No more poison killin my emotion I will not be frozen

[afterlifer]

WHO: EVERYONE
WHAT: Interactions
WHEN: August 28 – September 1
WHERE: Anywhere and everywhere in this afterlife
WARNINGS: Cussing
SUMMARY: INTERACTION LOG you know the drill.

28th: Today seems as though it’s a normal day, right? Wake up, take a shower, walk outside to head to class and… the NPCs aren’t moving. Stopped mid-step they’re completely frozen all over the school grounds. Some may be in class already and frozen at their desks, others might’ve been frozen as they were walking to or around the school. Maybe you were outside just inside to see them come to a sudden halt. After an hour, they’ll return to normal and continue on as though nothing happened.

29th: The school festival is a month away and it’s time to start planning for it! Classes will get a free period to plan for it today and clubs will need to get together and talk about setting up special activities for the students if they want to participate. GET HYPED.

30th: Do you hear that? Outside of your dorm—in the hallway! It sounds like pitter patter of little feet running up and down the halls… a bunch of them too, and there’s even some little barks here and there. Open your door and SUDDENLY LITTLE SHIBA INU AND GOLDEN RETRIEVER PUPPIES RUNNING ALL ABOUT. Don’t deny them love, they’re ever so playful and fluffy.

31st: It’s so close to your day off—but the teachers decided they’re going to end this week with a math test. Ew, right? Hope you studied or this is going to suck.

1st: Even in the afterlife your uniform and clothes get a bit dirty from time to time, and it’d be pretty gross if you didn’t wash your underwear so go on, wash your clothes! Or… don’t. The washer’s broken—actually waters starting to spill out of it!!! Now you’re standing in a puddle, oops.

As always, remember there are basketball, kendo, drama and baseball clubs now so practices can be set up whenever you want! And if you want to do something outside of what we've provided, feel free to do so.

Comments

[conversationalist]

[Hostile.]

...was that not the perpetrator?

[crayoned]

Perpet... Trator? [What.] I was avoiding them, couldn't you tell?

[Obviously not. But come on man, she thought it was easy to tell what she was trying to do.]

[conversationalist]

Ooooh, you were avoiding them. I thought you were on some kind of secret mission and he had some sort of password...

[Her face reads, "You're a joke."]

[crayoned]

I... Why would I need a password? I don't understand you.

[She shuffles a little in the bush, trying to get into a comfier position whilst still staring at Kotarou. Why can't bushes be softer?]

[conversationalist]

For the ticking time bomb.

[crayoned]

[...Ugh. She really isn't understanding this conversation at all. When did she anything about a time bomb? Better question, what's a time bomb?]

Huh-- Wha? You're not making any sense... Um, can you explain what you're talking about?

[Maybe he's teasing her, that could be it... Or maybe he's new here and he still thinks he's back home. Maybe this guy had lots of time bombs and passwords and stuff when he was still alive...]

[conversationalist]

Nothing, nevermind. [The conversation got tiring even for him.]

What are you doing out here? Were you trying to get away from something?

[crayoned]

... I was leaving class, that's all.

[And with that she pushes herself up, out of the bush and brushes past Kotarou as she starts walking back towards the path she was on before.]

It's nothing. [She's still wary he might try something again if she brings up she was only hiding to avoid going back to take that silly test.]

[conversationalist]

[Ah, the cold shoulder. Kotarou stalks, speaking casually.]

Leaving class? Ohhh, was it about that test? You shouldn't be taking high school level exams.

[crayoned]

[Oh he figured it out on his own. Well then.]

I don't know what level it was, I just saw the teacher handing out papers and saying everyone would have to sit in silence until they finished going through the test. I thought it was just going to be a normal lesson, so I ran... I don't like the sounds of tests.

[conversationalist]

Trust me, no one really does. It's a nasty thing. [Even if his grades weren't that bad.]

I think no one should care that much about it, however...so you really don't have to hide.

[crayoned]

So they really are nasty. [She knew it. Tests are to be avoided like the plague.]

But I do have to hide! The teacher that saw me earlier said something about 'going to detention' if I didn't come back, and then he started following me...

[conversationalist]

That's when you say "I'd rather die than go to that hellhole!" and punch someone.

[crayoned]

... Really? That's really what I should do when a teacher tries to take me to detention again? [Wow, that's all she needed to do all this time. Who knew!

She'll really do it Kotarou. Seriously. Her expression changes to one of curiosity, as though she's looking for confirmation that that's the right thing to do rather than doubting what Kotarou said.]

[conversationalist]

Well, first you have to hit a wall first and make the meanest face you can, chanting a curse towards them.

[crayoned]

Aren't curses supposed to be bad though? [As if punching someone isn't.] I don't think that's right, I don't even know how to chant a curse.

[Now she's doubting what he's saying.]

[conversationalist]

Not this curse. It's the afterlife, after all. Anything like that won't work here.

[How it makes sense doesn't matter.]

[crayoned]

... That's true. [Oh look she's falling for it.] What sort of curse does it have to be?