SCHOOL FESTIVAL

[afterlifer]

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.

Comments

[tenminutes]

[ She'll do him one more on top of heading that way, she's getting behind him and placing both hands on his back to push him. ]

Once-ler then?

[thneed]

Once-ler. [ Looking over his shoulder at him while he walks ahead ] What are you-? Would you stop pushing me? I'm going.

[tenminutes]

You seem like the kind of guy who needs a push in the right direction.

[ Mostly because you've been arguing this whole time and the way Yuri picks is definitely the right direction. ]

[thneed]

[ He's taking that to mean a bit more than she probably did. He always goes in the wrong direction, doesn't he? He even went in the wrong direction in his sleep in a river.
A push...

He made a face and stepped a bit ahead of her so she'd stop ]

Just go ahead and lead the way.

[tenminutes]

[ She finally stops pushing him and starts to go ahead. ]

I'm going to go over the rules while we make our way up there, got it?

[thneed]

Got it.

[ He's following behind, head and shoulders down. He'll look up every now and then to take in the surroundings. Who knew dying would end up complicated. ]

[tenminutes]

If you're here, it means some tiny part of you wants to keep fighting to make things right. I don't now what happened to you, but everyone here's been through something and they've been through something bad. So if you're here and you're going to pull the grumpy "I just want to be alone" act the whole time, you're going to end up alone, miserable, and you'll probably stop existing eventually.

[thneed]

How are you supposed to make things right if you're dead?

[tenminutes]

Do I look like I know? Mine's impossible to do, being stuck here is like God's laughing in my face.

[thneed]

It'd be impossible for me to do anything too. Joke's on us, huh?

[tenminutes]

The joke's on whoever thinks I'm going to stop at just accepting something like that.

[thneed]

But what can you do?

[tenminutes]

What's that phrase? "If you can't beat them, join them"? Except I think I've already tried the whole being good thing. It's time to start the beating.

[thneed]

I'm pretty sure punching NPCs in the face would only be a temporary relief thing.

[tenminutes]

Don't hurt the NPCs they don't have anything to do with this, they're just there. I meant the big guy upstairs. If you've got a real problem you want solved, you take it to the top, right?

[thneed]

Hm. [ glances up ] I guess. Have you seen the big guy?

[tenminutes]

Of course not.

[thneed]

Then... How do you know there is a big guy? Maybe it's a bunch of little guys.

[tenminutes]

It's a metaphoric big guy, not a literal large male.

[thneed]

It could be a lady. [ waves a hand ] I'm just saying is, maybe there's nobody to complain to and it's a self-sustaining system. What do you fight?

[tenminutes]

If that's the case, I'd count the system as god.

[thneed]

Well! I see. If you need help completely destroying it come get me later. I'm great at destruction. It's my thing.

[tenminutes]

If that wasn't a pointed comment, I don't know what is.

[thneed]

Pointed comments are my other thing. Were there more rules?

[tenminutes]

You can't get sick, so there aren't any hospitals. You can't die again, so if I shoved you off of the roof you'd be okay in a little bit.