WEEK ONE

[lockdownmods]

[ Well that Orientation... happened. Whether you feel more informed or not, the truth remains. Here you are, within Fayflower University. You have your run of the campus, indoors and out.

There's also your tablets to play with. There are several apps-- and even a game! They didn't leave you without some entertainment. The music is a bit dated though...

And should you wish, there's still time to talk to the "staff" in a more... private setting. The office. They're not hard to find. Well-- your Professor, Han and Megumi aren't. Oswald is a bit more... difficult. ]

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[ososoi]

[ Oso's a gag anime character! He'll be fine! ...Or not. ]

[ Regardless, Osomatsu doesn't hesitate to grab onto Viral. As the beastman pulls him to the top, Oso feels a heavy sense of dread. ]

Hey, uh, anybody else feel like something bad's gonna happen? [ It's not that he's having second thoughts, it's just that he feels like something bad's gonna happen. ]

[machrophage]

Hmm? Probably something to discourage exactly what we're doing.

[Viral don't be so... casual about it...]

[pathofconquest]

[right... behind you...]

[itwasfeyt]

[And she'll latch on with both of hers.

She's pretty dang light, so don't strain yourself, Viral.]

Let's do this.

[unhalting]

[There's a bit of a considering pause on his end as he closes his right eye, but.]

...Got room for one more?

[Since it seems like it's a party here anyways.]

[itwasfeyt]

...Huh?

[Jumping down... ungracefully. She's hitting the ground hard enough that it'll leave a bruise later.]

Oof!

[throwabookatit]

You've ha-- th-that's just--

[ WHAT KIND OF WORLD ARE YOU FROM, SHARK-CAT MAN. ]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[Poe's just... going to watch what happens first. He does not like this feeling. So um. Yeah. He's gonna wait where he froze on the wall and see if you all die horribly or start moving again first.]

[pathofconquest]

Well? Will you stay-- or will you go with us?

[just make up your mind. they got you.]

[ososoi]

[ aaand Oso falls flat on his ass. ]

AUGHHH--!

[machrophage]

[That, in turn, makes Viral grin, showing all his wicked teeth.]

The more the merrier!

[machrophage]

...I'm a soldier. Teaching people how to fall properly is basic combat training.

[throwabookatit]

How to fall from all the way up there?!

[ ...she missed him jump up- ]

[machrophage]

I imagine it's a method of discouraging exactly this.

[Viral thought just enough about this to ignore it.]

[machrophage]

[Up you go, Maya! Don't mind the dread when you come in contact with the wall.]

[machrophage]

[They've definitely got this.]

What do you have to lose?

[buriedearth]

Alright. Well, let the rest of us know how it goes when you're done.

[ Other people look kind of eager to follow him out and it's not that Terra doesn't want to look into things, but it's probably best if it doesn't become too much of a crowd... ]

[murderator]

[well this doesn't feel right. actually... can you really feel anything right now? Anything except all logic and reason slowly, but surely, surrendering to the desire to obliterate everything around you?]

[12d3]

I hope it would, it's always nice to get gifts, yeah?

[A pause.]

..well. Sometimes fans will send me weird stuff in the mail, and that's not always fun. But candy and a guitar are pretty good gifts I think.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Or imminent death approaching.

[Such negativity.]

[devotingly]

[ what does he have to lose? what does someone as pointless as waver velvet have to lose?

nothing. ]

Alright. I’ll go.

[murderator]

[this feeling is new, and it's immediate, in how it overwhelms any normal logic of "no this is a bad idea". the feeling of wanting to hurt, to destroy, to fight. Size? Strength? It doesn't matter.

The feeling of wanting to kill is... impossible to ignore.]

[ososoi]

Just call me Osomatsu. [ The words come out harsher than he intended, but he doesn't really care at this point. ]

...Are you a cosplayer?

[murderator]

[there are voices-- familiar ones, tied to familiar faces. They seem to be calling him further into the forest...]

[unhalting]

[He almost returns the grin. If certain others were here, he's pretty sure he'd get ragged on for being reckless, but. Well, whatever. With a bit of a running start, Orga manages to make his way up to the top without too much trouble, anyways.]

So, what's the plan?

[apparently just jumping down ig]