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SCHOOL FESTIVAL

WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: School Festival / Arriving in the Afterlife!
WHEN: 9/30/2012. Morning through evening.
WHERE: All around! Mostly at the school, since it is a school festival!
WARNINGS: Potential violence, but since everyone's already dead it's not like it matters, BUT FOR THE MOST PART HUNKY DORY PG! So PG+V? That works.
SUMMARY: A school festival! Details here!

No matter where it is you woke up, if it's near buildings the sounds of merriment are all around. The shouts of people rooting for the winner of a game, students trying to pull in attention for their booths, adults laughing as they trip over themselves during a sport or someone screaming at the haunted house...

It's then that you realize you're at some kind of festival, everyone's invited, and no one seems to be bothering with money.

Then the realization that you're not even in your clothes. What the hell is this outfit? A school uniform? A janitor? A store clerk? Waitress?

No, no, the bigger question is deinitely "What the hell is going on and where am I?" With nothing but forest and mountains visible in the distance, it's kind of--

POP POP!

..Are those fireworks?

If your character isn't at one of the events and are elsewhere in the town/forest/school/dorms/exploring the buildings/wherever, feel free to just comment with their own thread at the bottom.

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Hands off or I'll give you the answer the hard way. [ She doesn't seem to be threatened at all by that movement, but she's definitely going to poke his eyes out if he doesn't move. ]

[Accelerator chooses not to heed her warning, and closes his hand around the material at the front of her uniform, trying to tug her close]

Threats don't work on me. Just spit it out. The quicker you do, the quicker we can be done with this bullshit.

I should've kept those chopsticks I got Kyon with, this is going to be messy. [ And she reaches for his sleeve, twisting her body and trying to flip him onto the tree stump. If that succeeds, she'll try to force her index and middle fingers into his eyes.

Needless to say, she's stronger than she looks. ]

[it doesn't take much to knock him off-balance, given that for the past two and a half months he had spent most of his waking time requiring a cane to walk. He sure tries to keep a firm grip on the front of her clothes, but enough of a physical shock is likely to loosen that.

When he winds up flipped onto the tree stump, his only real option is to try and kick at her from his position. His free hand goes for the fingers she shoves at his face, though not before they jam in painfully. the best he can do is try to lock his hand around her wrist.

This may or may not be worse than the times Touma punched him. That guy only used his right hand. This girl's using everything she has. He lets out a hiss.]

I have no problem hitting a girl, just so you fucking know!

Obviously or I wouldn't have had to attack you, moron. Don't go grabbing people and threatening them and they won't feel a need to retaliate! [ Her tone sounds chiding, but somehow playful at the same time.

Then dismissive, even if she hasn't exactly tried to get away from him grabbing her wrist. ] Not that it'd do anything besides hurt anyway.

Edited 2012-10-01 00:38 (UTC)

[he glares up at her once he's got her fingers out of his face, gripping her wrist hard. Without his powers this is probably the most he can do. He knows he sucks at fighting like this.]

Sometimes a little force is necessary to get important information out of otherwise unwilling people.

[for a moment he considers bringing up the time he and WORST tortured that spy through psychological methods only, without ever laying a hand on him besides tying him up, but decides not to bother for now. She's showing herself to be less hostile and more toying. Time to take advantage of this.]

I only grabbed your clothes; you're the one who made this physical. Now will you fess up and explain this shit already?

Grabbing the clothes of a girl is just perverted, Tree-Kicker. You should really try something different, if it'd been anyone but me you'd probably be deaf from a thousand "Noooo!" screams and slaps across your face for trying to peek down a poor girl's shirt.

[ Yuri considers for a moment, then moves her other hand to try to pry his fingers off of her other wrist. ]

I'm not sure if you could handle the truth without freaking out and trying to take me out, but since I'm feeling generous: You're dead. So am I. Get used to it, because there's no way back. If you just act like you have a normal life here or get over whatever trauma you had during your life, you'll disappear. That's how this world works. Incidentally, since you're dead you can't die again. You would've been fine if I had poked your eyes out.

[Accelerator doesn't bother to say anything in response to her chastisement about perversion. A girl who couldn't handle even that much was clearly too hung up on that sort of thing. How stupid.

His grip on her hand stays firm, until she gets to the meat of her proclamation. His hand slackens. He stares wide-eyed at her in disbelief. The skeptic in him wants to call it all a big load of bull, but there are strange, unexplainable things right in front of him. His powers that he'd hated for much of his life were gone. He was physically fit despite the impossibility of recovery from his injury. He had sunburn. When he finally speaks up, it's in a low, raspy growl.]

This is one hell of a sick joke. How do I know you're not some magician who's trapped me in some magical illusion and everything here's all inside my head? An illusion or a dream. I sure as hell feel alive.

[His last resort. His last resort and he doesn't want it to crumble. What she's telling him is something he cannot accept. Not even remotely.]

Edited 2012-10-01 02:08 (UTC)

[ It's more like she enjoys seeing certain guys squirm when she starts accusing them of sexual harassment than actually caring. Hell, she's worse than most of the boys when it comes to saying things for the purpose of getting a rise out of someone.

Instead of pulling away this time, she reaches over and grabs his hand, trying to pull him up. It's an actual friendly gesture this time. ]

If you don't believe me then you can try dying if you want. It won't work. You'll still feel the pain and everything, but basically you can't stay hurt, injured, disabled, or dead here. As for magic, I've never seen it here before either, just Angel. But I can't find her and she hasn't tried to take me out for doing a lot of different things that she normally would have. It's safe to say that she's not here, which means we don't have any connection to God right now. Not that we know anyway. I'm definitely going to find one though.

[ Yep, just rambling right along.. ]

[Luckily, Accelerator has never seen the point in getting flustered over such trivial and possibly stupid matters, so he can't drum up enough shits to give over that sort of accusation. She takes his hand before he can pull it away, and he almost doesn't let her pull him up. A heavy frown is set on his face, still directed at her, brows knit together.]

I have only two things to say to that right now. One, I don't remember dying. I was in the airport waiting to board a flight when I woke up out here. Two . . . What's this 'angel' you're talking about? I can't say I know much about them in general, but I've met some before. What the hell would they be doing here?

Sometimes if people die and it involves head trauma, their memories will get screwed up. I remember my death. Angel's a supernatural creature shaped like a human but she's not human and not one of the NPCs. She normally would be enforcing the rules here, violently if necessary, but I don't know where she went so she's obviously not doing anything here. [ Shortly. ] Keep up.

[rises very slowly on his own, eyes still narrowed at her. Nope, still doesn't want to believe that he's dead, even if only because he wants something more conclusive.]

Just how many people do you expect to believe this sort of shit easily, outta curiosity? I will admit there are a lot of unexplainable things going on, but I can't automatically go, "Oh, I'm dead, you must be telling the truth." I have unfinished business to return to.

[he can return to the topic of Angel after this, because whether or not he accepts this, angels are a sticky topic, and he doesn't like the sound of these NPCs.]

You were miserable, right? Something precious got stolen from you, or you didn't have control over your life. Maybe you were sick or disabled or abused or forced into something before you knew how to say no.

Edited (lol wrong icon) 2012-10-01 05:08 (UTC)

So what? That doesn't mean shit. I just spent the better part of the day up against terrorist magicians who know what I look like. It's a lot easier to believe one of them set something up after locating me once the final commotion blew over and —

[yeah, he knows he's reaching here, but he's forcing himself to keep up the facade]

I can't just accept that this is it. That I hit the end. Not like this.

I mean, that's the qualification for getting here. I knew that before I knew anything about you, right? So that should be evidence at least. No one's telling you to accept it though.

You still exist. Dead, but you still exist. Not everyone ends up here, it's only the people who fit those qualifications, but not people who quit or want to quit. Which means you still want to fight, which means you still can.

[ Yuri smiles. It's not a happy one, but a confident one. ]

I'm going after God.

[Accelerator gives a long pause, the only expression on his face a blank stare. Then finally he starts laughing. The smile that accompanies his laugh is not a nice one. It's as bitter as bitter could be.]

See now, that just makes this even more unbelievable. You're saying an unfair life that you still want to fight against is all it takes. Well what if it's a complete scumbag who deserved all the shit that happened to him, huh?! [he laughs some more, the sound awfully unnerving to some] You're saying even the shittiest person in the world still gets a free pass in here just because he's not finished?

Since just yesterday I was talking to someone who tried to enslave my comrades and I at gunpoint to dig a hole to bury Angel so that she couldn't come after us anymore and I escaped by shooting him in the stomach, I'd say yes. Though I was planning on getting him on my side, really.

[ Yuri's not bothered by it, oddly. Not at all. ] Obviously there are still going to be consequences if you start something horrible and there's the possibility of getting obliterated from existence. Not just dying, your soul will get wiped.

The scale you're talking about is microscopic in comparison.

[lets out a big sigh. he's mentally exhausted at this point, and debating how many more details to throw in her face. It seems futile.]

Has anyone ever told you you're insane?

[he can wait for her response before making her talk more on these other things she's just brought up]

Only a few times. I've been here long enough that I can tell you we can't age, though, so I've got a pass.

[ No you don't, Yuri! ]

I know people a lot worse but I haven't met them here yet. So you must've done something worth being given a second chance.

Anyone with a five digit body count? I'm not arrogant enough to believe what little I've done to make up for it is ever gonna be enough.

. . . And how long have you been here that you can claim that?

Just the guys I watched murder my brother and sisters. Did you release an a-bomb or what? [ After all, Yuri got him down pretty quickly that first time... ]

Lost track. [ Anywhere from a couples year to.. who knows how long. It's never explicitly stated, just that she knows no one's going to age and that she's not surprised at someone being here for "3000 days".. ]

No. [holds up one hand and waggles his fingers] It doesn't seem to be working right now, but it's very easy for me to kill someone with a single touch.

[quick sideglance toward the tree he'd been kicking]

Or destroying a tree with a light tap of my foot.

Now you know why I was fucking kicking that thing.

Well of course it wouldn't work here then, everyone here's already dead. You can't kill dead people, Mr. Tree-Kicker. [ Gonna call him that until she gets a name. ]

[he gives her the biggest eyeroll]

Who said I was trying to kill people here, dumbass? Talk about taking things literally, tch.

Well yeah, but I'm telling you that's why you're tree-kicking thing isn't working. Tree's probably aren't technically alive either.

[ They're very traumatized trees, obviously. ]

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