Peace and Tranquility

"..." SHSL Masseuse Seya Nakagawa [Dropped Out, Inactive]

[oneiroiawaken]

My heads spinning | Seya | RE: Body Discoveries

There were two dead bodies, but none of them were any of the students.

This time around, it was Phan who had been killed, alongside with… a person from the last game? Why was their death revelant now? It didn’t make any sense. Why had the deletion even stopped? Had it been tied to Phan’s existence or what was even happening anymore?

Seya might have heard Natale’s speech, but they disregarded it. Sure, they might get out… but then what? The world was in shambles, their family most likely dead with how shitty their luck had been…

Not to say that they had some strong headaches to deal with.

They should try and find out anything they could, but… they didn’t really have the strength anymore.

[oneiroiawaken]

Fuck me in the meme, I forgot to submit a reaction | Seya | RE: Motive Reaction

So they were going to get deleted?

Seya didn’t know how to feel about that. On one hand, it meant that no more murder would take place, but on he other hand, what would happen to them all if the world got deleted while they were still stuck here?

Would they all be in a coma?

Or worse, even dead?

The masseuse tilted their head, arms crossed before their chest. Maybe now would be a good time to ask Anon, but… could he even help them? So far, they didn’t get any useful information, so why would it change now?

Still, better do something than just lie down and wait to die… even though it was tempting.

Let’s see how far this half-hearted attempt of theirs will go.

[oneiroiawaken]

Shake it, quake it, space Kaboom | Seya | Monotheater | RE: Execution Reaction

Seya might have looked at the direction of the execution, but did they actually register anything about it? It was hard to tell, because Seya just kept that apathetic expression on their face. Another friend lost… another person who didn’t ask for help and instead, ended up like that.

It was frightening how numb Seya felt towards this whole ordeal. They had witnessed so much death already, why should it bother them anymore? It had no sense anyway, might as well just shrug it off and continue to… exist.

Honestly, this wasn’t living anymore and when they dragged themself out of the court house, their surroundings encouraged that thought even more. It was disgusting…

They just headed straight to the personal area and into their room - they didn’t feel like investigating anything. For what, anyway? It was useless, so why bother…

[oneiroiawaken]

Seya simply stares at Junta in disbelief, their face pale and fallen. Dejected, they vote for him and then burry their face in their hands. Why did they ever trust someone here, it had been all for naught...

1 vote for Logan

1 vote for Junta

[oneiroiawaken]

Drop it, rock it, down the room | Seya | Trial | RE: Junta

Of course.

Of fucking course their bad feeling had to come true. Ever since they found the headphones, they couldn’t help but think about Junta. Although they dreaded the idea, it seemed like as if it became reality, whenever they liked it or not. One friend killed another… Really, they just had the most rotten luck out there, didn’t they?

The masseuse couldn’t will themself to communicate in any way. They just stared at Junta, looking hurt, dejected and… just tired.

All their rage was gone. It’s like as if… they decided that it wasn’t worth it anymore. All this hate, all this fury… it was tiring and Seya didn’t want to deal with it anymore.

Seya looked down at the headphones and mp3 player, looking back up to Junta. All they managed to do was nod to both requests - caring for the items and deliver the message to Junta’s sister.

Afterwards, they just buried their face in their hands and placed their elbows on top of the podium.

Trusting seemed like the wrong choice in this fucked up set-up. Teamwork was most certainly not going to happen with these individuals. What hope was left? Honestly, Seya didn’t want to care about any of that anymore.

Just let them sleep already…

[oneiroiawaken]

Wassup, just feel the bass | Seya | Trial | RE: To people after the quarrel ends

Alright, so Junta’s hands didn’t match, because they were roughly as big as theirs. The feet were a bit of concern, but before anything else happened, Natale and Logan had a quarrel.

The masseuse just sighed deeply, zoning out and propping their crossed arms against the podium. They closed their eyes and tried their best to no listen to any of this. No use wasting their attention to such a useless disput.

For whatever reason, a certain song emerged from the depths of their memories and they began to sing mentally to it:

Oooh

We’re no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of You wouldn’t get this from any other guy

I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

We’ve known each other for so long Your heart’s been aching, but you’re too shy to say it Inside, we both know what’s been going on We know the game and we’re gonna play it

And if you ask me how I’m feeling Don’t tell me you’re too blind to see

Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

(Ooh, give you up) (Ooh, give you up) Never gonna give, never gonna give (Give you up) Never gonna give, never gonna give (Give you up)

We’ve known each other for so long Your heart’s been aching, but you’re too shy to say it Inside, we both know what’s been going on We know the game and we’re gonna play it

I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Afterwards, it seemed like as if the situation calmed down thanks to Junta’s intervention. The murder weapon, huh? Logan was right, the knife did seem most likely…

[Though then we need to ask ourselves - where did the knife go? I looked through every location and I wasn’t able to find it. Furthermore… what if whatever the glasses where had something to do with the wounds as well? I mean, I doubt it, but it’s worth thinking about it.]

[oneiroiawaken]

To the jam, all in your face | Seya | Trial | RE: Everyone, ATTN: Junta

[Your thinking is a bit flawed, Aura-san. Just because someone is smaller, doesn’t mean that their hands or feet are automatically so too. Someone can be smaller than another person and still have larger hands or feet than another. Though I don’t mean to imply that Fuyuki-san is the culprit, I think it’s highly unlikely.]

Didn’t stop you from telling him indirectly to show off hands and feet as well. As Seya would say, it’s only to make absolutely sure that they didn’t overlook anything.

Logan showed his feet which were bare, but not his hands… Seya would ask of them to do that too, but for now, they focused on Hideaki - obviously, neither hand nor feet matched what they had found on the crime scene.

Though the wounds on the smaller boy still pained them and they felt how their hidden rage was starting to act up.

Seya took a deep breath and nodded at the tennis player, before listening to what Logan had to say. Not all tokens were taken…? Only three? The same amount you needed to win a clothing article, but wouldn’t that be kind of a risky bet? After all, many other items could have fallen out and who knew if the clothing article would’ve even fit the culprit? Maybe they should look who wears something different now, too…

When Junta showed them his feet, Seya furrowed their eyebrows. The red stain wasn’t what interested them so much… After all, they haven’t seen anything around the area that would match it. There was another thing that concerned them.

[I believe you that the red stain was there from the beginning, but would it be okay with you if you matched your shoe size with mine? And also the hands. As always, it’s just to make sure that we don’t overlook something.]

They had a terrible feeling about this.

As for K, they simply ignored him.

Well, they just didn’t say anything to him, only made sure that K’s hands were sadly smaller than theirs. Their feet looked as if they were smaller, but it wouldn’t hurt to make absolutely sure.

[We might as well make sure that you shoes aren’t patterned, then.]

That’s the only sentence they bothered to direct at K, but otherwise, they just ignored everything he said. Really, it wasn’t worth it. Their time was better invested in actually discussing the case, instead of a certain someone throwing insults everywhere again. Good god, did this individual never got tired of it? It was so incredibly bothersome.

They also ignored what Natale said first, because honestly, they were so tired that people kept derailing trials in some form all the time. Couldn’t they get this done just swiftly, without any unnecessary drama? Could this be a thing?

[The headphones found on the crime scene weren’t attached to anything, so… As Fuyuki-san said, they could have belonged to Tso-san. Though the question is indeed one that’s confusing - why did the culprit bother taking it away? Should we perhaps see if anyone here has a mp3 player?]

Seya got such a terrible feeling about who might be the culprit right now… hopefully, they were wrong.

[oneiroiawaken]

Behind my back, you know what's next | Seya | RE: Trial Start, ATTN: Everyone

Seya may appear calm, but it was an incredibly different calmness than usually. If you had to describe it in one sentence, the following saying might be accurate - the calm before the storm.

Seya had a distant posture, arms crossed before their chest, eyebrows furrowed and their expression anything but friendly. It was almost bizarre to see the usually friendly masseuse in such a manner, but given who was the victim, it might be expected that even someone like them could not take it anymore.

Logan began under tears to describe his findings, though the white-haired person didn’t do anything to consult him. What was there to do, anyway? No words could make him feel better. Or make them feel better. None.

Seya didn’t wait long to give their evidences out.

[This will be a short trial if everyone cooperates.]

Well, someone didn’t want to beat around the bush, huh?

[Tso-san had a bruise on their left shoulder which was definitely a male handprint, a bit bigger than my own. Therefore, we can exclude Abelló-san from our list of suspects immediately. Furthermore there were faint, bloody prints around their body. They were the same size as mine, but mine are not patterned.]

To prove their point, they pointed to their shoes - a pair of getas.

[So I would greatly appreciate it if anyone would show their feet and match their hands with mine.]

They didn’t seem like as if they were open for discussion about that. Well, if no one had to hide anything - besides the murderer - they shouldn’t have any problems with that.

[There’s also the pair of headphones that were found near Tso-san’s body. In fact, there were little pieces of glass there which were flat. I guess they could’ve been rectangle-shaped with gentle curves. Also, I found a bloody long-sleeved shirt underneath a bench near the carousel.]

And as if on cue, Seya placed the mentioned shirt on top of their podium - did they had it underneath their jacket? Most likely.

[I can’t say I found the knife, although I did look everywhere as best as I could. Maybe the culprit still has it with them…]

[oneiroiawaken]

Pass that thing and watch me flex | Seya | RE: Body Discovery

When the time limit was almost over, Seya had already accepted that they would lose their most precious memories. They had did everything they could to prepare for this moment - meditating in their room, having told Tso about their family, so their friend could remind them… They didn’t regret anything now.

Until a body announcement was made.

Seya sighed in frustration - it had been too much to hope that nobody would fall for this motive, would it? Didn’t anyone else come up with the idea to tell their most precious memories to someone else? Really?

Seya dragged their body to the crime scene, but then stopped dead in their tracks as soon as their eyes were met with a gruesome sight.

Their eyes widened in utter disbelief and shock, all colors drained from their face. Seya was white as a sheet as they simply stared at their friend lying on the cold hard floor. Unmoving. With so much blood.

Why was there so much blood?

No.

No, no, no.

No.

This had to be a joke. Some kind of tasteless prank. This couldn’t be reality. Not now, not ever.

Seya opened their mouth, but then closed it, their whole body visibly trembling as they took one step after another. Pushing themself to the lifeless body. Still trying to process what they saw.

Their breaths were shaky as they reached the body, slowing kneeling down besides Tso, their eyes still blank. This… had to be an illusion like all the other victims in the previous games. This wasn’t supposed to happen. They had told their memories to each other, so they could remember, even if they forgot…

Seya was opening their mouth again, this time merely mouthing their friend’s name as they hesitantly stretched their hand out, placing it on the glass harpist’s shoulder and shaking it.

No reaction.

They shook again. Still nothing.

Horror was spreading all over their face, tears starting to well up in their eyes- wait tears? They hadn’t cried so far, they had always remained calm, always patient, just being truly angered once.

They mouthed Tso’s name again, their trembling worsening and their breathing becoming unstable.

Why.

Why them?

Why not Seya?

The masseuse was such an easy target. Murderers could have surely caught them in the many moments they were actually defenseless, but it never happened. They always got lucky and instead, others had to die…

Silently, tears started to stream down their face, said part twisted in sheer agony. They coughed as they hugged the body close to them, not caring one bit if they got blood on themself. Who cared about such a trivial thing right now? They didn’t, oh my god, they so didn’t care right now.

They had promised to get Tso out of here.

Another broken promise.

Another godfucking broken promise because of some disgusting human being.

What did I say about being truly angered again? The mun would like to take that back, because boy, between the sadness and shock in their face, there was also…

Fury.

This was the last straw.

Someone would pay dearly for this.

The culprit would pay for their crimes. They would never let them get away with this.

No mercy.

They had opened Pandora’s Box.

[silentmasseuse]

*everything burns* This is fine

[oneiroiawaken]

It's your boy, 'Jayski' a'ight so | Seya | Haunted Manison | RE: Motive Reaction, ATTN: Tso

[shslglassharpist]

Tso looked a little uncertain. New memories would definitely be nice, but what if some of the people in the memories were gone? But then, Seya suggested that the two of them share their memories with each other. 

Slowly they nodded, their expression shifting to one that was slightly less downcast. “Th-that… would be good…” Tso looked down at their feet for a moment. “It’s… n-not details that I’m scared o-of losing… Just the big things…”

It really was a good idea, to share the basis of those precious memories with each other. 

They hesitated, not sure if they should go first or if Seya should, but after a moment decided to start. “M-my parents are… well, could you j-just make sure I remember… that they um… care about me?” Tso looked down, running their fingertips through their ponytail. 

"B-but… my cousin, Suyin… I… I know sh-she’s the one I’d f-forget, because I saw her…" Back during the first motive. They glanced up at Seya’s face before continuing. "She’s… l-like a sister to me, we’re really close… She’s a-always been there for me…" Unshed tears filled their eyes, but they fought against crying again. "…H-helping me. In school… work… h-home…"

They took a deep breath. This was Seya; they of all people would understand why this was important, they were safe. “… Suyin’s the o-only one… back home that I… um… Sh-she’s the only one th-that know’s I-I’m not… a b-boy… and…” Tso trailed off, going quiet.

"… P-please make sure I r-remember her… Nakagawa-san…"  

[silentmasseuse]

Seya nodded, understanding where Tso was coming from. Details were not that much of a problem, but if you forget the entire existence of a person? That would be... horrifying. Still, if they could meet them again, their memories could return! And if not, new ones could be created!

The masseuse waited and then listened quietly to Tso's words. He imprinted every single detail into his brain, making absolutely sure to not forget what their friend was saying.

First, they should remember that Tso's parents cared about them. Got it. Then, they were told about Suyin, Tso's cousin. The one who had helped them all their life, who was like a sister to them. Even though they never met her, they could imagine clearly what a lovely person she must be.

A smile appeared on their face as they nodded.

[Of coirse, Tso-san. I have engraved every single detail into my mind, I would not dare to lose any of it. If I can find a pen, I will even write it down on my arm if it reassures you.]

For a moment, they were still, letting Tso read this message, before the next speech bubble popped up.

[The only thing that I want you to remember is my family. My hardworking parents who accept me for who I am, the ones I've learnt from so much... Also my three siblings. My two older sisters and my younger brother. They also supported me as much as I supported them. I couldn't ask for any better siblings then them.]

Upon mentioning their family, a genuine smile crossed their face - a sight that hadn't been seen for a long time now.

[thanathos-xypnos-blog]

Long time no see- -GURLGING NOISES-||Nikki||After 5000 years I reappear

[shslartisticmemes]

Nikki got closer to their friend and hugged the masseuse… Well… It was likely Seya didn’t feel the hug at all, since Nikki is simply a ghost, but still, it was worth it. They then stood in front of the masseuse to then speak.

[Don’t feel bad… Eventually, someone will have to slip up about their plans and we’ll find out… And we’ll finally put an end to this nonsense. If you weren’t able to find something so far, it’s because they have planned it so meticulously to hide any traces… But like I said, a slip up is bound to happen anytime soon. We must be careful and pay attention, alright?]

The astrologer smiled again.

[silentmasseuse]

At first, Seya was surprised by the gesture. Although they didn't feel anything, they still appreciated the sentiments and returned the gesture... or well, at least attempted to, given that Nikki was a ghost.

They let go when Nikki took a step back to speak to them again. Carefully, Seya picked out the words that were transmitted through their mouth. Yes, a slip-up of the mastermind would be a neat thing, but when would it happen? Hopefully, before another murder happened, so Nikki was right when they said that they had to keep their eyes open.

Seya nodded as they said in response:[Yes, you are indeed right. Eventually, we will get important clues about the person behind this game. We just can't give up, that... wouldn't do anyone justice, especially not you guys.]

[oneiroiawaken]

Party people in the house, let's go | Seya | Monotheater | RE: Execution Reaction, ATTN: Hideaki

[shsltenniskiddo-deactivated2015]

Wow that was a lot of words. Too much for Hideaki. In his current state he could only manage to pick out a few words from it. Breathe… focus… okay…

"B-Breathe… breathe… breathe…"

He was breathing, but it was still quick and shallow, doing nothing to alleviate his rather delirious panicked state.

"H-Hah… I c-can’t… I can’t…"

Stumbling in his stride, he fell to his knees.

[silentmasseuse]

If Seya hadn't began to panic, they would have realized that they were talking too much at once. Well, not everything about these speech bubbles were advantageous - there was an upside down to everything.

When Hideaki fell to his knees, Seya instantly crouched down and placed both hands on his shoulders, so they could catch him if he were to completely lose any sense of balance. Plain worry was written all over their face.

[I know you can do it, Fuyuki-san.]

The white-haired masseuse let another second  pass away, so a new speech bubble could pop up.

[Just try to do the same thing I do, alright?]

Seya relaxed their shoulders and neck, their mouth closed as they slowly inhaled oxygen through their nose. Two counts later, they pursed their lips as if they were whistling, but no sound bar the sound of breathed out air was heard. They exhaled slowly and gently, up to four counts, before beginning the pattern anew.

[thanathos-xypnos-blog]

Long time no see- -GURLGING NOISES-||Nikki||After 5000 years I reappear

[shslartisticmemes]

Nikki noticed Seya and saw what they said. they nodded, happy but also saddened. They took their time pronouncing each word so it wouldn’t be so difficult to read… Nikki could hear the masseuse but they doubted the other would hear them well so they were careful with their pronunciation.

"…."

[It was… a bit lonely yeah, I got pissed at Naoki… I know it wasn’t the way you’d like but… At first, I just couldn’t stay calm and I yelled at him… I know it is not smart to do this… But I guess things has calmed down and we do try to find a way in your favor, everyone’s favor… We really can’t afford more deaths. I honestly don’t like sitting there and doing nothing. Right now, I’m fine with Naoki, I’ll gladly tell him if something’s going on or such. And I’ve talked with Hyun Ae too and Miyako so far… Even now, I do feel lonely but not much. I’m… Okay in a way… I do wish this “game” would end…]

They sighed sadly, looking away a bit.

[silentmasseuse]

Seya squinted their eyes slighty, so they could get a better look at what Nikki was mouthing. It was a good thing that they could somewhat read lips.

Well, they weren't surprised to find out that Nikki had been pissed at Naoki - honestly, who wouldn't? It was understandable, but at the same time, it was sad that things had been like this for a while. Regardless, now it seemed to have calmed down, so that was something!

[I agree with you. I don't want to see any more deaths, it has gone too far - but I still don't have any clues to who is even responsible for this or how we can escape this place together. I'm ashamed of my shortcomings, I do try to get better at that.]

[oneiroiawaken]

Party people in the house, let's go | Seya | Monotheater | RE: Execution Reaction, ATTN: Hideaki

[shsltenniskiddo-deactivated2015]

Hideaki caught sight of Seya’s next speech bubble, looking quickly forward without interrupting his stride. His mind was tormented, that was fair to say. But if Seya looked closely enough, they would have seen a faint nod from Hideaki.

There were still memories of their friendship in there somewhere.

The next one was angled just right for him to see it, even though he wasn’t looking directly at them. It would be nice, having a park. It might even be relaxing. Anything that could ease his mind would be greatly appreciated. Anything to stop this throbbing pain in his head.

"I-I………I don’t……………p-peace…………….? I can’t even……b-breathe…….. S-So heavy…"

[silentmasseuse]

Seya would be patient. After all, this was one of their best traits. It wouldn't matter how much time would pass, if Hideaki would feel eventually better, it would be worth every single second.

Though the moment the tennis player mentioned he couldn't breath, was the moment that Seya looked at him with a clearly terrified look. All the serenity that started to settle in for the sake of their friend vanished with these few words.

[You can't breath?]

The speech bubble might sound neutral, but their face was obviously far from that sentiment.

[That's not good! You should focus on your breathing now - keep every other thought out of your mind and just concentrate on it. If deep in- and exhaling doesn't help, the pursed lip breathing might do the trick. Don't worry, you're going to be okay. I have experiences with breathing difficulties, so I know how to fight against them.]

If they would be out of their slight panic, the masseuse would probably smack themselves for the last sentence - sure, tell the poor boy you had difficulties to breath sometimes, it surely is gonna reassure him.

[oneiroiawaken]

It's your boy, 'Jayski' a'ight so | Seya | Haunted Manison | RE: Motive Reaction, ATTN: Tso

[shslglassharpist]

When they heard a clap behind them, Tso tensed up but turned around, moving their hands away from their face to see who it was. It was Seya, which explained why they’d clapped instead of saying anything. 

Were they okay? Did they want to talk about it? Tso hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly. Maybe talking about it… would make them feel better.

"I-I’m sorry… I’m just…" What was the right word to explain just how they felt? "… drained…" They looked down, sighing as they wrapped their arms around themself. 

They took a shaky breath. “I… don’t want to lose everything… b-but…” They swallowed, shifting one arm to grasp Hyun Ae’s ring in their hand. It was a shield, telling them that they could keep going. They could be strong enough to make it through all of this; to protect themself from this game… right? Tso shook their head slightly before looking up. “I can’t… th-this isn’t…” They hesitated, trying to phrase it right. “It’s… um…. n-not worth killing…. I just…” 

Suyin’s smiling face flashed through their mind again. 

"N-need to be ready… t-to let go… in case…."  They hesitated once more. Hopefully no one would die, but…. "…S-sorry…"

[silentmasseuse]

It was understandable that Tso felt drained. After all, who didn't feel drained by now? So much negative stuff happened, it was a miracle that they were still somehow standing... Then again, that was the strength of human beings - no matter how many times they fell, they stood up again. And again. And again. Ad infinitum.

Well, maybe not to infinity, but you get the idea.

[I feel the same way. I don't want to lose my most treasured memories, but I think I would only sully them if I were to murder for them... and who is to say that this is going to be permanent? For all we know, it could be just temporary and as soon as we get out of here, we will remember them again! And if not... we still have so many years left. We can still create many happy memories.]

Despite the world being in such an apocalyptic state? Someone felt oddly optimistic... or they were just desperately trying to convince themselves with this, so the next motive wouldn't take such a great effect on them.

[Maybe we could share them with each other? So if we forget our memories, we can tell them each other afterwards? Of course, only if you'd be comfortable sharing.]

[oneiroiawaken]

It's your boy, 'Jayski' a'ight so | Seya | Haunted Manison | RE: Motive Reaction, ATTN: Tso

The motive came quicker than last time around and Seya wasn’t all too pleased by it.

They sighed as they dragged themselves to the haunted manision. They had explored it for a bit, but other than that, they kept away from the place. Who knows what might happen if they’d roam around there for too long, knowing the AIs and overall insanity of this place.

Seya was surprised when Phan announced that all the ones who died were in the manison and… wait, their most precious memories would get stolen? Their eyes widened, though they remained calm - it’s not like as if they were alright with this, because honestly, who would want to lose such memories?

But it wasn’t worth killing for.

If anything, they might be able to write down their precious memories or even tell that someone, so they could tell it them. Furthermore, they could make plenty of good memories after they got out of here - there was still much to do, much to discover and to laugh. Why limit yourself in any way?

When Seya looked around, they saw how Tso walked away in upset. With their eyebrows knitted, they followed their friend, worried for them. Just because they could take this motive rather well, didn’t mean that others would be as calm.

No matter what, they would most likely surprise Tso without meaning to - if only they could talk, huh?

Thus, Seya opted to softly clap his hands once to get Tso’s attention. If the glass harpist were to turn around, the following message would greet them:[Are you alright, Tso-san? Would you like to talk about it?]