Forgive and Forget-Me-Not

Seishiro Kei Affiliated With Jokiku District Status: Alive

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Chapter 2 Normal Days [START]

We are now entering Normal Days. You may feel free to submit reactions to the execution, Yeichi’s reveal, the answers to his questions, as well as to submit starters for upcoming threads! Now is a lovely time to update those relationship pages, or go off and explore the map in a free time investigation!

The next event will take place on 06/09!

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MAP UPDATES

Mines

-Rail Car Station

-Quarry A (Bottom Left)

-Quarry B (Top Right)

-Rig Storage (Top Left)

-Mineral Storage (Bottom Right)

-Cave

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Lunch Break’s Over

Gobbling up the last of the sandwich, Karoshi-kuma propped his feet up on the desk and relished in the stunned silence of the student onlookers. But, this silence only lasted for a few moments, before he hopped up and addressed them all.

“Now! Before I send you all back out, I need to make one little rule change, to avoid any further attempts on the wrong sort of target. No more staking out and attacking my Kuma-workers! They officially have the same protection as my bots do, and the security bots have been instructed to respond to hostility toward my workers as such! Only you kids are free game, from here on out!”

“Now then, I’m a very busy bear! Time for you all to get outta my sight! And before you go, drop your evidence in the middle of the floor there. If you keep something with you, I’ll know! No stealing company property– it’s in the rules, you know! You kids have no respect for the rules, you’re the product of your own negligence, and if you keep it up, you’ll be sorry.”

As the bear spoke, the floor beneath them slowly began to rise, gradually returning the group of 20 remaining students to the picturesque and previously serene setting of the city park.

And, as if on cue, the students’ PDAs dinged with a notification of some new or updated features.

Personality Quizzes updated: NEW QUIZ AVAILABLE! PLAY IT NOW!

Maps updated: NEW AREA ACCESSIBLE! VISIT THE RAIL STATION!

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Dr. Kuma’s Anatomy Dummy Demonstration

At Karoshi-kuma’s decree, the court room seemed to grow even warmer than it was before. The bear sat up in its chair, pushing aside a few documents on its desk to reveal a bright red button. With a devilish grin, the bear brandished a pencil, twirled it in its hand, and used it to slam down on the button with a sickening BUZZ. The sound of machinery whirring to life filled the room, leaving everyone to stand in a tense silence, awaiting the outcome.

A robotic voice droned from an unseen speaker source: 

YEICHI NIKUYOJI HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTY: COMMENCING EXECUTION.

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[CW: Descriptions/Consumption of Meat, Cannibalism]

Yeichi Nikuyoji has been found guilty. Announced glaringly through the speakers.

Well, Yeichi couldn’t say he expected any other outcome. All in all, this is the ending the interrogator anticipated-no, perhaps looked forward to, in gruesome apprehension.

The perspiring, twisting grin that matched wide, hollow eyes staring in flinching bliss. Yeichi Nikuyoji, outed as the SHSL Interrogator- or perhaps the ‘SHSL Safeguard’, in his own terms- seemed wholly ecstatic at the prospects of what would come next.

With a quickly, antsy glance at mob encircling him, expressions ranging from mortified to distraught, to the occasional face of digust, the interrogator began to shake, knuckles white as he gripped his podium.

Almost like a boiling deep from within, Yeichi quickly turned red in the face, smile ever widening. Fit to burst like a visible vein on his temple, a fizzle of whining chuckles erupted to a volcano of laughter as a the sudden clack of an iron collar snaked its way around the interrogator’s throat. The spurts of searing hot laughter trailed the interrogator as he was whisked up in the air and into the unknown.

COMMENCING EXECUTION.

With the sudden shatter of static and and a grainy image flickering on the screen, the taxidermist appears, as gleeful in spirits as a culprit can be, dangling from a hook like a slab of meat. The shot pans out and the spotlight widens, revealing several Karōshi-Kuma-esque bears, all in doctor’s coats and surgical masks. Taking markers to the interrogator, Yeichi spits and shoos the paws away, revealing a number of dotted lines on himself.

***Yeichi Nikuyoji’s Punishment: Dr. Karōshi-Kuma’s Anatomy Dummy Seminar Special***

“Upupupu, pay attention brats; this’ll be on the exam! Look here you bastards; this right here is a prime cut of homo sapien, the distant- and less evolved cousin of Monobearius Handsomemous. You can tell they’re less evolved due to the lack of monotone coloring, soft plushy ears, and no belly button-button!”

Dr. Kuma suddenly whips out a cattle prod, jamming it into Yeichi’s abdomen. With a sudden jolt, the interrogator reels back with a ‘hurgh-‘ quivering as blue lightning shocks him.

“There’s no cotton filling in there, either- well, probably not. I am legally required to declare my degree is completely honorary, and I am not a currently accredited health provider.”

With another prod to his side, Yeichi swings on the hook with barrage of tazings. Taking in labored, shallow breaths, the interrogator’s eyes are still wild with exhilaration.

“Riiiiiiiiiight here! No beary-interesting features here at all! Or here, or here, orhereorhereor-“

With each mention of another ‘here’, Dr. Kuma jams prongs into another part of the interrogator, who whips around and shakes on the hook with more shocks. More and more Kumas pop out of thin air and join in with doctor Kuma and their cattle prods, sticking Yeichi with more volts as he convulses against the electricity.

As more and more bears gather with their prodding sticks, the interrogator disappears behind the crowd, only the rumbling zaps and zzzz’s buzzing, exploding, sizzling, burning to be gathered from the scene.

Black smoke begins to billow at the source of the electrocution, and more bears, this time donning aprons and meat cleavers shimmy their way to the center. The flurry of pink knives swung wildly in the silhouette of the crowd.

As the buzzing and cleaving of blades dies down, the bears quickly disperse, pulling back to reveal an empty hook where the Yeichi once dangled from.

The dead silence and confusion of the situation weren’t left unexplained for long, as Karōshi-Kuma bursts through the door of the trial room with bellowing, muffled laughter. He is holding a dubious looking sandwich.

“Waaaahahaha, boy, this extra bloody charred burger really hits the spot, omph-!”

With another bite, pink spurts from the other end of the sandwich as the students watch on in horror.

Yeichi Nikuyoji, SHSL Interoggator, has been Executed.

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End of the Line

“Alright, alright, enough of all that pointless sentimentality you kids are all probably going on about, not that I was listening. You workers will eventually have to learn to become like machines, not worrying about silly things like ‘morals’ or ‘curiosity’ in the pursuit of productivity. A business is like a giant clock, and it only works of all you mechanical pieces mesh together and do your jobs! It’s time to move on with the proceedings, we’re still running on company time here!”

“Upupu, you know what that means! Yeichi, you and that school, thought you could pull a fast one on whoever had the bright idea to start a game like this. But it looks like you just didn’t think hard enough, huh? Real shame you decided to target one of my random workers. I doubt even he had any clue about what you were asking! Upupu, I guess Employee #29 won’t earn that bonus he was aiming for either, it’s a real shame!”

“But, no sense crying over spilled milk! We’ve got a punishment to get to! And I’ve got something very special for you, kid! So you’d all better be grateful for how much work I put into this! Commence the punishment!”

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Trial [START]

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A Full Debrief

After the students take their precious few moments to take in what had just happened– their newly disturbing and altogether uncomfortable surroundings, the mystery of the victim’s identity, and the gravity of the situation they were in, Karoshi-kuma interrupts their train of thought with his own spiel.

“Welcome to the trial room, you bastards! This is the place for you to let all that tension with the recent murder out in the open. Got a problem with one of your co-workers? What better time to call ‘em out, accuse ‘em of slaughtering someone, and prove your point with all that evidence you found!”

“Upupupu, this’ll be some hands-on training for you, so listen good! You have until I get tired of listening to you any further to make your case! Show off your evidence, or just spew out those silly little theories you have, and make your case for who you think committed this murder! Once I get bored, it’s time for you to submit your votes, using those little buttons on your podiums. Don’t go pushing someone else’s buttons, it won’t work! You indecisive kids can even switch a vote whenever you want, you can even start the trial off right away with your vote, if you want to be a total buzzkill! When time’s up, upupupu, then I get to administer the reward– or the punishment– depending on how smart you bastards are. Another step toward a promotion, or a full-on punishment for your failure to do a clean job, who knows what it’ll be!”

“Your time starts…right now! So hop to it! Time is money, and I’m not willing to pay to keep the lights on for you to just dilly-dally the whole time!”

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The Descent

Heeding Karoshi-kuma’s demands, the students quickly make their way to the picturesque landscape of the park– despite the grass and foliage being fake, it still held more color and ‘life’ than most other sections of this city. Hesitantly, and some with various objects gathered through investigation clustered in their arms, the students stand around the centerpiece of the area: the large fountain depicting 25 doves fluttering over a cresting wave.

They hardly have the mind, nor even the time, to take in the sight before the overseer leaps into view.

“About time you made it! You bastards were running around like you were getting ready for a marathon! This is the place you’ll be meeting for all future trials, so you’d best find a quicker route here to keep me from waiting!”

“But, maybe you’re wondering how we’re going to hold a trial with this big ‘ol fountain in the way! Well, look no further!”

With a flourish, the bear pulls out a remote control and activates the red button embedded in it, sending a slight tremor beneath the students’ feet. Then, a mechanical whirring sound begins, as the water in the fountain trickles to a stop and the ground beneath them begins to move. The concrete area around the fountain lowers as if it were an elevator, pulling the students down into an unknown darkness whether they are prepared or not. All greenery and faint familiarity of the city slowly disappear from view as the students are lowered down into the ground.

The lower they get, the warmer things feel, until finally the elevator jolts to a stop. The students are surrounded on all sides by mechanical walls, with vents and access hatches decorating the walls like photographs in a mansion. In a circle around this room– replacing the large circular space where the fountain sat in front of them mere moments ago, is a series of 21 podiums, lined with buttons labelled with each students’ name. The podiums even have name plaques on them, to show where each person is intended to stand.

As the students gradually, hesitantly approach their podiums, the truth becomes clear– every single podium has someone standing at it. If that was the case, then who…..?

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Investigation [END]

At the call for investigation– or merely because the prospect of someone among them being a murderer felt a good enough cause– many students scrambled to action. Scouring nearly every corner of the city in search of something– anything– that could give them the answers they sought.

But, after a few hours flew by, the students were suddenly interrupted by more furious buzzing of their PDAs, and another announcement in the grating voice of Karoshi-kuma.

“Ding ding ding! This isn’t a lunch bell or call for a break, you bastards! It’s time for our first annual meeting! Your allotted time to snoop around is up, so get a move on! Meet me by the fountain at the park, on the double! Don’t be late, or you’ll face some harsh consequences! It’s very rude to keep your superiors waiting!”

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The Guide to Falling Apart || Seishiro || Ch.1 Body Reaction ||

[TW: Cursing]

How could something fall apart so easily? It was as easy as a misstep in footing, a loose thread in the seam, a death that no one was expecting. No one was supposed to die, Seishiro thought. No one could resort that that drastic of a measure and take someone’s life from them unwillingly. It hurt to even think about it. It made him feel panicky, hands clammy…

It could happen to him too.

No one was safe. When the alarms went off around the building, Seishiro was already coming to after a particularly unsettling dream. He was used to being up early in the morning, so around 4:30 AM wasn’t much of a stretch. The alarm’s noise was still ringing in his ears as he dressed quickly and made his way towards the source of all the commotion. 

It was…It was hard. He could practically feel his lungs lurching out of his chest when he made it to the police station. His stomach churned violently in an awfully familiar way. Who was it under the mask? It was the only question unanswered that was keeping him from losing it all together. God, it hurt. It hurt so much to see a display of violence carried out in a sadistic way. 

“D-Dammit..!” He yelled, clenching his jaw shut to keep himself from sobbing loudly in front of the body. His hands could only come around to hold himself tightly, refusing to look at the body anymore before he slumped to the ground a quiet, sobbing heap.

Someone was dead and he didn’t know who. Someone took someone’s life. Selfish, selfish, selfish selfish - He could feel himself falling apart, seam by seam. The last three days had been relatively normal and for this to happen shattered the illusion of a more normal life. In the end, he had to accept the fact that not everyone was going home.

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Chapter 1 Investigation [START]

We are now entering Investigation time, Abnormal Days. We are slowly going to be adjusting into our regular schedule rotation, so things will pick up the pace, so to speak, from here on out. The trial itself will start on 05/30, barring any delays.

Players may now submit reactions, as well as starters for their new threads. Investigations may be carried out publicly, via asks, or privately through Discord or Skype. Group investigations are also allowed! For clues, it will be first come-first serve, meaning if someone finds and picks up a clue, the next person to check there may not find it. Now is also a wonderful time to update relationship pages!

Direct any questions you may have to Mod Modi, including room checks!

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You Have a Job to Do

“What a kill! What a mess! I wonder if you bastards appreciate the amount of resources and work that have to go into cleaning this mess up later!”

“Well, for those of you bastards who are here, now it’s time for you to really get to work! A little on-the-job training is in order, upupu! Some of you bastards have been poking your entitled little noses around the city for fun, but now it’s time to put all that snooping to good use and find out which of you made this mess! No breaks or sitting around the water cooler here!”

“I’ll be on break in the park, but you’ll know when you’ve reached your deadline for looking around! Or, I guess if facts just don’t quite add up and you need to ask your illustrious boss a question, you lazy bastards can try to interrupt my beauty sleep. Don’t expect any handouts or easy answers from me!”

Karoshi-kuma quickly turned and bounced off, leaving the currently present students to take in the scene before them. They weren’t left alone for long, however, as their PDAs all began to buzz incessantly, their speakers blaring out the boss’s grating voice with an announcement, intended to rouse all who did not attend this impromptu meeting. 

“Gooood morning, you lazy bastards! Only a few of you showed the initiative to come to work this early in the morning. Don’t forget, you’re always on-call here! So, the rest of you bastards had better wake up pronto and get to work investigating this murder we’ve got on our hands! You’d better make your way to the Police Station, on the double!”

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Karoshi-Kuma Murder Memo [Chapter 1]

SUBJECT: MURDER

VICTIM NAME: ?????

CAUSE OF DEATH: ?????

TIME OF DEATH: 4:34 AM

LOCATION OF DEATH: Police Station, Holding Cells

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The Un-bearable Reality

What exactly was Karoshi-kuma saying? Someone ‘did their job?’ That surely couldn’t mean what it seemed to mean, but the gradually cleaner air was a damning case to remove the students’ doubt. After all, he had only promised to filter the air if someone…

Slowly, hesitantly, students who woke up to investigate file into the police station. The air was still somewhat hazy, with an indescribable burnt odor that hung in the atmosphere. The firefighter bots roll out of the back room and return, presumably, to their charging docks in the fire station half of the building; the sound of their movement mingles with the hesitant footsteps of the approaching students. Beyond that, the silence of the scene was deafening– a harsh contrast to the apparent volume of the scene that was here mere minutes ago.

It was clear the incident happened in the back room– where the holding cells are located– and only a few brave students were able to muster the courage to enter the room first, despite the odor that was quickly filling their senses. As they stepped in, however, most would not be judged for regretting their decision to do so.

The room they step into has barred cells, much like a prison, but with a somehow more sinister vibe, knowing their current situation. But, at the moment, the bars in the cells are hardly the most disturbing detail about this room.

The scene that lay before them was enough to make most anyone feel sick.

…..

Keep reading

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I Can See Clearly Now, The Smog is (Mostly) Gone

The students who were roused by the noises were now numbly following the sound of alarms, many of them now noticing the odd smoke signal billowing from a nearby area– a signal that is strangely becoming more and more visible as the smog around them seems to lessen. The barriers keeping them from simply walking from the apartment to the nearby Gravel Street have been removed, allowing them to walk without relying on the railcar. Soon, as the students  realize their trek is not leading them toward the Main Gate, their stomachs collectively drop and churn. The various possible causes of this scenario began to run through their minds, until finally they arrive upon the obvious scene of whatever had occurred– the police station.

Just as the students arrived outside of the station, the smoke that was billowing faintly out of the front door began to subside, and the alarms deactivated. With expert timing, the menacing purple bear that proclaimed himself as the boss made an appearance.

“You kids just don’t know how to keep a normal sleeping schedule, do you? You can’t do any of your digging around and big events at, say, 9pm? You night owls have no respect for my precious sleeping schedule! And you wonder why your generation’s work ethic is lacking! No sleep! No energy!”

“But, I guess I can give someone some praise for actually doing their job around here! And I’m a bear that sticks to the promises he makes! So you bastards can breathe easy with that nice, fresh air you’ve earned!”

Karoshi-kuma turned to look over his shoulder, as the smoke that billowed out of the police station now entirely cleared.

“It looks like it’s all safe for you to go check out their handiwork! Chop chop! I’m not getting any younger, here!”

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A Different Kind of Smoke

Three days had passed since the students originally woke up in this smoggy, confined city known as Jokiku District. The kidnapped students spent their time scouring every available corner they could reach, while others chatted with the robotic servers scattered throughout the map. Even more of them took time to reaffirm friendships made during the orientation, or to spark new alliances.

True to Karoshi-kuma’s word, the air quality gradually declined throughout the city. Soon, even with face masks on, it would be difficult to traverse anywhere outside of the apartment building they have been forced to room in with the oppressive and poisonous smog slowly accumulating.

Perhaps this would spell the end for the 94th class. Perhaps, a week would pass, and the air would become unbreathable. Perhaps– some thought– no one would succumb to Karoshi-kuma’s orders by killing. Or, perhaps, someone would save them…though, that hope seemed more far-fetched by the day.

On the evening of the 3rd day, the students went to bed in their compartmentalized living quarters, unaware of just what would occur in the early hours of the morning.

BANG.

The distant, repetitive sound of alarms blaring.

The thud, followed by the alarms, slowly managed to rouse a number of students from their slumber. In a confused daze, some even managed to pull themselves out of bed and down the stairs, seeking out the source of the disturbance. Sirens…could those be a sign of incoming help? Or…did something just go horribly, horribly wrong?

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Big Sis Haru || Haruna || Closed for Seishiro

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maho-shojo-haruna:

“Eh? It was really all in a pile?” Haruna couldn’t help but be a bit surprised by that. “That’s just…so rude! We’re dragged here against our will and they can’t even bother to put our rooms together? I mean, come on! For what it’s worth, you did a great job fixing it up in the limited time you had. I mean, we only just got here today and it already looks so put together! You must be organized!”

Oh good, it was looking like he was eating his candy. So he didn’t just accept it to be nice.

“You know, it’s nice you’ve got a talent you actually enjoy doing. Not everyone is quite so lucky. Unfortunately, it’s pretty common for people to just do things they hate because they’re good at them. It’s wonderful that you found your passion so young. Anything else you’re passionate about?”

Seishiro wasn’t ready to admit that the moment he found his room and saw his stuff, he cried like a child and began to decorate his room to make it feel more normal. He was in a daze from it all and to actually look around at his progress was something to be ogled. He wasn’t completely done, there was a box or two that he had to still go through, but it as mostly pictures and clothes.

 “T-Thank you...” He mumbled, clearly blushing this time as he looked at the mochi for his next snack. He took the treat out of the packaging and looked at it thoughtfully. “I-It’s all I’ve really done today...” Other than have a panic attack and be taken to the Wellness Center. 

“I-I can’t imagine someone doing something t-that they hate over a-and over again...T-That just seems like torture...” Was there something else that he really liked? It was kind of a loaded question, Seishiro didn’t dislike anything, and nothing ever really stood out to him. “Hmm..I-I guess that would have to be traveling...I-I love seeing new destinations...g-getting to meet new people..” The answer now just suddenly felt really lame...