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Not So Charming || Abnormal Days || [RE: Start]

Well, he supposed it was only a matter of time before he was going to get kidnapped or waking up in an unfamiliar place. Though he was sure that if it would be anyone in his family, it’d be his younger sister first and foremost. Oh well, someone thought his head looked good enough for a ransom or something.

Should he feel flattered? Eh. He’d pass. It wasn’t much of an abduction anyway if he could freely move around. Besides, the entire thing felt vastly unorganized, if not tacky and chaotic. Thanks for lumping me in with all these random teenagers, evil-doer. I appreciate it whole-heartedly.

Observing his surroundings, he sighed. The environment right from the start was less than ideal for his comfort, but he supposed that was the least of the puppeteer’s concerns. It was dark and unclean. Man, did people need to learn how to clean.

"Good grief, what was I ever willing to put up with today? I would have preferred sleeping, thank you," he muttered in his forced polite tone.

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Well, wasn't that a nice looking gentleman! He seemed very put off by the events, even mumbling something to himself about it. Well, that wouldn't do! No one should be worried, everything was going to be okay. Obviously!

Prancing over to him with birds in tow, she smiled widely at him.

"Hola, Mister...! A-Are you tired? I heard you mention something about sleeping... I think that's funny, though, because we all just woke up, didn't we?"

She laughs then, clapping her hands lightly as she does so.

God, she's way too excited for this. Please punch her in the stomach.

#prologue #normdays #ic #ash #princ

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The Meme is Closer || Normal Days || [RE: Start]

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As someone approached, Heather was keen to notice, his head turning immediately in the direction of Beryll. At first, he noticed her height, unable to keep from staring as she stopped to lean down. Man, she wasn’t wearing heels either. At least it would be easier to recognize her in the crowd from now on. Well, assuming that they would all be stuck here for a bit.

He tried to follow what she was saying, squinting slightly in the dark to watch her mouth movements. Man, this was annoying. He still smiled at the mention of both of their phones being gone. Alright, so it definitely wasn’t a cruel prank directed in solely his direction. Entirely unaware of the bird-related thoughts going on in her head, he responded to her introduction.

"I’m Heather." Shit, she was called Barrel? What kind of name was that? Bad luck. "Alright, Barrel. It’s nice to meet you. If you could talk a little more smoothly, it helps me out. I’m deaf, so it’s a little hard to read your lips in this dim lighting." The pronunciation of her name sounded off but he managed. There wasn’t many occasions where he got to say barrel in his life.

He grinned, nodding his head and offering an optimistic look. He couldn’t help but enjoy how things were going. He’d woken up in the middle of a creepy old hotel, which was a first for adventures in life. Secondly, he’d met a kid named Barrel. Third, he’d witnessed a guy kiss Mr. Moseby. Things were sure looking up.

"Let’s wait this prank out and find our phones. Please face me when you speak, though! I gotta get a good look at what you have to say." With that in mind, he kept his head in her direction as he stepped away from the desk, pointing to the other unexplored side of the room.

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Beryll didn't even notice the mispronunciation, too focused on a different fact.

"... You're...? O-Oh! I'm so sorry, ghhhh."

Bringing her hands up to her face, she groans into her hands for a few moments before dropping them. At least he seemed happy, so she should smile too! That'll be good. Optimistic people were good to have around, definitely.

Per request, she looked straight at him, continuing to lean down as she beamed.

"Yes, yes! Let's look for our phones and stuff... It must be a joke of sorts or... Something else organized by the school. Hehehe!

Walking beside him, she allowed her own gaze to sweep around the room as she tried to find something to look for.

"Oh! Maybe we should look for the rooms? They might be there..."

#normdays #prologue #ic #heather

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sunny, i don't think we're in spain anymore | normdays | prologue

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Stella squinted her eyes, trying to get a better view at everything and everybody. When her gaze was swaying around, a certain girl caught her eye - or more like, the birds that were with her. Not like she could see them exactly, but the chirping told her as much.

A puzzled look crossed Stella’s features - why did this person had birds with her? Did she landed in some kind of animal prankster show or what? And if not, why birds? Though when she heard the taller girl correctly, they seemed to belong to her.

This actually made her curious and without further ado, Stella strolled up to the stranger, her hands stuffed in her labcoat pockets as always. When she was near her, she could take a better look at the birds - aw, they were really cute! Stella had to resist the sudden urge to pat them - who knows if they even wanted to be touched by a complete stranger? But… they were so cute…

Okay Stella, no, it’s not the time to swoon over precious animals. Instead, Stella cleared her throat in order to get the others attention and spoke up:”Uh, are those birdies yours? They are lovely.”

What did I just say, Stella. What did I just fucking say. Good god.

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Beryll, having been lost in thought, hadn't noticed the other girl's approach until she spoke.

Pleasantly surprised, she blinked at her for a few moments before processing her words.

Expression melting into a beam, she nodded, quite proud of her birds.

"¡Sí! I raised all three of them since the time that they hatched... Ehe! Thank you, I'm sure they appreciate such polite words, Miss!"

As if in assent, her birds chirped quite cheerfully. Well, except for one that was jumping up and down on her head. Puffing an embarrassed sigh, Beryll reached up with one finger, allowing the bird to jump onto her hand.

"Sunny, we have company! Don't be rude," she mumbled at the bird. Oh. Well, then.

She seemed to enjoy speaking to the bird as if it was human. That's... Well, then.

#prologue #normdays #ic #stella

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The Meme is Closer || Normal Days || [RE: Start]

There was something particularly alarming about waking up in an unfamiliar location with no memory of when or where you’d last passed out. Heather had always imagined this would happen after his first drink or some kind of daring flip on a snowy hill. This was different from his expectations.

It was alright though. Both of those things came with headaches and that sure wasn’t kicking in… at least, yet? He rose to his feet and dusted himself off, fixing his jacket and glancing around. Wow, those were a lot of kids.

His brows raised as his eyes settled on the cut-out and the bell. Stepping forward, he took note of the writing and allowed his stomach to flip. As he stood near the notice, his eyes followed the actions of Asher as he approached the desk. He witnessed the kiss with a concerned look, but couldn’t help but snort in the end, turning away sharply to keep from laughing.

He hoped nobody had heard that. He couldn’t tell how loud his sudden laugh had come out. What did it matter? He doubted anyone cared if he had a goofy laugh with a notice like that. People did take to pranks like this well.

Man, what kind of fucked up place was this? They glanced around to everyone, frowning when they realized how lucky they were to have a visible word of what was going on. They couldn’t manage to read much of anyone’s lips when they were turned so away. If there was a little more light, he could have a chance but right now? Nothing was making sense.

Heather yawned and stood by himself, patting around for his phone but finding it nowhere to be seen. It looked like it was time to do some speaking for once.

"What’s going on?" Okay, that came out as sort of a shout. He couldn’t focus on volume when he was so jumbled. "If this is a prank, someone give me my phone back."

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This person had... Shouted. Was he trying to get attention, perhaps? Beryll frowned, crossing over to the boy with the radically different color scheme than her own. Snazzy!

Still sore from lying on the floor, she tried not to stumble on her way to the boy. That would be embarrassing!

Reaching up to twirl the ends of her hair in her fingers, she leaned down to better look at the boy.

"Don't worry, Mister! There's... A... Um... Sign, or something, over there that... I think says what's going on! ¡Sí!"

She wondered why he was speaking so loudly. Perhaps a coping mechanism? She knew her canaries got loud when they wanted something, so maybe...

Beryll, no. People are not birds.

"A-And, um! I can't find my phone either, so maybe we can look together?"

Hopeful.

"O-Oh. Before I forget, ah, my name is Valencia. You can, um, call me Beryll, if you, uh... W-Want to. Ah."

#normdays #ic #prologue #heather

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This was not where she expected to end up. The last time she ever left her house was to buy toys- childish, sure but hey, it was the only way she could make money. But that wasn’t the point. The point was that she was probably kidnapped and brought to this weird hotel. But it was…alright…she could remain calm (kinda). It would all be fine, right?

But then she read the notice.

And screamed.

"N-nooooo…! T-this…can’t be real…n-nooooo…I c-can’t…l…let this happen…I c-can’t stay here I can’t…! M-Maman! Papa! Pleas-se help me….! Uw-waaaaaaaa…..!"

What a bitch baby. She sat in front of the desk and sobbed, clutching a porcelain doll tightly.

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Well, some people make better first impressions than others. Honestly, screaming and crying on the floor wasn't that good of an impression, and Beryll stared at the distressed girl for quite a long time.

She supposed not everyone could be so immediately accepting of a new situation as she was.

Though, something about the screaming and yelling for her parents reminded her of herself (no, don't think of that, no, no no no no), and how her sisters had helped her.. Oh, she already missed them.

But... She should make them proud.

Kneeling in front of the girl, she put on a smile, trying to be gentle and kind. The fact that her birds were all chirping probably made her look like a Disney princess. Score.

"... Hola-- Erm...! A-Ah, hello, Miss... P-Please don't cry, I'm sure everything is going to be perfectly fine. I'm sure there's just been a misunderstanding, and you will be with your mamá and papá s-soon!"

Her accent game was strong, today. She hadn't spoken anything but Spanish for a while. Smooth.

"A-Ah, your doll is v-very pretty...! What's her name? And, oh! What's your name, Miss? I- I'm Valencia, but, um, you can call me Beryll, if you like."

#ic #normdays #prologue #nui

sunny, i don't think we're in spain anymore | normdays | prologue

Well, waking up on the floor couldn't be good.

Not good at all!

Beryll had to sit up slowly, and god that hurt. Damn. Immediately after she could form coherent thought, however, she was searching for her birds. They were almost always with her- where were-

Oh!

Sitting in her lap, her three canaries seemed to be waking up as well. Curiouser and curiouser. Gently holding her hand out for the three of them, she returned them to their usual places before standing.

Did she... Know these people? She figured no, she didn't. It wasn't easy to forget so many lovely, nice looking people!

Completely ignoring the boy kissing the cardboard cutout, various yells, and someone rolling around, the girl strode over to the desk, picking up the notice and... What the hell?

Okay, Ber, this isn't too hard-- that's a lot of words. With a resigned sigh, she gently sets the card down.

Well, she may as well observe everyone else, and see how they were reacting.