Bees are friends

We'll see how the bees feel about you. {Previously associated w/ Dangancamisado & ArtOfDespair} {Currently associated with HopesCrossing} PLEASE INTERACT WITH HIM ON THE MAIN BLOG. THIS IS ONLY FOR GAMES.

[hopescrossing]

Joseph Darry || Hey, are you okay? || Closed for; Aiko Fujioka

[homucfer]

After he knocked, he could hear the shuffling for a girl inside before the door creaked open a few inches and Aiko’s eye peeked out. Her eyes were red and blood shot — she had definitely been crying.

Upon seeing it was Joseph, she opened the door just a little bit more.

A-Ah… D-Darry-san, um… C…Can I… h-help you…?

If you looked closely, you could see how pale she is. She looked really not good, from her shivering hands to her wobbly legs.

[thebeescall]

The beekeeper cleared his throat, hesitant to say the least. The genuine worry that painted his face had tried to wash itself away, however it seemed to stay. Joseph wanted to avert his gaze, feeling the awkwardness between the two.

I just.. I just wanted to check up on you, Fujioka-san..

H- how.. How have you been feeling?

For him, it was the most awkward thing to do. He wasn't good at socializing, he was never good at talking to people he wasn't very close with and for sure this entire ordeal made everything a mess. All he could do was rub his shoulder in hesitance, awkwardly shift his gaze from place to place and deal with the events that are happening.

[hopescrossing]

Bee Afraid | Kieren | Closed for Jo

Kieren was shuffling around town, at a loss for what to do. The origamist felt useless; whatever he did, he was unable to keep deaths from happening. It was despairing, and yet… Kieren found himself chuckling at the situation.

Nothing I do, huh?

It’s almost hilarious…

The origamist breathes of uneasy laughter were halted by another. It was that beekeeper again. Letting out a sigh, Kieren’s unsettling expression dulled down as he pulled out a notepad and scribbled a message for him.

"Do you think this is all worth it? To keep going, i mean."

[thebeescall]

He was too.. Well, he was too miserable to speak to many people. The only people he was willing to speak to were Aiko, Akihiro and Nobue. He trusted them, kind of. Well, yes. He did. He could sort-of confidently say he trusted these three people.

With his hooded eyes, his attention turned to the origamist. He wondered, how did he feel about all of this? After reading his sign, he thought maybe giving up could be an option. With the thought of giving up, the thought of laying down on your bed until death eventually woke you up settled in. Maybe that was a good idea, a nice long slumber.

Of course, after seeing so much blood, having his biggest secret revealed and his best friend dying— it felt like a good idea. Sleeping forever.. That’ll come, one day. To pass away with ease and painlessly.

But, he thought about Kieren’s sign for a good moment. Was it really worth it to give up? The thought of sleepy paradise was wonderful and so relaxing, but that meant to lose hope and never live for your loved ones. He let out a sigh of conflicted confusion, if that were possible, and spoke.

… I don’t know… Santas..?

He said, frustration and misery painting his mood in confusing colors. Colors that never should be painted on someone’s mood, colors that shouldn’t be seen. He could drop down crying if he really wanted.

[hopescrossing]

Name: Gale Bourin

Time of death: 2:30 PM

Time of discovery: 4:15 PM

Cause of death: Asphyxiation 

Notes about the body: There are a lot of bruises on the torso and face, as well as on the neck. 

[hopescrossing]

[thebeescall]

Name: Kimiko Aozora

Time of discovery: 11:30 PM

Cause of death: Asphyxiation 

Notes about the body: There are a lot of bruises around the torso, some on the arms and the nose is broken.

[hopescrossing]

Joseph Darry || Be my queen bee tbh || Closed for Nobue Neyume

[shslnyoom]

"The party? I was going to scout that out hard core. Seems super suspicious to me! I was gonna do all this spy stuff- like running around under the cover a’ night and looking around. Maybe find out if there are any factories in the trees that make this weird stuff that everyone’s talkin’ about."

She then tried to a back flip to prove her point, focus being on ‘try’. She just fell flat on her back. She did a really shitty roll and got back up again, trying to blow off the back she couldn’t do a back flip. What a woman. 

"That kinda spy stuff! Cool, isitn’t?

[thebeescall]

Joseph nodded hesitantly, as usual. This girl had a lot of energy.

Well..? Yeah, I.. Guess spies are cool.

B- be safe though, yeah? Um, I.. I'm not going to the party, so..

It was due to the fact that Joseph didn't like parties as much as others. He doesn't know what to even do at them. Dancing made him feel awkward so he'd just stay at the sidelines standing around hoping that someone would start the conversation and not him. Of course, it was completely different if it he were comfortable with the people at the party. However, since.. Then.. he found it a little hard to take it easy knowing someone might do it again.

[hopescrossing]

Joseph Darry || Be my queen bee tbh || Closed for Nobue Neyume

[shslnyoom]

It was so fucked up to even think her family was being tied up until someone died. Jesus, how could this happen to her? She’s made her mistakes. Sadly, there was no where to run. The light in this place seemed to filter out with every day passes. 

She was just out and about, kicking rocks to show her distaste in a very Charlie Brown-esk way. Hands in her pockets, the whole nine yards. Of course, her whole day brightened when she saw that really cute beekeeper again. What the heckie did he just say? Whatever. 

"Hey mumble-bee! What’s up?"

[thebeescall]

W- well, nothing much, really.. B- but.. Um, you got that invitation too, right? The.. Um..

He was stumbling about on his words, not like that wasn't normal. He lacked the confidence to carry out a conversation with someone who seemed to be a much better person than he could hope to be. Or, y'know, cute people. He could deny it all he wanted, however in his mind he knew she was cute.

-- Well! Back on focus!

Invitation from that Kumaro person.

There we go, Jo. One step out of many are now done. Marvelous! Now to get to the part where-- Uh, you know what, never mind. After the state of events, a date wouldn't be a good idea. He wasn't even ready to go to a small party set up from the stylist, but he didn't seems to mind not going.

[hopescrossing]

[hopescrossing]

Joseph Darry || Can't buzz this off || Open / Body reaction

[blindingarrows]

She sighs, trying to give him a little smile to help him calm down a bit. She was really one thats good at caring for others. Sometimes you have to do good to feel good.

"So how are you feeling right now? If you feel kind of sick or anything I got some pills along with me in my luggage, you know, just in case you need any."

[thebeescall]

He cracked a smile, or at least he tried to.

I-- I'm f- feeling a bit better, at -- At least.. Th- thank you.. Um.. B- Bente..

He felt like-- Maybe, he could trust her. After all, she doesn't seem too scary. In fact, she was friendly at most! At least, she appeared that way.

[hopescrossing]

Joseph Darry || Can't buzz this off || Open / Body reaction

[blindingarrows]

She could obviously see that he looked like he was not comfortable at all. And we can’t have that! The poor thing needed some reassuring and that was exactly what she came here to do. Don’t worry dude your friend Bente is here to help.

"Oh! You still seem to be a little traumatized from that, um, event.."

"Hey but if you need anything I can totally try to help! I’ll even give you a hug if you’d like."

[thebeescall]

Joseph silently nodded, taking her words to heart. He didn't know if he felt comfortable with hugging her just yet, but nontheless he appreciated her efforts.

Th- thank you..

He silently said, bowing his head. Not totally sure about the hug, but he did know he could probably use one about now. Shivers down his spine, a quake with each step he took; he felt like he could be falling down and stop functioning at any moment and that made him feel worse.

[hopescrossing]

Joseph Darry || Can't buzz this off || Open / Body reaction

[blindingarrows]

Bente goes over to check on Joseph again, she had to carry him away from the crime scene when he fainted. Thank god for tall, strong lesbians, right?

"Hey you’re Joseph right? Sorry I didn’t get to properly introduce myself earlier, I was more focused on getting myself sorted but I carried you over here. I just wanted to check up on you."

"You alright?"

[thebeescall]

Oh, it was her-- Uh.. Ben.. Bente! Yes, Joseph remembered her. There was some discussion between she, he and Akihiro whilst the trio made their way over to the plaza.

Th... Thank y- you very m- much.. I- I'll b- be okay I-- I guess? I--- O- oh, g- god.

He felt that bad feeling at the bottom of his stomach, he felt his throat close up at the thought of the scene-- He felt sick to his bone.

...

He shut up.

[hopescrossing]

Name: Kei Akihisa

Time of death: Approximately 10 PM

Time of discovery: 7:30 AM

Cause of death: Loss of blood, impalement.

Notes about the body: There seems to be carvings on the victims back and bruises all over the body.

[shslpaper]

"Excuse me, I meant no ill-will by my actions. It was disrespectful of me to take your belongings as less than important."

Inching toward the other, the origamist shyly held out his message. He'd never mean to offend anyone before, and this was especially poor timing. Didn't mean to offend the beekeeper. 

"It was a locket. They took a locket from me."

Dwelling over how he would feel if someone laughed if he revealed an intimate secret with them, the origamist only fell deeper into a rut. Kicking around the dust, Kieren faced away from the other before turning in another message.

...

"It's okay to ask me to leave if you want to be alone. I wouldn't take offense."

[thebeescall]

I- it's okay, uh.. Kie.. Ren... W- we can still hang out, I guess, yeah..?

He hesitated remembering the other boy's name. He hasn't spoken much to him, and he felt horrible for having a hard time to remember his name in particular.

Y- you.. Don't think anyone's actually gonna murder, do you?

Joseph was a scared man, it was obvious. He was a coward, a weakling. But he was gentle and was most often a good guy. Just like anybody else, however.. He wondered if anybody would actually kill. He wondered; Am I really safe here? I could be killed, someone in here might actually be a murderer.

He couldn't shake that feeling off him.

[shslpaper]

Oh...just a hairpin...?

Kieren almost breathed out a giggle. Perhaps the beekeeper could lighten the atmosphere, even with the uneasiness in the air with their possessions stolen. The origamist looked at the Jo, waiting for the other to crack a smile at his own joke.

...

...

Noticing the other's apparent missing hairpin, an ackward breeze blew past them.

Oh... he wasn't joking...

...

At a loss at what he should do, Kieren held out a message for the other.

"It must hold a certain value for you for it to be taken."

[thebeescall]

It was obvious with the way Joseph is pouting he wasn't pleased by the other guy's reaction. He figured to just let it go, anyways. It was just a hairpin, right?

W- well.. Yeah.. I've had it ever since I started my job..

By job, he obviously meant beekeeping. He has been working as a beekeeper for a rather long time, considering he was the oldest person in this group, probably.

I- if you don't mind me asking, what did they take from you?

[hopescrossing]

Joseph Darry || Buzz no more. || Closed for Kieren Santas

[shslpaper]

>Yeah Okay

With a little sigh, the origamist trudged away from the firepit. It had been a while before Kieren could get over his shock. He had lingered a while after everyone else, temped to take back his locket. That bear couldn’t really do anything, could he? He was bluffing…wasn’t he…?

Walking away from the ordeal, the origamist was remaining more aloof then usual. Wandering around aimlessly, Kieren was at a loss at what to do. Sure, that locket was priceless to him, but something to kill over?

Maybe… I could get it back another way…

Wandering around the plaza, Kieren had spotted someone else. It was that beekeeper, and he didn’t seem in any better shape than him. Curious to see what he was doing, the origamist stepped over, anxious to discuss what they would do next. After all, Darry seemed like the group leader…

Holding out a paper, the origamist tried to smile for the other.

"What did they take from you?"

[thebeescall]

Joseph looked at Kieren, silently sulking in his anxiety. It had to his pin. It could've been his beekeeping suit, he would've been just fine. But his hair pin? That takes things too far.

He knew he didn't have the guts to kill anybody-- Not even over that. He knew he didn't want to deal with.. Anything. He wouldn't do it. No, no, no. Not in a million years would he decide to kill somebody. He didn't have the guts to hurt a fly or stand up for himself. There was no way he could kill somebody.

...

To speak or not to speak, that is indeed the question that was troubling Joseph right about now. He didn't feel like responding, he didn't feel like even being outside. Yet, here he is in the sunny outdoors, probably going to hold a conversation with the origamist.

.. My hairpin.

It was stupid saying it out loud, but holy shit did that hairpin have enormous sentimental value. But what got him to care for it so much? It was just a bee-shaped hairpin. It probably wouldn't be special to anybody else, no duh, but.. It was very important for Joseph.

[thebeescall]

Mail from Bente!

... I don't even know who sent this to me.

[hopescrossing]

Joseph Darry || Oh No! [Motive Reaction] || Open

No— No, oh no, oh no!! No, no, no! It was bad enough he couldn’t find his hair pin in the morning— But now he finds out it was stolen and chucked into the fire pit! You could see in his face that he was probably near tears— What was it that made this item so.. Special?

…

He stayed quiet, internally freaking out. Soon enough he brushed fingers through his hair, eying the fire pit.

…

And he still stayed quiet.

[hopescrossing]

Joseph Darry || Strayed from the hive || Open

[shslnyoom]

"Again? Jeez, guess the dream didn’t go both ways. My name is Nobue Neyume. Step it up, Darry-kun. 

Nobue sighed over-dramatically before taking one of the walkie-talkies out of his hand. Even though he was only a foot or two away, she pressed the button and started to hum the James Bond theme. 

"This is secret agent Daytona here, what’s the mission status."

She gigged a little before looking back up at the beekeeper.

[thebeescall]

He felt kinda bad because he was horrible with names. But, however, he chuckled slightly at her silliness. Well, at least she was fun.

Uh, well, we're going to just see how far we can go with these while.. Um.. Communicating.

Joseph was only hoping his words made sense. To be quite frank, he was just nervous. He didn't know what to say most of the time, so he usually kept quiet.

S- so, uh.. I guess.. You go one way, I'll go the other.