CONGRATS WE MADE IT TO THE NEW YEAR but everyone's dead whoops

[afterlifer]

WHO: Erryone get in here
WHAT: First interaction log of the year /sunglasses
WHEN: January 9 - 12
WHERE: Anywhere in this afterlife
WARNINGS: Same cursing warning--please notify a mod if something needs to be added!
SUMMARY: Interaction amongst the masses. FIRST INTERACTION LOG OF THE YEAR (happy late new years everyone ♥)

9th: Math class begins and the teacher hands out sheets of paper.  Oh no, hope you've been paying attention.  It's pop quiz time!

10th: It's lunch time and--SMACK.  Oh did you just get hit with some food?  Whoops well apparently there's a food fight going on in the cafeteria. DUCK FOR COVER!!

11th: The lake is frozen and some NPCs are heading down to ice skate.  Who wants to dance on ice?

12th: Today the drama club starts up!  Where art thou actors?


*Snow is still on the ground!  Not a ginormous amount but a good few inches.

Like always, if there's something outside of what we've provided feel free to do so!  Remember there is a basketball and kendo team now so practices can be set up whenever you want.

Comments

[onewayroad]

. . .

[annoyed sigh]

That was a fucking hypothetical scenario. Quit getting all bent out of shape over an example.

[and does she really want to know why someone stuck here would do that, if they are the sort to resort to it?]

[suckswithmaps]

...O-oh! Phew... I was worried that you were someone who'd want to do that. But if you're not, that's good at least.

[sigh of relief!!]

I'm sorry for misunderstanding, then, eheh...

[onewayroad]

. . . Don't bother apologizing. I've done far worse in my life.

[knowing she's certain to start asking about that, he turns to head for the doorway out.]

[suckswithmaps]

[She decides not to ask, actually! Having met plenty of people saying similar things like that back at home, she's at least sure not to pry on that. Though she may be a little curious. But ah well.]

Ahh.. Are you going then? Mister...?

[onewayroad]

The better question is, why would I stick around?

[he ignores the implied request for a name, and instead flits his gaze briefly toward the machine]

Go ahead and take whatever tickets you want. Just say that shit was already broken when you found it if someone asks.

[Which it, you know, technically was.]

[suckswithmaps]

[aaahh he sure reminds her ofcRagna...]

I-I don't think I'll be taking any, but... alright then, mister! Um... I'm Celica. It was a pleasure meeting you! [yup..]

[onewayroad]

. . . Meeting me should never be described as a pleasure.

[suckswithmaps]

But it's always a pleasure to meet new people. [duh]

[onewayroad]

No it's not.

[definitely turning to leave this time]

[suckswithmaps]

[It totally is.

But alright, she'll just let him be and watch him leave then...! While wondering what she should do with all these tickets... ah well.]