Colloquialisms are frowned upon

Hi there! Can I help you? Oh, do not be so silly! Of course I can help you! I am Chie Ishihara, the SHSL Literary Editor, and I am here to assist!! [Status: Dead]

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((In any news, now that I'm dead, does anyone want a starter or something for pre-despair? I could learn how to RP this brat again if anybody felt like it))

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Chie was shaking. She had gone beyond what could be described as trembling, or suffering from tremors, or even shivers. She was shaking. If she were in a speculative mood, she would have wondered how her knees were not actually clacking together at this point, she was shaking so violently.

But she was not in a speculative mood.

She hadn't been quite the same since she had found the poor body of Yoku Yoshida. Tears streaked down her red face, and her eyebrows were knitted together as her hands curled into tiny fists.

"You c-can't make us do this!" she said, shaking her head fiercely as she stared at Fuwa-chan.

But, obviously, she could make them do it. A murder had happened. A trial was to happen in less than an hour, in order to find the culprit. Someone, someone nearby, had killed Yoku. They were hiding in plain sight as Chie denied the truth in her tremulous voice.

She broke down, sobs wracking her small body. Still, she glared furiously at the robot. Her knees hit the pavement with a dull thud, and still she stared viciously at the monster.

"It's all your fault!" she whispered as the tears poured from her eyes. She couldn't believe what was happening. She couldn't believe what she was about to do.

She stood, shakily, denying any help that might have been offered, her eyes still set on the creature that took her friend from her. She took a step forward, and stopped. Her mouth set in a firm line of resolve. Another step, another stop. A sob wracked her body. Her mouth and eyes set again. Another step.

And then she was running. A fist raised, and came down upon the soft contours of Fuwa-chan's bi-coloured head as a scream ripped from her mouth.

"All your fault!! All your fault!!" she screeched before a pit underneath her opened, and she fell.

Fire met her as she fell, a shriek still painting the air after the pit closed under the gaze of her peers.

"No violence against the headmaster," Fuwa-chan said.

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Playing the Victim

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Yuriko had been looking Chie over for injuries - anything that matched the other body she was laying by. The first and largest difference was, of course, that Chie was alive. Her brief glance hadn’t shown any injuries, so it was possible that Chie just… passed out into the blood. The girl sat up suddenly and began to cry, and Yuriko instantly felt sympathy for her, her chest aching with sadness rather than trying to rationally examine the scene.

"Oh sweetie…" mumbled Yuriko, wanting to embrace her blood soaked friend. For now, she didn’t make a move towards her, subconsciously acting upon her selfish desire to keep her clothes clean. Her pout was an attempt to make up for it - she was truly sad for her friend, but the pout and the rest of her expression showed it outwardly.

"Are you hurt, darling?"

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Her head turned towards a voice, blindly. She was not coping. Not yet. But a friendly voice, calling her a sweetie...that was welcome.

"Hurt?" she repeated, peeking out between her fingers at the taller girl.

She tried to offer a tentative smile, but honestly it made her look more broken than the frown had. She was pale, and shattered by the sight around her. She couldn't believe that someone had actually done it. It had been inconceivable all along, yet here she was, sitting in a pool of blood.

Chie sobbed once more before trying to gather herself enough to answer the question.

"I...I hit m-my head on the floor when I fell," she said, opting for honesty. "But I...my..." She didn't want to say that she was okay. She was most decidedly not okay. "I am not seriously injured..."

She looked at Yuriko imploringly, extending her hands toward the girl in a begging posture.

"I found her like this," she sobbed. "She's dead, isn't she?"

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Playing the Victim

Chie was awake, but her eyes had not yet opened. She had been having a tumultuous, dreamless sleep, and her head was pounding. She wasn't usually prone to headaches, but she felt like she'd fallen and hit her head on the floor.

Floor.

Her eyes cracked open, and her breathing immediately accelerated. Now she remembered. Oh, shit, now she really remembered.

There was red everywhere. It was on her clothes, in her hair, on her face, and all over poor Yoku Yoshida over there. Had she slipped and fallen, too? No. No matter how naive Chie was, she knew better than that. She lurched to a sitting position, and looked around again. Her head was swimming. Her stomach felt sick. 

A sob escaped her lips, and she covered her eyes with her hands.

"No..." she murmured, her small body shaking like a leaf. 

Yes, Chie Ishihara was alive and well, but she wasn't quite sure she wanted to be anymore.

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Thyme to Explore - Open

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It took Hanako a second to notice the other girl, almost a foot shorter than her and maybe half as loud, but she certainly did remember the girl.  "We didn’t talk much, but I only just met you a few hours ago, Chie-chan," Hanako said, trying and failing to casually lean on one of the rock wall’s colorful protrusions. "Besides, the way you clip your hair back like that reminds me of my sister, so I don’t think it would be very easy for me to forget you at all."  "And if you were interested in helping out, then…" Hanako stared up at the wall. "Well, I was looking for some sort of telephone, but now I want to make sure this rock wall is safe, in case anyone else tries to climb it." Yep, that was it. No ulterior motive at all, whatsoever. "And it certainly is a large wall, don’t you think? I could get the job done a little bit faster with some assistance, if you were interested!" 

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Chie smiled, though her smile was quite obviously strained, at Hanako's first statements. One would be surprised to know how easily Chie was forgotten, truth be told.

But at her proposal to 'explore' the wall, her face lit up again for a full fifteen seconds, with the most radiant smile she could deliver from such a small face. A game! Not a game she'd be particularly good at, but a game, nonetheless!

When she tried to maintain a more serious expression, professional-like, and all, she was still glowing from the pleasure of the idea of a game. No killing would happen, after all, if Hanako was representative of the group as a whole! Surely she was, right? No need to be nervous?

"Well," she said, hesitating slightly. She did want to appear formal but...what was a game to hurt things? She was stressed! "As long as we do it with official purposes, it should be okay, yes?"

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MEET THE MUN

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❂ - Zodiac sign? ✔/ ✘ - 3 pros and 3 cons about me? ★ - why did I choose to rp as this character? ♂/♀ - mun’s sex/gender? ✎ - hobbies? ✿ - favorite animal? 1 crazy fact about me? ツ - favorite eye colours? ✌ - my most watched animes and most read mangas? ❤ - My dream career/job? ✈ - Places I really wanna visit? ♫ - favorite music/bands/ singers?

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Thyme to Explore - Open

After everyone at the fountain had dispersed, Hanako searched her dorm room up and down—of all the areas that seemed to be accessible, it seemed to be the one most likely to have what she was looking for. Despite an unused phone jack by her bedside table that seemed to suggest communication with the outside was possible at one point, though, she couldn’t find any other trace of a phone.

So, after that waste of an half-an-hour or so, she decided it would be best to check one of the other few places she was allowed to enter scattered around the campus. As she slowly strolled down the tree-lined path from the dormitories (mostly to gather her thoughts, though she did make sure to take a few moments to appreciate the well-kept junipers), Hanako considered her options. She could see all sorts of buildings through the trees, none of them looking especially promising. Except for one, on the end… was that a running track? It was, with vaults and numerous other pieces of sports equipment lying around, and a fieldhouse right next to it! If that was the case, there would certainly be a phone inside, wouldn’t there? After all, it was important to be able to call for help when an athlete was injured!

Even she had to admit that was a bit of a stretch, but it was the only lead she had.

Cutting between the trees and walking across the (very neatly trimmed and watered) grass, Hanako made her way to the large building. She tested the door, pleased to find it wasn’t locked, and pushed it open.

…she would definitely start looking for a phone. After, that is, she checked out the incredibly fun-looking rock climbing wall.

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Chie wandered aimlessly for a time, not certain where to go. The athletics field held no interest for her. The Cafe held no interest for her. Even the dorms just made her fret. She paced around the campus grounds, wringing her hands and trying so very hard not to worry terribly much about this whole mutual-killing scenario. It seemed so very...unreal, even now.

Eventually, she went towards the Rec Hall, and, open opening the door, found a girl with green hair eyeing the rock climbing wall with a hungry look in her eye.

"Hello?" she called out, stepping quickly towards her. If nothing else, friendship might be key in such a situation.

"Hello, do you remember me?" she asked, pausing a good yard away from the girl. "We talked earlier...I was not of very much help..."

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Mind Games

...Oh, you're addressing me, I take it. Mm. I am Aika Akiyama, and unless you are here to be...

I made a blog for the hottie

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dont draw at 3 am

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The human brain is a powerful thing, or so I'm told.

So I had an idea for a new oc. SHSL Paranormal Psychologist. She does tests on the limits of human brain power, specifically in the realm of extra-sensory perception. 

If I made a blog for her, would anyone want to play with her?

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It was destiny, after all, was it not?

yes hello i am m and i colour directly over sketches bc its what the cool kids do

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(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ ლ(ಠ益ಠლ) ◕‿◕

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻: what are your thoughts on school?

"I think school is incredibly important for many people! Without this crucial education, people would never be able to realise their full potential as artists, or mathematicians, or writers! If i did not attend school, I should never have realised my own potential as an editor!!" 

ლ(ಠ益ಠლ): do you have any siblings?

"Aah, no. After I was born, my mother discovered that motherhood is not meant for every woman, and she left to go pursue her art career in some other part of the country," she explained with a smile on her face. "I never knew her, but I know she was very beautiful!"

◕‿◕: what is your guilty pleasure?

Chie looked away, and folded her hands delicately in front of her, biting her lip for a moment before answering. By the time she did gather up the courage, her cheeks were distinctly tinted pink. "I...I enjoy handheld games like--such as Pokemon and Animal Crossing......"

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ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ | (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ)

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: what is your favorite animal?

"I am the fondest of turtles, though I am growing fonder every day of bees and rabbits!"

| (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ): favorite tv show?

"To be entirely honest, I do not watch much in the ways of television...but I am fond of The Simpsons, for what it is worth..."

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*:･ﾟ✧ put a thing in my ask i dare u ✧ﾟ･: *

¯\_(ツ)_/¯: do you have any tumblr friends? if so, who are they?

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°): relationship status?

ಠ_ಠ: what is your biggest pet peeve?

(ಥ_ಥ): finish this: i hate it when...

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: what is your favorite animal?

(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜): who is someone you can tell everything to?

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ: are you a hugger?

(╯°□°)╯︵ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ: besides tumblr, do you have any other social media?

﴾͡๏̯͡๏﴿?: how old are you?

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻: what are your thoughts on school?

| (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ): favorite tv show?

(ง'̀-'́)ง: are you okay?

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧: sexual orientation?

┬┴┬┴┤(･_├┬┴┬┴: are you a people person or a loner?

ლ(ಠ益ಠლ): do you have any siblings?

ಠ╭╮ಠ: have you ever self harmed?

(づ￣ ³￣)づ: have you ever been in love?

(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞: would you rather be hugged by a bunny or kissed by a doe?

(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻: how do you let your anger out?

ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ: are you active?

ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪: what are your favorite band(s)/artist(s)?

（╯°□°）╯︵(\ .o.)\: who is your least favorite person?

♥‿♥: tell us about your crush!

◔̯◔: what time is it?

◕‿◕: what is your guilty pleasure?

◔ ⌣ ◔: are you a virgin?

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Mun/Muse Relationship Ask!

☺ Something the Mun and Muse have in common

♦ A secret the Mun keeps from the Muse

◘ A secret the Muse doesn't like sharing

☻ Something the Mun and Muse disagree on

♣ What the Muse wishes the Mun would do

â What the Mun wishes the Muse would do

♥ The Muse's best friend

♠ The Mun's best friend

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hhhhhh it’s so awful I’m so sorry