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“You know, they always told me in the palace: eat with your mouth closed, Mina it isn’t proper but fucking hell, this is the best puffin-seal sausage I've ever tasted!” She exclaims whilst her mouth chewed on the exotic meat, hardly caring if it appeared offputting.

#teregiis #(because im a dummy when it comes to plots)#(here's a starter)#(pretty bad but eh)#ffopen

Task 8 - Cave Noire [OPEN]

A flashlight from a rather obnoxious bear slapped Shinya right in the face, awakening him from his slumber. Though, his reaction was a bit... delayed. He stared behind his mask in confusion and silence. He blinked then looked around at the illuminated faces of his classmates. He was laying on something, wasn't he...? It felt like clouds... and these floating faces...

"A-Am... I d-d-dead...?"

It was when Shinya registered that annoying bear's voice that he knew he was in fact... not dead. He leaned up quickly and fumbled around with his flashlight, sneezing the entire time. He finally flipped the switch on and frantically looked around the room... One of them was missing... And now the bear was talking about some sort of motive?! This again...! The cartographer slipped into panic mode, and the sneezing fits began.

"Aaaaaachoo! Achooachooachoo! U-Ugghh.... b-b-but... things were g-g-going so w-well... why now...?! ACHOO!" He removed the handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his nose delicately. He looked up weakly at the person approaching him, and scooted himself as far into the couch as he could manage... He wasn't going to let any of these murderers get the better of him...!

"S-S-Stay back... I... I h-have a flashlight...!"

#ffopen #sorry im so late gghh

[Task 3] Whiplash.

Nomura's dead flesh collided with the ground with a surprisingly loud sound. It was a heavy, resounding thud accompanied by small splashes of blood and the scraping of the many objects thrust through his body. This was not a prank, not now. Of course, she had always suspected there was something more to this station unlike these other naive fools -- she could argue this with herself later! Right now was her cue to get the hell out of there.

"Waa....WAAA?"

Killing each other...who knew when one of these weirdos would strike!? They could be plotting something right this second, even with the scent of death still in the air! Hightailing it to the cafe, Michina began to plan her next courses of action...

Death was really not her thing. It was terrifying. Perhaps if she died peacefully in her lavish room surrounded by A Listers....but here!? Now!?

Nope, it wasn't going to happen. She hurried toward the back of the cafe, now feeling like someone was following her. In one swift and fluid motion, she snatched a knife from the wall and spun to face her follower. Some would think Michina holding a knife at them would be menacing, but her shaking hand and fearful eyes gave off another emotion completely.

"Y-You stay back, pig! You're truly foolish to think you can do away with me here and now! Back! BAAACK!"

The change of events all happened so fast...she was just in her room organizing her nail polish, and now she was threatening some kid with a knife.

What on Earth was going on...

#FFopen

[Task 1] Cruel Joke.

This was all some sort of dream. That much was obvious from Michina awakening inside of a train car. There was no way she would ever willingly occupy such a lowly thing. Why would she ever use this means of transport when her faithful chauffeur would take her anywhere she may need to go? Michina's eyes dully took in the surroundings of her dream land. Though everything seemed pretty new and spotless, it still reeked of the lower class. What a dream this was...it was more like a nightmare.

The speech given by the stupid -- what was it? Meowbull? -- was just as bizarre as everything else leading up to this point. Game Master...Tour...perhaps this was all tennis related? It was then that the girl scanned her "fellow gamers" for any sizable competition. To her surprise, there were no known tennis players among them. None that she knew, anyway. But she did see quite a few familiar faces: that rough-and-tough ballerina from the internet, some gymnast she recalled seeing on television...

Then a thought struck her:

What if this wasn't a dream? This all seemed very real...she had full clarity, unlike her usual hazy dreams. She heard one of the students in the crowd say something about kidnapping, was that the case? That would be pretty funny. She could hear it now, "Michina Konoe kidnapped yet again!" Though her knees felt weak and her throat felt dry, she let out a small laugh. The world worked in mysterious ways, that was for sure.

Instead of socializing with the pond scum around her, Michina took to her transit pass and poked around. To her delight, she had her own room. Ah, a foolproof way to avoid these lesser beings! Wasting as little time as possible, she headed up the stairs to her dorm on the second floor. Sneakers letting out a small squeak, she suddenly stopped once she stood in front of the furthermost door with her name on it.

"....You serious? This looks the same as all of the others!"

The annoyed tennis player took to the railing of the balcony, looming over a classmate on the level below her.