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optimistical) wrote2017-08-24 07:39 am
optimistical) wrote2017-08-24 07:39 am
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[ this isn't important until you're back and less busy but so we don't forget kyouko totally comes over with eggs this morning to have breakfast and Discuss Things. maybe they both have freebies by now??? who knows? she has hers?
she's carrying the carton and raps on the door politely even though it is a well-known fact she can let herself in. ]
she's carrying the carton and raps on the door politely even though it is a well-known fact she can let herself in. ]
idk, i think coasting on my good looks counts as a valid career path
[ He's been unsure the whole day ever since he saw that information post online. It's like he only ate the fruit of knowledge several days ago and suddenly he's having an existential crisis. He's pretty uncomfortable and has been mostly freaking out internally. It doesn't help that school just started too.
Daisuke knocks on the door to Makoto's room. ]
It's Daisuke... I want to talk to you about something.
Daisuke knocks on the door to Makoto's room. ]
It's Daisuke... I want to talk to you about something.
[ and here's lelouch, bringing a Tupperware container of food that is not quite leftovers that is also totally not a pity lunch bribe - listen, he can also be a Good Person - and he's just going to ring the doorbell.
ring ring! ]
ring ring! ]
[ Maybe they're just cursed.
Being locked out of the apartment isn't anything new by any means, but with Daisuke's recent memory, it looked like he knew how to pick locks. Electronic ones even. What's unfortunate is that he doesn't know how that even works. Maybe it's magic, btu it certainly didn't feel like magic. Hell, if maid birds were real, magic doesn't sound too far off anyway.
He slumps against the nearby wall with his bag and sighs. ]
Wanna play a game?
[ jigsaw.jpg ]
Being locked out of the apartment isn't anything new by any means, but with Daisuke's recent memory, it looked like he knew how to pick locks. Electronic ones even. What's unfortunate is that he doesn't know how that even works. Maybe it's magic, btu it certainly didn't feel like magic. Hell, if maid birds were real, magic doesn't sound too far off anyway.
He slumps against the nearby wall with his bag and sighs. ]
Wanna play a game?
[ jigsaw.jpg ]
[ It's a good thing this took place several days after the party to wait for Naegi's back to stop being sore, because Daisuke told Naegi that he needed help going back to Recolle High. Desperate times call for desperate measures, especially when an important piece of his project was left behind at his locker on the last day before it's due.
But they're here now, standing before the school. ]
I'm glad it doesn't have a fence...
But they're here now, standing before the school. ]
I'm glad it doesn't have a fence...
[ attached is a selfie of NOW ANIME PURPLE KIRIGIRI. she looks otherwise the same but. what a dramatic color swap... ]
Good morning.
Good morning.
[ It's been a long past... several days. Honestly, it's when he realized that he didn't have his phone with him that made his heart sink. Reality hit him in the face when he glanced at the calendar in Akira's house after he woke up.
And now he's here, in front of the doorstep. There's nothing in his pockets. His shirt is different than the one he wore before, because he threw it in the trash. Nobody needs to see a bloody person walking in the streets.
He raises his right hand at the doorknob and picks the lock with ease. Thanks, other self. Anyway, he opens the door and hopes Naegi is out or something. ]
... I'm home...
[ He quietly breathes out when he sees Naegi there. ]
And now he's here, in front of the doorstep. There's nothing in his pockets. His shirt is different than the one he wore before, because he threw it in the trash. Nobody needs to see a bloody person walking in the streets.
He raises his right hand at the doorknob and picks the lock with ease. Thanks, other self. Anyway, he opens the door and hopes Naegi is out or something. ]
... I'm home...
[ He quietly breathes out when he sees Naegi there. ]
[ Naegi will find himself waking up in a room and on a bed that isn't his. It's actually extremely cushiony, which really says something about their actual quality of life at home. And it's so comfortable that it makes it harder to leave the bed.
At least, until someone barges into the room with a girl? It looks like it's Daisuke, but he has a completely different expression that he normally doesn't have--something that's usually worn by playboys. With him is a literal faceless girl that likes to giggle. ]
Hey, why are you sleeping in my room?
[ There's an annoyed tone to it as Daisuke looks down at Makoto on the bed. ]
At least, until someone barges into the room with a girl? It looks like it's Daisuke, but he has a completely different expression that he normally doesn't have--something that's usually worn by playboys. With him is a literal faceless girl that likes to giggle. ]
Hey, why are you sleeping in my room?
[ There's an annoyed tone to it as Daisuke looks down at Makoto on the bed. ]
[ It's a Saturday morning. The air feels nice and cool. Their apartment doesn't need heating yet, because it's at a comfortable level of tolerance. Naegi would probably be up first when he sees a yawning Daisuke come out of his room.
Today is Daisuke's turn to cook breakfast, but he doesn't seem to be making his way to the kitchen? Instead, he just stands in the middle of the spacious living room and plops on the beanbag chair. ]
Today is Daisuke's turn to cook breakfast, but he doesn't seem to be making his way to the kitchen? Instead, he just stands in the middle of the spacious living room and plops on the beanbag chair. ]
[ After seeing the network post, Daisuke makes an effort to find Naegi;s phone too. He looks all around the house, since Naegi seemed to cover his own room. After some thorough searching, he knocks on the door.
It's weird how Naegi losing his phone is in some sense normal, in comparison to everything that isn't normal like Daisuke getting the app back again, therefore, regaining all his abnormality all along with it.
Like his blasted white hair. ]
Makoto? Did you find it yet?
It's weird how Naegi losing his phone is in some sense normal, in comparison to everything that isn't normal like Daisuke getting the app back again, therefore, regaining all his abnormality all along with it.
Like his blasted white hair. ]
Makoto? Did you find it yet?
[ Manon knows.
Manon knows all.
...
Just kidding--but she does know Naegi's birthday. And she doesn't have anything else to do, so she might as well do something fun? They're not exactly friends and she's been meaning to go to a bar soon anyway.
Manon slipped a paper notice under Naegi's door and basically dingdong ditched before Naegi could see her. It tells him to go to the general vicinity of where the bar is around 10 PM.
Because she will be there waiting.
And waiting. ]
Manon knows all.
...
Just kidding--but she does know Naegi's birthday. And she doesn't have anything else to do, so she might as well do something fun? They're not exactly friends and she's been meaning to go to a bar soon anyway.
Manon slipped a paper notice under Naegi's door and basically dingdong ditched before Naegi could see her. It tells him to go to the general vicinity of where the bar is around 10 PM.
Because she will be there waiting.
And waiting. ]
[ I'm gonna keep replying under this chain for each noteworthy thing that happens in his group. Feel free to reply to any of them or skip them for reading pleasure. Either works! ]
[Knock knock, Makoto! Tatsuma's dropped by between classes at a time when he's sure Naegi's also free.
What could this be about?]
What could this be about?]
I am here. Should I be looking for a crane, or...
[ squint. ]
Nevermind. I think I see you. I have found a few different fish for your bird to try... assuming that you are taking ownership of it.
[ does he even have a choice??? still. Leon is PROBABLY hard to miss, what with wearing all black and wearing a hoodie with aforementioned hood up, and holding a plastic bag. ]
[ squint. ]
Nevermind. I think I see you. I have found a few different fish for your bird to try... assuming that you are taking ownership of it.
[ does he even have a choice??? still. Leon is PROBABLY hard to miss, what with wearing all black and wearing a hoodie with aforementioned hood up, and holding a plastic bag. ]
[ Friday the 13th is as good a day as any to ask this kind of thing, right...? No, it's not, but she's doing it anyway!! ]
hi makoto
i hope i'm not bothering you
but i was wondering if i could ask you a couple questions?
a couple questions after that last one i mean!!
hi makoto
i hope i'm not bothering you
but i was wondering if i could ask you a couple questions?
a couple questions after that last one i mean!!
[ Daisuke woke up feeling abnormally hot. Like, actually hot. In truth, he was thinking about possible future dates with Chiyo and would it be romantic... Maybe they can see fireworks together at Tanabata or something? Anyway, these kinds of pure shoujo thoughts and such triggered Daisuke's now love gene that transforms him into Dark. Makes his body feel stupidly hot as if he caught a fever, but only momentarily.
It's the morning on the weekend and Daisuke feels bothered by the lingering heat, and doesn't realize that he transformed even though his purple hair is a complete mess. He's a bit half-asleep to fully notice.
He gets out of his room in his sleepwear, a t-shirt and comfortable long pants, to go for a cup of water in the kitchen. He passes by Naegi and gives a short wave as he passes by. ]
'Morning.
It's the morning on the weekend and Daisuke feels bothered by the lingering heat, and doesn't realize that he transformed even though his purple hair is a complete mess. He's a bit half-asleep to fully notice.
He gets out of his room in his sleepwear, a t-shirt and comfortable long pants, to go for a cup of water in the kitchen. He passes by Naegi and gives a short wave as he passes by. ]
'Morning.
Edited 2018-07-02 19:15 (UTC)
[He doesn't know the other in this dream particularly well, not that it matters because, as dreams do, there's just no point to questioning the circumstances.
The circumstances in question are a puzzle escape room with dire consequences.
The only way out is the locked door in the wall of what appears to be an operating room. The operating table sits ominously at the center, complete with belts to prevent the patient from moving in any dangerous ways. A laminated sheet of paper details a list of actions that must be performed to check on the patient before the operation begins.
Theo scratches at the back of his head. His hair is real and a dirty blond, side bangs reaching down past his chin and the back tied in a much longer ponytail. Man...]
Not looking forward to this. What should we do first?
The circumstances in question are a puzzle escape room with dire consequences.
The only way out is the locked door in the wall of what appears to be an operating room. The operating table sits ominously at the center, complete with belts to prevent the patient from moving in any dangerous ways. A laminated sheet of paper details a list of actions that must be performed to check on the patient before the operation begins.
Theo scratches at the back of his head. His hair is real and a dirty blond, side bangs reaching down past his chin and the back tied in a much longer ponytail. Man...]
Not looking forward to this. What should we do first?
[And somehow, Tatsuma finds himself in the middle of a murder mystery.
Every so often he has to go over the evidence again, as though trying to convince himself that this is all real. Photos of a corpse lying in a pool of blood - the guy can't be older than a high schooler. Possible murder weapons, and discussion flying past him as everyone stands in a circle at podiums, discussing their theories.
It seems at this point they've latched onto a likely culprit.]
Um... Are we sure? The paper crane wasn't well-folded...
[That was a strange thing left behind at the scene, a messily folded paper crane.]
Every so often he has to go over the evidence again, as though trying to convince himself that this is all real. Photos of a corpse lying in a pool of blood - the guy can't be older than a high schooler. Possible murder weapons, and discussion flying past him as everyone stands in a circle at podiums, discussing their theories.
It seems at this point they've latched onto a likely culprit.]
Um... Are we sure? The paper crane wasn't well-folded...
[That was a strange thing left behind at the scene, a messily folded paper crane.]
[ kill bill sirens time to play how fast will makoto naegi try to jump out a window
On this auspicious day of many eights, Chiyo is unsuspecting that things may be afoot or that any out of body experiences may occur. For all she knows, the only thing that's about to happen is a nice date with her boyfriend.
She's at the mall, waiting at the front at the time she and Daisuke agreed to meet. Will it be Daisuke who'll meet her? Will Daisuke even show up? Will anyone show up on time? Will Chiyo have to send text messages, wondering if she got stood up on this day? ]
On this auspicious day of many eights, Chiyo is unsuspecting that things may be afoot or that any out of body experiences may occur. For all she knows, the only thing that's about to happen is a nice date with her boyfriend.
She's at the mall, waiting at the front at the time she and Daisuke agreed to meet. Will it be Daisuke who'll meet her? Will Daisuke even show up? Will anyone show up on time? Will Chiyo have to send text messages, wondering if she got stood up on this day? ]
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