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[Entrance Exam] Week Two
A new week dawns. Not much seems to have changed, huh? Despite the excitement, your 'exam' continues. However, that doesn't mean that everything is the same. waking up on Sunday morning, it would seem that your tasks application has been updated. The old ones are gone and there are several new jobs for you to take on should you so wish.
It would be nice if this week ended even more uneventful than the last but...
Well even if it isn't, at least you shouldn't be bored.
As you did before, you still have the opportunity to speak with Vivienne during her office hours as well. Make the most of your last week with your fellow Prospects. Or don't. It's all up to you.
It would be nice if this week ended even more uneventful than the last but...
Well even if it isn't, at least you shouldn't be bored.
As you did before, you still have the opportunity to speak with Vivienne during her office hours as well. Make the most of your last week with your fellow Prospects. Or don't. It's all up to you.
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SUNDAY
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Prospects, I would like you all to welcome back Kaoru Seta. She will be finishing out the Entrance Exam with the rest of you.
I know you all must... have a number of questions for her, but... save it for later. If you must ask... then ask me.
[She gives Kaoru a meaningful look. It certainly screams Don't say anything unnecessary.]
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What the hell kinda place are you runnin' here?
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ALRIGHT, GANG! OUR BEST FRIEND WANTS ME TO YELL A BUNCH, SO I'M GOING TO YELL! A BUNCH!! NO MUSIC, JUST YELLING! SO BASICALLY, WHO WANTS TO YELL WITH ME, BECAUSE I'M ALL ABOUT THAT, AND I THINK AFTER A WEEK IN THIS DUMP SOME OF YOU WANNA FUCKING YELL TOO! SO LET'S STOP PRETENDING SHIT'S OKAY AND GET MAD FOR A WHILE!! FUCK!!!
[ ... she's gonna go on like this for a while. ]
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[...Well that happened. After the cafeteria meeting, Maya wanders off with the intention of trying to put her thoughts into focus. She was originally going to grab some food from the cafeteria for breakfast... not anymore. But hey, there's always the school supplies closet! Where she is now, and digging through the supplies in a slowly frantic search.]
Come on, Maya... can't go back now. But you have to survive...
[She mutters to herself, continually searching for the granola or whatever else the school would stock.]
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[Later on, Maya eventually does return to the cafeteria. Because non-perishables only take you so far... and she has something she should be doing, that she'd ignored for an entire week: tasks. And there's a good one this week.
Good enough that she made a sign for it.
She sits at a table, a poster sheet set out before her that reads, in colorful letters:
Free for a limited time.
Making money off her profession means she has to start somewhere.]
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MONDAY
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Therefore, there are some changes to be made. Throughout the day, Hollyleaf's sleep schedule... Well, it's already a bit off? But you'll notice her coming and going from the room at odd times...for a human. An afternoon nap, an evening rest, a dawn rise. With some creativity, it seems a way's even been found for her to open the door -- and not close it, of course.
It still must be strange to see the black cat seated in the common area near the balcony, sometime before dawn that day, as she's dragged her tablet along with her and she keeps calmly activating the text-to-speech function so it reads off the tasks and profiles, in an alternating manner. Head low to the ground and whiskers drooping, she seems troubled, particularly as she listens to the tasks. ]
Something special... Is that so?
[ The late afternoon finds her sunning herself on the edge of the basketball court. It may seem strange that this is her choice, but honestly? On the hard gravel, she seems content. ...Might want to make sure she doesn't doze off, though. Wouldn't want to get that NAUGHTY cap again.
And at night? After her evening rest, once the moon's high in the sky... Hollyleaf just sits next to the pond in the garden, gazing up at the stars solemnly. ]
All this way... I can't even see Silverpelt. What skies am I under?
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for most of the day he can be found in the common room, trying to sort through his thoughts in almost eerie silence. occasionally he moves around the room, sitting in increasingly stranger positions each time. he even sits upside down on the couch, as if hoping for the blood reaching his head to light some sort of light bulb.
other than that, he can be found in the kitchen! he has an assortment of ingredients as if planning to cook dinner for the prospects...and that's exactly what he plans on doing.
but what does one cook with instant noodles, cabbages, eggs, chocolate, and an assortment of spices? and...do you really want to know? ]
common room;
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Sometime in the early afternoon, Terra can be found in the field, taking care to utilize the time in here to start off with a jog to get in some good ol' fashioned exercise. If someone enters, however, he'll stop and pass them a smile. ]
Hey. Up for joining me?
[ In the late afternoon, Terra can be found looking through the student supplies room, starting in the general portion though he plans on moving onto the closet as soon as he's done his search in here. If someone comes in, he'll try to move to the side so he's not in the room. ]
If you need help looking for something, let me know.
[ Finally, Terra can be located in his room at 105 towards the evening, after he's snagged himself something to eat. The door's cracked open and, well... looks like he has the room to himself so he's also pulled the two beds together and is making use of that by taking it easy and lying on them just because he can. ]
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He can be found in the courtyard, more unopened bottles of soda near his bag than one person really needs. There's several pieces of paper taped together to form a sign as well:
There's a small postscript too, "Ask me about ~Synesthesia~". Clearly, he's up to something. Could be fairly ominous too, considering how pleased he is with his setup, and whether the blue word is familiar at all. ]
[Later in the day, Twelve is poking through the cafeteria. He's... not really the best cook, but someone has to feed Nine. It probably won't be Nine. So, Twelve it is.]
Man, you'd think these cabinets would be labeled. Or organized. Maa~ I guess sandwiches will have to do, if I can't even find rice.
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SCIENCE or, the courtyard
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Mishima blinks upon exiting his room, and after a brief pause (and a confused glance around the common area), walks around to check what the attached sign says.
Oh. It's a thank you note, with. His name.
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Huh? What am I supposed to do with this?
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dat special task! (closed)
Which is exactly what led him here! Initially, he can be found sitting on a counter, notebook out. He has a sheet of paper out that he's writing something on. Seems he's making some kind of chart to make recording this shit easier. ]
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TUESDAY
MOTIVE - 1/2
Prospects-- please report to the classroom to recieve your instructions regarding your Final Exam.
As you get closer to the classroom, though... there's signs of a disaster waiting to happen. Vivienne's voice rings out loudly. Upon entering, it becomes clear that she's not arguing with herself.
...nor is she waging war on the phone like her previous attempts.
She is fighting a very real battle with a very real man.]
"...what?! No! I refuse. This... you're going too far! I understand... what you want to do. I do... and I... want to see... the results. But you... you can't do it like this! It's not right!"
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p5 spoilers all up in here i guess i guess
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pretend the icon actually fucking matches
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before the motive!
Don't worry, it's not an unmanned golf cart at least (that would be dangerous), in fact it's carrying two passengers. The driver, who's wearing a yellow mask and seems hell bent on doing their best Evil Knievel impression. And the rider who's wearing a blue mask and is wielding an object in their right hand—a water gun. Oh, and their aim is pretty damn good. Whether you get hit squarely in chest (or face, aiming isn't the easiest when they're driving like this) or not, you might hear an announcement either way. ]
Good morning everyone! Let's play a game~!
If you think you could even catch us! Woohoo~
[ You're welcome to chase them down, retaliate or wait for the golf cart to run out of gas before questioning them. If you're even more patient than that (or lucky) you might catch Nine and Twelve exiting the bathroom with damp clothes and a backpack. Suspicious, huh? And later after all the excitement's died down, Nine is in the kitchen eating some omurice. There are times when he remembers to cook and eat, which are mostly following shenanigans but details. And he needs breakfast after all of that, clearly. ]
golf cart, or "good cart" according to autocorrect
this golf cart is a good cart tho
it's an adequate cart
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after the motive ; tw infanticide mention
"i think that putting an end to him might be the culmination of the escardos family magecraft."
"well dear, it's time to prepare ourselves."
but he bares through it with a smile and some may realize that, once again, he's a lot quieter as he strolls aimlessly through the school. he sits down on the garden to admire the sky and the flowers, as if the scenes running through his head weren't happening.
however, at some point in the evening flat sends a message to every Prospect.
hey guys!! meet me at the classroom where we were earlier in ten minutes! i wanna talk to everyone!!
if your character decides to arrive, flat will be at the front, sitting cross-legged on the teacher's desk, waving excitedly for them to come in. if they try to question him before everyone's there, he'll shake his head and motion to the seats. but once it seems like most have arrived... ]
Hey, guys! [ a pause. ] I think we need to talk about what happened today.
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WEDNESDAY
CLOSED until otherwise noted
...well, aren't you an early bird? You must have something important to discuss. Very well. Come in.
[He unlocks the office and steps inside. Follow whenever you wish, 'guest'.]
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What Makes You Special: Anxiety Edition
Because as paranoia sets in, he's become more and more terrified of sleeping. He suspects exactly what kind of memories this motive would dredge up, he's already spoken to a couple of people about their dark pasts. Compared to that, Yoosung feels like he's not as affected, and it's with a heavy heart that he realizes it's because... Nothing is worse to him than the life he's currently living. Lonely, missing Rika, kept in the dark by V and misunderstood by the rest of RFA, feeling like he doesn't have a future. As depressing as that is, it's even harder to trust the people here, when the fear is seizing his heart and he can't control it.
So, in the end, he's gonna demonstrate his talent of pushing the limits of his consciousness while clocking long hours playing games! Dragging early into Thursday morning, he's resorted to eating some leftover corgi cookies to stay awake.]
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classroom, thursday morning;
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...after all of that
but these feelings, she thinks, are simply fleeting, and she will overcome them. she isn't as sure about everyone else, however.
around noon, kaoru sends everyone a text message: ]
Hello, my friends. In such trying times, we must not forget that we are not alone in our struggles against our inner demons, for we are all fighting the same battle. As the great bard himself once said, "The band that seems to tie their friendship together will be the very straggler of their amity."
Therefore, if you find yourself in great need of a comrade, extend a hand my way and I will reach for you.
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[ ...she screwed up that quote a little but it's the thought that counts right ]
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THURSDAY
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Looking on the tablet will show you that he has FAILED.]
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his parents hate him.
aiden is dead.
it's been years since flat has felt this way, so full of fear and close to the breaking point. he's out of his room at a later time than usual, missing breakfast completely and coming just in time for lunch. it takes just that much energy to get up.
there was never a child called flat, just a flat expanse with some unintelligible scribbles on it...isn't that right?
but, as close as he is to breaking, he doesn't show it in a normal way. if anything, he seems unusually cheery and energetic today. he's practically skipping across the halls, whistling as if nothing was wrong and as if he wasn't aware that his roommate and friend had been taken away. he'll be in the cafeteria, happily eating cup noodles that he had taken from that time the power went out or in the common room, swiping through photos he took with his tablet.
however, if you're unlucky enough to catch him by the garden, he seems to be talking to someone.
but no one is there. ]
Now that I think about it, I never got to make a nickname for you. You kinda remind me of a cat, y'know? And I have a friend I call Le Chien because he's like a dog so...how about Le Chat?
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Closed to Tess
One more thing wrong about this place. There's only one thing to do in a time like this.
And that's why Maya's out by the pool, where she seems to be setting something up. She doesn't seem to be focusing all that well though, because she keeps looking out for anyone around- oh! Like that girl, her new roommate. Probably better her than just anyone else. Maya flags her down with a wave.]
Heeey! Come over here!
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