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Afterliving | Mod Journal ([personal profile] afterlifer) wrote in [community profile] afterlogs2012-09-29 08:52 pm

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.
pinkyswears: (♪ Don't you look like a walking felony.)

[personal profile] pinkyswears 2012-09-30 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Luke's not sure how he got here, his head's a little fuzzy. Anyway, he's been shuffled in front of a piping hot bowl of soup, and like hell he's about to turn it down. Especially when there's competition involved.]

Oh yeah? [Luke's not that tall, but he still smirks down at Yui.] What kind of girl are you? No way you're packing in more than me.

[In other words, she is so on.]
deathmetalist: (So you think you can dance?)

[personal profile] deathmetalist 2012-09-30 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[What ho? A FOE? ALRIGHT THEN. Don't be so confident, buddy]

What? Don't let my cuter build fool you! I like to chew up old meat like you for supper!

[Cracking her knuckles with a cocky smirk of her own.]

Prepare to get your butt wiped!
pinkyswears: (♪ These aren't last season!)

[personal profile] pinkyswears 2012-09-30 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Old meat? [Slamming his palm down on the table.] You're gonna regret calling me that!

[Luke hooks his ankle around a chair and yanks it closer so he can sit on it in a single, fluid motion. He narrows his eyes at Yui as a referee appears to orchestrate the match.]
deathmetalist: (He's right over there officer!)

[personal profile] deathmetalist 2012-09-30 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
I call it likes I see it.

[Sitting down, hands lifting her chopsticks like they hold their guns in those old american western movies, and her eyes narrow in turn. Just as the referee is about to begin-]

OMIGOSH that person is about to fall off the roof-!1!!

[Pointing dramatically, she waits for him to turn and look before beginning to dig into hers. HEAD START-!!]
pinkyswears: (♪ This is a murder investigation!)

[personal profile] pinkyswears 2012-10-03 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[He totally falls for it. There's a moment of surprise as he looks over his shoulder, only to find nothing there.]

Hey! You dirty, cheating--

[TOO MUCH TALK NOT ENOUGH EATING. Brb burying his face in noodles.]
deathmetalist: (Death metal)

[personal profile] deathmetalist 2012-10-04 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ahahahakdfdgkldl [The laugh turns into a gag as she suddenly chokes on her noodles. Crap eating and mocking don't mix. After a moment of recovering she's back to shoveling her own noodles in.

MUST. NOT. LOSE.]
pinkyswears: (♪ She'll kick you right in the balls.)

[personal profile] pinkyswears 2012-10-06 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Shit, he's going for it. He polishes off his first bowl, before casually attempting to sneak some a lot of that Extra-Spicy hot sauce on the table into her next bowl...]
deathmetalist: (But I wanted to ride the pony!)

[personal profile] deathmetalist 2012-10-09 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[OMIGOSH the moment it hits her tongue she starts spitting it back out and flailing. She can't be held responsible for sending her bowl flying toward him in the resulting chaos as she desperately searches for something to cool her tongue down with!]

HAWTH-! ITH HAWTH!