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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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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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It's Twelve, who has been wearing the naughty hat every single day, and seems to enjoy it.]
Just taking a catnap, huh?
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Any nap I take would be a cat nap. I'm a cat.
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So, you're an early morning cat?
[ He sits in a chair near hers, his own tablet in hand. ]
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I wake with the sun usually. Or...when I'm woken up for patrols.
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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? ]
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[ Like, this is a legitimate question, isn't it? He's never seen anyone sit so strangely like this before. ]
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I've been thinking!
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But even so, he is... definitely side-eyeing those ingredients. ]
What are you planning to make with all that?
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Is this something all of you do, or are you just being weird?
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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. ]
105
[ Hey Terra, Nine has a bone to pick with you. ]
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You running from something specific or just 'cause?
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Me? Are you...training?
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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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Even more so now that everyone has to cook for themselves.
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Hm.
[ Well, he's intrigued, at least! ]
What do you want me to ask, exactly?
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I guess it's somethin' you've got, if you're telling people to ask you about it.
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SCIENCE or, the courtyard
[It was a slightly worrying thing to hear about?! He'll get to the soda bottles in a bit.]
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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.
... ]
Huh? What am I supposed to do with this?
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Joy ride.
[ He’s absolutely serious. ]
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Something useless? ...Incredibly so, so it looks. So I wasn't the only one. Are they mocking us now?
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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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[ Don't mind Terra suddenly popping up in here too, because guess what. He's also here for that task too. ]
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