WEEK 6

[lockdownmods]

[Week six comes like an ominous wave. If anything, the wall is more threatening that it's ever been. That sign from last week? Looks aged-- like it's far more than just a week old. But more than that, it feels like something is waiting to snap this week. What could possibly go wrong, after last week?

Said no one ever, at this point.

But still, if you look around this week, you might find out something. It's like someone has started leaving clues in places old and new. Take a look around.]

LOCATIONS | PROFILES | HAN OFFICE HOURS | MEGUMI OFFICE HOURS

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

Comments

[sendintheclown]

Golyadkin would be good enough. I wouldn't want to presume anything by asking you to use my first names, after all!

[He looks a little embarrassed.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Itsuka.

[sendintheclown]

[Gogol bounces over to the controls with an excited, rubbery squeak and proceeds to fiddle with them. With the wonders of technology, he's now dressed in an expensive-looking outfit, and probably not one Rantaro expected.]

How's this? [He pops the sunglasses on, and shakes his hair out in the simulated breeze.] Don't I look like the kind of guy who'd own a yacht?

[sendintheclown]

And I do have a preference for body parts!

[sendintheclown]

Where's the excitement in that? Where's the passion?

[sendintheclown]

[A giggle.]

What if I told you I was completely sane?

[sendintheclown]

[Sliiiiiide.]

What's stopping you?

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I've noticed.

[Grantaire's Head was a thing.]

[buriedearth]

[ Terra had no context for what exactly the message from the headmaster had contained. So, he didn't exactly have an idea of what he'd be looking at when the red head handed it straight over to him. He looks over the note, and listens to what the red head says...

As Terra absorbs the information, it's painfully easy to see the exact moment fury takes over him. Of course the Administration knew about the simulation room, he knew that for sure. But to take advantage of this?! To pull something like this--

The brunet slams his fist angrily into a wall, and now he's undeniably trembling for another reason--because of how angry he is. ]

...He'll pay for this. He'll pay for everything that he's done!

[ He can feel something dark stir within him, as his eyes blazed with emotion. No more games. None of them will receive any mercy...all of those involved...if Terra's had anything to say about it, they'll destroy every single one of them! ]

[sendintheclown]

My birthday is March 31st, just so you know.

[Wink.]

[swordsinternally]

He definitely will. We'll figure out a way to stop him. We have to. If he's going to puppeteer humans like this-- [ He shakes his head. ] No, people like this, then we have to stop him at all costs. We need to let everyone know about this.

We can't... let this continue.

[swordsinternally]

Classes aren't exactly meant to be exciting all of the time...

[devotingly]

That doesn't make it any better. If anything, it makes it worse.

[devotingly]

Yeah. He was hijacked by the virus and is currently comatose.

[ ... ]

Connor also said that it might be possible to convince Hale to turn towards our side...but I don't know how to get him to do that.

THURSDAY ACTIVITY

[lockdownmods]

[in the classroom, there are videos playing, and in the center a... soft mat? with boxing gloves?

the videos are self defense instructions.

you know.

just in case.]

[swordsinternally]

... Self defense instructions, huh.

[ That is the flattest response that anyone's going to get from Tsukasa today. What people might notice is that he seems to be carrying a bag over his shoulder — specifically, what seems to be a quiver that came with the archery supplies that he took a few weeks back. ]

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Nobody is here to supervise the activity.

Anything goes.

Rantaro's gonna watch the videos and go investigate the room instead of actually sparring. Ya know, since Rantaro isn't an impulsive fight guy.]

[buriedearth]

Yeah, we will. We'll bring him down--we'll bring them all down.

[ Until nothing's left of them. ]

...It'll be best to let everyone know tomorrow. I don't think today's a good day for it, considering what happened.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Hey there, Rantaro's pointing questioningly at the quiver. What's up with that?]

[swordsinternally]

I've been trying to carry it around more often, just in case anything happened... like Monday.

[ He doesn't think that he'll be able to perfect physical self defense, especially when he already has a pretty set fighting style. ]

1/3

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Huh. He was expecting a ridiculous sailor outfit. Looks good, but Rantaro's giving a shrug.]

2/3

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Hey, wait. They were inside the yacht. How can there be a breeze blowing on his face?

He gets out of the captian's chair and leans over the dash. Carefully. He reaches out to touch the window that should be in front of him...]

3/3 This gag has been brought to you by continuity errors and the Simulation Room.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[There is no glass. His hand goes right through the frame.

... Oh for pity's sake.

Rantaro pulls his hand back and starts typing.]

"User says: Hey, buddy. I think you deleted the windows somehow."

[Thanks, Gogol.]

[covertizer]

It could be an interesting look.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Oooooh... Nod, nod, nod.

Can Rantaro catch a glimpse of what's in the bag here?]

[swordsinternally]

[ It's a quiver, so there's a bow and arrows, like you'd expect! ]