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locked_down2018-05-27 08:42 am
[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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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
What the--
[ WAIT A MINUTE ]
Hey, is that mine??
this golf cart is a good cart tho
[ Now that his attention is more forced, aim, fire take two! Strangely, his voice sounds an awfully lot like Mishima's stoic roommate if you know, he had actual emotion in his inflection. ]
it's an adequate cart
What-- [ COUGHS??? ] What was that for?!
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[ But here, he'll give Mishima a moment to recover. ]
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I don't think it's much of a game when you're the only one shooting!
Golf cart
[ So much for his jogging session. He's kind of... wet now. Thanks guys, you're a bunch of good ol' blokes.
But guess what? Terra's not dumb, so you know what? He'll go and get his own amno and wait for them to rub out of gas. How long does that take? ]
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They drive around for a while, shooting and swerving around anyone around the campus. It's oddly practiced looking, for something you'd think was a spontaneous decision.
It's maybe an hour or so later they're getting out of juice for the golf cart. When they start slowing down the cart is steered towards the side of the dorms and away from people. No need to make it that easy for people to see them leave the cart. Plenty of time for Terra to have found ammo]
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Well, don't worry. Terra has made very sure to grab the best ammo that this place could provide. Okay, no it's actually just kind of one of those shitty, cheap water guns in comparison to Twelve and Nine's own get up, but it does the job.
And that's what matters.
The brunette immediately starts to aim at ... Nine first because of course he does. Probably, if he was so lucky to get in the blindspot, at his back. ]
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Oh!
[ after a moment, she calls to them, shirt soaking wet: ]
Having fun, fiends?
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and then dramatically points her finger at the masked menace. ]
We are now at war, fiends! Do not let your guard down, for I will return to the battlefield once more!
[ and she's...running off somewhere. go for another hit? ]