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urotsuki :: shsl lucid dreamer room #155

[motosega]

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[motosega]

The fireworks tonight are amazing. They're pretty, and she's gotten a good spot alongside the blue-haired megane she found herself drawn to. Morishige. Prior, she found herself finding every opportunity to bother him, to hold his attention despite how much their personalities clash.

Tonight... on this beginning of 2014... Outside on the scenic hill where the fireworks display is at its most cinematic...

Happy New Years, you silly girl.

[motosega]

Wow, so many fun people on the network tonight! Tucked away in her room, Urotsuki had the face of someone having the time of her life tapping away at her little device. Fun people. A lot of fun people. Koujaku is a new friend, she could wager. Adding to that, Morishige's on the network. Look at that glowing face. Being wirelessly connected to so many people at once is great.

She's hungry, but she doesn't want to leave the dormitory. Not risking her underwear being swiped! Maybe a mass message is in order.

To: All Students From: Urotsuki Message: Which one of you lucky boys or girls wants to fetch me something to snack on? Cheese puffs preferred.

Now to sit and wait.

[motosega]

Was she staring? Oh god. Was she? If she was, she didn't notice.

Incredible. You're gonna scare away a potential friend, Urotsuki.

[motosega]

mmmmmmmm like for a starter. i think ill cap it at 2.b

[motosega]

rev up those murders { open }

Goddamn it, where did she leave it now? The blonde has been on the lookout all evening for her misplaced tool. Her room doesn't have it. It wasn't discarded in the hallways. Nowhere. Nowhere. It's nowhere. This isn't her dream, so it's not like she can make it appear out of thin air, either. It's an unfortunate scenario, a pretty girl like her stuck defenseless in a school of murder. Defenseless. That's one trait she won't bestow upon herself.

Having been settled in her room, she stormed out. The sewing kits in her room would nothing for her. She needed something big. She didn't care about hiding a weapon. In reality, something obvious would serve as a comfort for her. Nevertheless, after searching and searching, she winds up in storage. That's where all the un-categorized stuff is in, right? Hopefully, something will be in here--

Yes.

Here it is in all its gas-powered glory. A smile crosses Urotsuki's lips, plucking the chainsaw off of its dusty shelf. Dustiness aside, the chainsaw itself looked as thought it was in good care. Her chainsaw.

She gave the chainsaw a good rev, letting herself melt into the euphoric "whirrrr" as the blades rotated around the ovular metal in rapid succession. "Found you." Boy, is she happy. Time to turn around and--

Oh. Someone's here. And here is Urotsuki holding an active chainsaw, looking like she's about to slice the stranger in half. That part of the situation didn't register, however. What she saw is an opportunity to make a friend.

"Oh, hey!"

[motosega]

As always, she's more keen on staying indoors than outside. Outside, being a relative term for anywhere outside of her dormitory, that is. It's exciting, though. To her, who's lived alone for most of her life, it's exciting to be around so many people.

Even then, she rarely leaves her room. Her room. Her room? She shares it with two other strangers. Both girls. Hey, that's comforting. Regardless, she hardly leaves. Mostly for food runs, but she'll end up returning straight away. This school of murder isn't what scares her. Nothing really scares her. 

There's just that lingering comfort of confined spaces.

She's staying mostly on her MonoMessenger. It's no computer, but it'll do. Damn, she misses her desktop.

This device is as best as she can do. By now, she's already zeroed in on some really interesting people. Some more than others.

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