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Emi eyed the boy peculiarly, mostly focusing on his attire. Was this guy into athletics as well? She spoke in a drone-like tone, “Um hi..I hope I don’t come off as rude but…do you happen to specialize in a sport of any kind by chance?”
"Hm? Why yes I do. I play soccer. It's fantastic sport." He gave her a small smile, "Why do you ask?"
Jamie sat on his bed, still confused from the encounter of the night before. He ended up meeting two people he believed, but he couldn't quite remember their faces, or if they even had faces in the first place. When he woke up, he was in his bed, and he felt strange. Although, it was a nice sort of strange; he felt like a new man.
He wondered if he should wait for someone to come to his room, or go out their himself, greeting whatever unfortunate soul that was out there.
shslcouriergirl replied to your post: shslcouriergirl replied to...
"Seriously? You still believe that malarky? You didn’t HAVE to drink it you know?" *sighs* "It doesn’t matter…we’re dead now."
"I drank it because I wanted a drink, and you were "nice" enough to give it to me. I trusted you. Heh, that's what I get for blindly trusting people though." He laughed wryly, and then went back to mumbling to himself, "Ghosts don't exist, I won''t bend into that mumbo jumbo..."
shslcouriergirl replied to your post: shslcouriergirl replied to your post: *floats up...
"If it were up to me I would have rather poisoned the loli-bitch. How was I supposed to know that you’d vomit up blood…at least you didn’t get crushed by a stopwatch."
"But it was up to you, wasn't it? You could've given her the soda... Geez, the first time I actually drink soda too..." He sighed again and put his bloodied hand on his chin, not like it mattered if he got dirty anyway, "At least your death was basically instantaneous. And poison does that do you, y'know? That's why you don't eat cleaning products 'cause they have poison." He grumbled slightly, "Sorry for being snippy, it's just my whole 'existence' isn't real. There are no such things a ghosts."
shslcouriergirl replied to your post: *floats up to him* "Jamie?"
"I’m just really lonely right now…yanno…with us being dead. I wish we could wipe the blood off…your shirt’s all ruined."
He looked down at his shit and coughed again. He brought a hand to his mouth, and then saw his blood on it, "Ugh. This is annoying." He glared at his hand and sighed, "I still don't believe this is happening. I don't believe in ghosts, and so this whole thing is crazy. Why did you have to kill me with laundry detergent, why couldn't you make it less painful death at least?"
"If it's what I heard, then I'm not supposed to take the contents of this video seriously. Well let's see how it goes..."
On the video sat a group of people on a couch, many of them looking similar to Jamie and each other. All of them were smiling in front of the camera, except for a girl(his sister), who looked disinterested in the whole thing, and a woman(his mother), who kept a straight face, that looked very much like Jamie.
A young girl, probably the same age as his sister(his youngest aunt) began to speak, however, all in English, "Jamie! We all hope you have a good school life at Hope's Peak alright?" She giggle slightly. Everyone else, his other aunts, his uncles, his father, and even his mother and sister gave encouraging words to him, all following the same portrait.
Suddenly however, the screen starts to glitch out of focus, as suddenly the warm picture of the family was gone and there was a hole blown from the back of the room, and the couch seemed to disappear, only leaving ash on where it once stood, blood stains forming around the area as well.
That's when Jamie couldn't stand it anymore, and just threw off his headphones, "No, no, no... this couldn't... no..." He stared at disbelief at the screen, trembling visibly. He then began to shake his head, and bit his lip hard, closing his eyes, hoping that maybe, the image could disappear, but of course it didn't.
He cringed as he awoke, head on the desk. He blinked, letting his eyes adjust to the lighting of the room. He stood up slowly, looking at his surroundings. A camera...? Why are the windows bolted? He moved over to the bolted windows, seeing if he could force it open. "Not budging, huh..." He mumbled rubbing the back of his head.
He moved out of the classroom, wandering around until he found two double doors. He opened them, seeing faces that he had never seen before. He blinked a couple times, staring around the room. An auditorium?
Suddenly, a bear, announcing itself as Monobear. It explained something about 'mutual killing', "Mutual killing? Are you serious?" He bit his lip and began to tremble slightly.
He checked his pockets for the CD that the bear mentioned, "What is this?" He turned the disk around, inspecting it carefully. Then he looked around at the others, hoping that at least one person understood what was happening.