Ask♥Azami

"Hello! I'm Azami Kazanaki, known as the Super High School Level Counselor. Please ask me if you would like someone to talk to." (OUT2:Obsidian Mod Character)

[shsldogsitting]

[onceuponapoodle-blog]

"willy you're a chef, So i'd assume you know. What came first? the chicken or the egg?"

Willy stares at the boy for a minute, a perplexed expression on his face.

"How the fuck am I supposed to know? Being a chef’s got nothing to do with it. Go ask a chicken farmer or something. If you’re asking my opinion, the egg."

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Teddi Plopped himself on a table somewhere in the kitchen and picked some fruit from a bowl.

"Woah there puppy. I was just asking a general question. I figured a question would be a nice conversation starter…Wait is there a chicken farmer in the castle?… Anyway i just thought i would come and keep you company. It’s been so long since we talked."

[shsl-counselor-blog]

Willy raised an eyebrow, turning on the sink to wash a pot. Seemed he wasn't quite used to people coming to have conversations-- after all, as a servant, most of what he was told was orders. At least those damn kids weren't ringing that awful bell just to make small talk.

"Don't know of any chicken farmers around, no. I appreciate the offer, kid, but I ain't the best at holdin' conversation. Besides, I've got work to do."

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Chapter 2 Timeline

Day 1:

Trial End

Yuuna (private because tumblr is DUMB)

Charlotte (private)

???????

??????? I'm still available for threading hmu

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Still open for requests! We’re open at any time, and we haven’t gotten any other ones, aside from the three we’ve published!

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Chapter 2 Threads

Yuuna

Emile

??? Open

Lemme know if anyone wants a dorky nerd

[onceuponanobsidian]

Who Will Save the 'Princess'?|Ch1|Charlotte|Reaction & Open

[karloffshouseofhorror]

  Save or Sacrifice Save or Sacrifice Live or Die Live or Die Live or Die

Someone’s soft voice breaks the cycle of terrible thoughts and visions of horrid death scenes. Its easy to imagine for dear Charlotte, after all, its her job to make people dying believable.

So is it so strange that when she looks at this Azami Kazanaki she can so easily picture the lovely girl’s throat slashed to ribbons?

…It only makes Charlotte cry harder as she tries to compose herself enough to talk. Just answer the girl. Nothinb bad has even happened yet really. Maybe its a joke… maybe it isn’t. It probably isn’t. You know how these stories go.

"I-I-I-I um.. hic ple-ple-please ahm… I-I-I ca-ca-can’t tal-tal…"

You can’t even control your stutter, can you Charlotte. Breathe. Don’t let it control you, remember your therapy. Come now. Answer this nice girl whose bothering to talk to your grossly sobbing self. Wipe your face, avoid the snot and the tears mixing together.

"I-I’m Char-Charlotte von Kar-Kar-Karloff I-I’m… I don-don’t thi-think the go-goose is jok-joking I don-don’t wanna di-die…"

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Azami patiently waited while Charlotte stuttered out a response, and nodded her head solemnly. As she'd thought, that's what the girl was upset about. Well, that was obvious, wasn't it? If they'd taken it seriously, most people would be freaked out over a situation like this.

"What a lovely name! May I call you Charlotte-chan? It's okay... you don't have to talk if you don't want to. I know this is scary, but everything will be all right, I'm sure. We don't have to do anything we don't want to, right? Here, would you like a hug?"

She stretched her arms out in case the smaller girl wanted one, smile still somewhat sad but with a reassuring vibe.

[onceuponanobsidian]

Azami rushes to the duck's side, looking at him with concern. "Are you all right, Swanami-san? Are you hurt?"

"….. -hic-”

For getting pummeled into the form of a small duck Monoduck appears to be unharmed. If you dont count his shattered confidence, that is. The little duck curls up into a ball, hiding in his crown.

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"There, there..."

Azami gently picks up the small bird, holding him to her chest and stroking his little feathers softly.

[onceuponanobsidian]

Who Will Save the 'Princess'?|Ch1|Charlotte|Reaction & Open

The pretty swan… is a little duck…

The horrid goose… is telling you to kill…

What will you do? Who will you obey?

Save Sacrifice

Live Die

Its all your choice, isn’t it Charlotte? But maybe there’s another way to handle this all… Maybe there isn’t though… Killing games? Three murders, three corpses, the blood of three people on your hands.

That’s the only way you’ll ever go home again. Wouldn’t it be better to die then? But then your Mother and Jojo would be sad, they’d mourn you…

So Charlotte… what’s to do? Flee from the room fast as you can?

Hide in a dark corner of the library? Cry your eyes out?

Yes that seems like a very good answer for now. Avoid responsibility. Don’t do anything. You’ll probably die first. It’ll be a kindness. Or maybe you’ll live long enough for everyone to die around you? Or maybe you’ll put your carving knives into someone’s throat and walk home to your mother as if you could ever live with the guilt of it.

So I guess crying is the best plan for now.

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After seeing to it that Swanami was okay, Azami went over to the library. She hadn't really explored much, but it seemed like a good place to clear one's mind. Honestly, she wanted to find some of the students who had been upset, and see if she could help-- and besides the dorm rooms, the library seemed to be a likely spot.

Sure enough, her intuition was correct, as there was a small girl crying in a corner of the large room. She slowly walked over, gently leaning down with a concerned smile on her face.

"Hello? Are you okay? My name is Azami Kazanaki. What's yours?"

She spoke in a soft, calming voice, refraining from getting too close to the other girl in fear of breaking personal space boundaries.

[onceuponanobsidian]

Tern of Events- Azami- Flightful Days [OPEN]

Azami had started to grow accustomed to the new setting, although she did still wish they could return home soon. Living beings had to adapt to their surroundings, no? The students she had talked to seemed more or less at ease with the situation, and so long as they were alright Azami was satisfied.

But then, things changed. Another talking bird, a fight, and Azami could only watch on in shock.

"Eh…?"

She stared wide-eyed as the swan who had been in charge was changed into a small duck, and the rules of the new Mutual Killing game were announced.

This couldn’t be happening, right? None of it had to be real. But the reality of it wasn’t what seemed to concern Azami— no, she was more focused on the other students’ reactions. Quite a few looked shocked and upset, while others were in stark disbelief. This wasn’t good— people were sure to get stressed.

Azami closed her eyes for a second, calming herself down and trying to put on a calm, serious expression. She spoke up to the other students.

"Everyone, please try your best not to worry! This is a troubling situation, but there is no reason for anyone to have to get hurt. Do not listen to the goose’s words! If you need someone to talk to, about this or anything else, please come to see me!"

Then she looked at the poor swan—er, duck— and immediately rushed over to his side. He may not have been human (or was he?), but if any creature was hurt, Azami wanted to help. After all, if she couldn’t do at least that, she’d be useless.

[onceuponanobsidian]

"One day a farmer bought a goose that laid an egg of solid gold.

'I shall soon be a rich man,' he said, 'but I wish that my goose would lay more than one egg a day.'

After the goose had given him many golden eggs, the farmer decided that he would kill the goose and harvest many more from its corpse.

When he opened it up however, there were no eggs to be found.”

20 Alive | 0 Dead

[shsl-counselor-blog]

Threads??

Charlotte

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?????

Who wants a counselor

lemme know if anyone also wants to finish threads from prologue in private or anything!!!

[onceuponanobsidian]

Roll D4 for Sun Protection- Azami [CLOSED for Marco]

[nat20marco]

  "I’d love to! Teaching newbies about tabletop games is one of my favorite things to do! To see the sparkle in a level one fighter’s eyes, the way a level one wizard stumbles through their spellbook, the way a level one barbarian swings their ax for the first time…!"

He could go on and on about DnD. however, there were more important things to talk about at the moment. Important and terrifying.

Holding the tablet tightly, he stared down at the binding and contemplated whether to show it or not. It… probably wasn’t a big deal…. right? 

"Well… I threw my coin in and got a weird card…"

Popping open the cover Marco pulled out the tarot card and showed it to Azami.

"The… death card…!"

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Azami laughed lightly. Marco was certainly enthusiastic, and that meant she was enthusiastic to learn. 

"Haha, I can't wait! It sounds pretty exciting."

And then Marco showed her the card, and she stared at it, frowning and scratching her head. She didn't really know all too much about tarot, although she'd had a couple of people come to her afraid of supernatural events, told of by ouja boards and street-corner psychics. She knew that not all tarot cards had a literal meaning, though the death card certainly seemed to hold negative connotations... Well, if she could do nothing else, she could at least try to ease his worries a bit.

"Hmm, I can see why you might be worried by that. I don't think it's that big of a deal, though! After all, it didn't come up in a reading-- you just randomly got it from the mirror, right? I don't believe anything bad will happen because of it. Still, if it helps, I'll hold onto it for you, if you'd like."

She smiled widely, offering a hand in case he chose to give it to her.

[onceuponanobsidian]

[This has GOT to be a joke...] | [Jojo] | Prologue | ATTN: Ayaka, Charlotte, or Azami. Whoever gets to this first.

[balatro-obscuro]

  Jojo looks down at Marvel, and smiles. Oh, how she loved this dog. She was a lean, but strong looking golden retriever, who stayed silent and stoof proudly. The dog looked up at Azami, as if she was surveying the human.

"This is Marvel! She’s one of my best friends, and sure, you can pet her! Just gotta have her sit down first. Marvel, sit girl!"

The doge obeys, and slowly sits herself down. She was ready to be pet now, and Jojo seems to get right on that, scratching behind the dogs ears. 

"She likes to act all tough and stuff, but really, she’s a big baby who just happens to be my eyes, kyahahahahahahahha! She’s a real big help, my Marvel. She liked my superhero! Which is why I named her Marvel in the first place. After Marvel comics!"

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"Hello there, Marvel... You're so cute! You're a good helper, hm? What a good girl..."

Azami crooned, petting the dog gently. How beautiful, and reliable seeming, too! So Jojo was blind, or at least very poor of eyesight? Well, that shouldn't have been too hard to tell.

"How old is she? She does seem like a very good dog. I'm afraid I don't have any pets, myself, unless you count the Koi in my Grandfather's pond; but I absolutely love animals."

This was directed at Jojo, smiling cheerfully as she continued to pt Marvel.

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Azami's Heart: Just Breathe

Breathe

Rivers and Roads

Just Keep Breathing

Hysteria

Magenta

Ashes of Dreams

Dispossession

Sad Separation

[oneiroiawaken]

Months have passed since the incident at Kibou Laboratory. The place has been shut down and plans for it to be demolished were in place before the break out known as “Icelus.” Since then, no one has been able to rest easily. Seemingly normal people wake up in total despair. Many of which have violent tendencies, thus pushing the world into a chaotic post-apocalypses-like world. Camps have been set up to shelter refugees and also quarantine the mentally ill and unstable. The general medical community has not the slightest idea where this odd change of behavior came from. Their only guess is it stems from the sleeping mind. The late evidence of Kibou Labs has been mostly destroyed, leaving very few hints as to what is going on. 

With the world thrown out of balance and the pressing idea of anyone can weak up a serial killer and a psychopath, there is good reason why no one is getting any shut eye. You’re living in a waking nightmare.

About || Application || How To Play || Mods

Character and Artist Applications are now open. This is an open, submission based group on a two-week schedule.

Deadline is at November 2nd at Midnight (EST). 

[balatro-obscuro]

roommatechan

[chikataitami-deactivated2015070]

MASTERMIND

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IT'S THE MEMESTERMEME

[onceuponanobsidian]

Roll D4 for Sun Protection- Azami [CLOSED for Marco]

[nat20marco]

  "Yep! I’m okay, no worries! And I sure am! I’m from the United States. Indiana, to be specific. Moved to Japan a few years ago ‘cause of my dad. And yeah!!! I play Dungeons and Dragons, Warhammer 40k, and a bunch more!"

He was happy to find someone knew what a dungeon master was! Even if she wasn’t familiar with it Azami managed to know more than a lot of people Marco had run into before did.

Marco blinked down at the sunscreen and shook his head, his face paling a few shades.

"You, uh, got that from the mirror? That’s a lot better than what I got."

He glanced down at his tablet, remembering how he shoved his card between the ID and the cover so he wouldn’t lose it. Maybe it was best if he did happen to misplace it. No card with ‘Death’ on it could be good news.

"…. But no thank you! I dont have much use for it either. "

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"I see! I've never been out of the country, myself. I'm afraid I'm not all too familiar with such things, but if you'd be willing to tell me about it, I'd love to learn!"

It was always great to learn new things, right? He seemed to really like his games, and if if made him happy to teach, she'd be just as happy to learn.

Then she noticed his change in expression, and gave a worried frown. Oh dear, was there already trouble about?

"Are you all right? Did you get something bad? Ah, it's okay if you don't want to tell me, but if it's something troubling, talking about it may ease the worry a bit."