placed her own heels where she took a pair of skates and noticed the music changed to something else. Was this mocking her?  It is electric. Very electric. 

Xue decided to maybe skate out her feelings, of course with how empty it was, she debated on yelling too. Both. Skating and yelling. Well, she was going to yell somehow, she never knew how to skate. She slipped on the skates, carefully scooting her way to the rink by pushing off of the walls. Xue glanced over a rather high dj stand and decided to not climb it with skates on, getting onto the track and.. immediately falling. 

“<废物!!>” Welp, good job Xue. Getting on her feet by using the wall again, she noticed a certain someone.. someone weirder than her, perhaps. “Hey! Mista Mask! Get your <ass> over here!” 

No, she was definitely weirder than them. 

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They wanted to get away for a bit; that trial was stifling, intense and they were fairly sure many people weren’t exactly pleased with them right about now. Given what they’d said, it was a fair judgement. However, they weren’t in the mood to be reprimanded or yelled at right now, so after a quick detour to their room to change out masks-hey, they weren’t going to walk around looking like something out of a Junji Ito manga-they headed off to the new areas. The roller rink had seemed interesting, though they weren’t exactly proficient at it themselves, so it was to there that they’d headed first.

Upon opening the door, the music choice made her raise an eyebrow. Really. Good lord, Leroy sure was on top of all the classic memes, wasn’t he? Anyway, they were about to strap on a pair of skates and maybe try their hand at skating  when a bang interrupted them. Clearly, someone had already thought of this. Who on earth...?

A shout revealed the stranger; the purple-haired girl with a...way with words, and a raincloud over her head, though the raincloud was no longer present anymore. What was her name again...? It’d slipped their mind and they’d never really met her outside of the trial room...well, better wing it.

“Get my what over here? Sorry, I don’t speak that language! Anyway, was that you making that big thump just now, or was I hearing things?”

They wondered if it was okay to step onto a rollerskating rink without skates on. Surely it wouldn’t be too bad, right?

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ohana don’t mean jack shit if grandma’s fucking dead ll  [Mayumi, Squids and Matthias]

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Arielle…

Matthias didn’t really know how he felt about it all. The girl had been someone he’d quite liked, after all. Sure, they hadn’t really been friends per se, but he’d definitely been interested in getting to know her more. They were both athletes, after all and she’d been blunt but not unkind. It was a damn shame it’d all ended like this, a damn shame. In his own words, ‘don’t that just beat all’ though given the situation that seemed insincere.

“Mayuri… no, that ain’t right.”

Matthias shakes his head, a bit disappointed in himself for having the crappy memory he does. At the very least if it’s Mayumi, they probably won’t mind. He rubs the back of his neck in thought before heaving a sigh.

“It’s a damn shame this ended up happenin’ again. Was hopin’ we wouldn’t be bumpin’ into anymore of the dead but guess that was just some wishful thinkin’ there…”

When he’s done with his regretful speech, he shakes his head and offers a shrug. It’s no good just hanging around here. It’s as Mayumi said, they have to go find something… well, technically Mayumi didn’t say that but it was more or less implied. Good enough.

“Glad to have more heads on this, I ain’t the best searchin’ fella but I’ll give it a good stab. I’m reckoning we should try n’ see Arielle’s room first. Maybe it’d give us a clue as to where she was or what was on her mind or somethin’…”

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Squids had taken the liberty to face away from the body, feeling sick every moment he looked at it–the pain she must’ve been through…it was almost too much for him to handle. He didn’t know her too well but she did love the city, and now she wouldn’t get to experience it again. Sad.

Nevertheless he attempted to at least be strong in front of those two. Chickening out wouldn’t help the situation at all.  On top of it all, talking to someone without looking at them was rude, right? Internally, hr groaned and turned around to at least face one of them, and Mayumi ended up being that person, mainly because they were still holding onto him–not that he really minded. 

“Yeah, that’s a goods startings points, I agrees.” Any excuse for them to get out of here was good enough for him. “If you’se two aren’t opposed to movings whiles talkings–thens I’m gettings out of heres.” With that, he forces his arm away from Mayumi’s grip and practically bolts off in the direction of Arielle’s room. 

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Well, at the very least Squids wasn’t mad about them just dragging them all the way to Matthi. In their defense, it was only like 3 feet. It could have 6 feet, which is twice as bad as 3 feet.

Anyway, Matthi, after a good butchering of their name, had suggested they search Arielle’s room for any clues. They raised a eyebrow in mock offense and their tone sounded almost teasing.

“Is that so, Maddi...no, that ‘aint right. Matti-kun, right. Whatever.”

 Squids had quickly agreed to Matthias’ suggestion before yanking his arm out of their grip and making an impassioned beeline towards said room. They laughed and turned back to Matthias.

“There he goes, haha...well whatever. I’m down for ransacking Ari-chan’s room an’ hoping we’ll find some clues. Truth be told, I also suck at this investigation shindig but hey, three heads are better than one, so I’m sure we’ll find the goods.”

They started walking ever so leisurely to where Squids was going, and waved a hand to Matthi as if to say ‘Well, what are you waiting for, let’s go.’ Though they sounded as carefree as ever, they also made very sure to steer clear of Arielle’s corpse and had, in fact, quickened their pace while walking past the area.

...And soon they stood in front of Arielle’s door. Without waiting for the others, they pushed it open and began to poke around the room, starting with the bunkbeds. If the other two were to enter at that moment, they would see Mayumi on the top bunk, tearing it apart, and would have given them a two fingered salute.

“Hey there kiddos. I’m not sure this is Ari-chan’s bunk, but if it’s not, then they’ll be fine. Anyway, holler at ya boy if you find anything else, aight?”

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ohana don’t mean jack shit if grandma’s fucking dead ll  [Mayumi, Squids and Matthias]

Time passed. Painfully, but it passed.

They had found that they’d never get used to the pain, even if they eventually learnt to talk through it. 

The body announcement going off didn’t faze them at first. They were having a wild time enough as it was, so they numbly followed the others to the theater.

Of course, like any good person, the sight of a dead body startled them right to their senses.

“Holy shit.”

Well, kind of. Anyway, just like last time, they had to take a step back and recompose themselves. Another pointless death, and soon, another death, under the name of justice would soon follow. Oh god, oh god why is this happening.

At least their recomposing jam session revealed one thing; the blood had stopped, and the pain was gone. Their poor mask was soaked, but at least that was all. Feeling under their mask, there was nothing that had signified that they’d just gone through how many days of pain. Another magic spell cast by Leroy and Ellen...? Who knows, who cares.

Looking up from the ground, they saw that people were starting to investigate and had gone off into groups of three. Well then, time to get to it. They grabbed the arm of the person right next to them and dragged them over to one of the people standing alone. Who were they dragging? What a good question; they didn’t actually know yet.

They stopped right in front of Matthias and made a peace sign with their free hand.

“Sup, Matti-kun. Guess we’re gonna be the Investigation Trio, yeah? You, me an’...”

They looked over their shoulder to see Otto. Good ol’ Otto. What a good fellow.

“...and Squidkid. Yeah, good team I think. So I don’t know where everyone’s going off to but where do ny’all think we should mosey off to look first?”

Their hand was still very much grabbing onto Squid’s arm. Had they forgotten to remove it or did they just not care? 

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Your Tern | Open

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Riley’s mood had ramped up from being mildly annoyed at everything to simply being irritated at everything, including Mayumi, Mayumi’s imappropriate pigeon comparisons, and her own damn skin. 

“Just try to figure out a way to keep it in your body. You wouldn’t want to lose too much.”

After that remarkable medical insight, she thought back to the last two dead bodies she had seen - at least Mayumi’s blood was clearly red, rather than the blue and white the corpses had possessed. It was a bit sad that they were all in a situation where something like seeing that another person had red would come as a relief.

After Mayumi’s description of the game of capture the flag, Riley was glad that she had decided not to go. It sounded like absolute chaos, both before and after the blackout.

“So the blackout happened there, too… Hm.”  

She’d seen a few of the students since the incident, but she’d underestimated the variety and magnitude of transformations that were taking place. Broken limbs and blood were more extreme than she had imagined. She thought about Mayumi’s last comment for a few seconds.

“My skin started peeling a while ago, but it wasn’t this bad. No feathers back then, either. What happened to you?”

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The more she talked, the angrier the other girl seemed to get. It was all very unusual; she supposed it was a normal reaction to suddenly having feathers. Still, she didn’t have to make a jab about the blood rivers going down her face. 

“I can’t. It doesn’t stop; I tried. Jury’s out on how long it’ll go for but I’ll try not to bleed out for your sake, feather or not that was the intent.”

With that deliverance of an incredibly ridiculous pun, she watched Riley get even more annoyed at the recap of how a nice game of Tittyqu-er, Capture the Flag had ended in chaos. She also seemed to mull over the quip about past ailments returning to kick everyone’s ass.

“Hmm...maybe it’s just been amplified because of the...other problems. Maybe feathers, flowers and animal ears does these sort of things. As for me, I felt-well, am feeling-like I was always hungry. Like the Hungry Calerpa...Cattepillar only I don’t turn into a pretty moth at the end, I just stay hungry. No magical girl transformations for me.”

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the animal within | symptom reaction | open

There was no doubt that for a moment, he was almost… Elated.

CTF wasn’t just fun- it was a distraction. His blood boiled for a few moments, running free and wild with no care. There was no long list of chores and tasks to carry out. No, it was only will and the inherent mission ahead. Get the flag, anyway you could and bring it back home. He laughed, he smiled, everyone was laughing and smiling. It was a moment of bliss, of happiness. Who cared about anything but the game at that point!

Then, the lights came off. He was exhausted from running from everyone, surrounded by the opposing team. He didn’t have a care in the world for once. He was no one’s boss then. Just his own. He was just Sousuke Eguchi, another kid in the group. He didn’t need to try and hide anything from anyone, no backbreaking work that kept him up at night. He was free- free from responsibility. And that feeling, that sheer emotion swelled his chest felt like something he hadn’t felt in years. He could just relax. Be himself.

It was all gone when the lights came back on. That flush of uncontrollable rage had pulsed back into his veins like some sort of stigma. He felt branded- with the hot iron against his skin driving him wild under the curse of this place. But now, the same horrid atrocious terrifying ugly strange sight of the same dark blue blood, profusely pouring from his head with the accompanied… Ears. The bleeding was bandaged up- but he couldn’t get used to the sight of having… Those on his head. At least his clothes were long enough to conceal the patches of fur running down his arms and legs.

But that responsibility rushed back to him at the sight of the other kids. They were hurt- some far worse than he was with even for disfiguring afflictions. Feathers, flowers, broken limbs… He had to do something, and yet was powerless to do anything. There was no way he could help, nothing he could do and nothing to offer but his words. So he could only lie, lie that everything would be fine and lie that he wasn’t afraid. Just keep on lying for everyone’s sake. No. It was, deep down, for his own.

There he was, pacing down the halls of the second sanctioned floor in a fervor. He was worried, but had virtually no way to mend any other kid’s injuries. How do you treat grow ears anyway? This fate felt like some nightmare. He kept walking- solely because he feared resting. Which, caused him to bump into someone in the way.

“O-Oh gosh, so sorry about that.” He stammered out, a bit on edge to knock anyone over regarding what had just happened. He took a step back, nerves getting the best of his confident facade. He needed to be ready to bolt if the feelings came back.

“… Are you… Keeping up well?” A rhetorical question, as everyone was clearly… Not their best.

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They had been having a good time, despite the fact that physical activity wasn’t really their area of expertise. Style someone’s hair into a perfect mohawk, they could do. Run across sand while being pursued...not so much.

Still, it had become fun, and certainly the flag in their boobs had amped up the fun. It had been a while since they’d remembered playing with so many friends in such a carefree manner; usually they stayed at home and talked to friends over the computer, and if they did go out with friends it was to movies, or arcades. Nothing vigorous. 

So when the lights went out, their spirits remained high, assuming that all that fun had sapped the power right out. Someone clearly didn’t pay the electricity bill. They’d just walked into a wall, and then tried to find the door. No big deal.

Then it had happened. The lights flickered back on, and with it came pain. Pain swirling in their stomach and shooting through their cheeks. It had come all at once and they had barely been able to stand. The blood had come after it, gushing through the mask fabric and never stopping, no matter how much they pressed their hands to wounds that didn’t exist. Chaos had unfolded across the room, and everyone had left feeling much less energetic than before.

Which led to them wandering the second floor, clearly annoyed and trying to ignore any sort of pain in their body. Which, of course, led them to run right into someone.

“Sorry about that br-”

Oh. Sousuke. His...ailment had been more unusual than others, with ears sprouting out of his head and blood pouring from his head. Dark blue blood...the same as Lacey’s. The plot thickens...huh? Oh, he was asking about them. 

“...Well no, but I’m not dead so...6/10. I guess. I think I-”

A pang of hunger chose them to rudely interrupt and stop them and they bent over, trying to ignore it. When they looked up again, they flashed him a weak “ok” sign.

“...I may need food. You know how it is.”

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Red Squid...Blue Squids || Open

It was a  shame, everything had been going so well too. A tie game, neck to neck, back to back…and various other body-touching sayings. Either way, that game was close! And then, darkness. 

Now Squids wasn’t afraid of the dark or what was in it, especially since it was only his friends. What made this predicament interesting is what happened when the lights came back on–everyone looked…terrible. Banged up, screaming, bleeding. It was  a living hell as some could call it. His voice had definitely joined with the cries of pain but soon everything felt alright when his friends were hugging him, and another was tending to a broken arm while several offered to scratch his back. It was very surreal but soon there was nothing more to bare and he was out of there quickly.

He couldn’t handle seeing others in pain–it made him feel queasy. If not for his own issues he would’ve thrown up in the room. Every scream, every visualization…he felt like he could feel it, and too many at once was hair-raising, so he had to go. There weren’t too many options on where to go from there, so he decided to start digging through the prep rooms, beginning with winter. Maybe he could at least find some kind of scratching utility in here–because he sure was tickly-itchy right about now. 

“H-h-heys…do you….t-thinks…u-usings a backscratchers on a-anywheres besides y-your backs is wrongs…? I do! Pffff–i-is t-thats weird?” Then he broke out into a laughing fit. 

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They would recognize that laughter anywhere-after all, they’d had to deal with not so long ago. Why it was coming from the Winter Prep Room, however, was kind of unusual. Flinging open the door, they found out exactly why.

Squids was on the hunt for a backscratcher; although left in Squids’ hands it was more likely to become a back-and-other-places-scratcher. They sincerely hoped those other places weren’t what they thought it was. Please. Think of the children.

At his laughing fit, they raised an eyebrow. So everyone was feeling their old ailments, huh...so it wasn’t just them. Lovely. They sighed, then regretted it, as pain shot through their mouth. Damn this never ending injury.

“I don’t think so. Just...please use lube if it’s going places it shouldn’t.”

They wanted to say more, but with pain shooting through them every time they opened their mouth, the memes would have to be short and sweet. What a pain, to be sure.