sevenhorrors | vandalism and punishment

Who: Yakuyoke girls (they're unforgettable) and YOU
When: 9/11-ish, post-Kenkougate
Where: The Equipment Shed
What: Yakuyoke does a class assignment to try opening the equipment shed, with predictable results, and loses a member along the way (Nei's hiatus)
Warnings: Forced silencing, potential references to kidnapping/trafficking/imprisonment, possible violence because it is Yakuyoke?

[As of the 11th, the (still locked) equipment shed has been vandalized with the following chalk graffiti messages:

"help us"

"just give us a little peek, please 💜"

"I kindly request for this door to open. If not, please let us know the requirements and we will do our best to fulfill them within reason."

"I once found a locked door that perplexed me.
Locked equipment? Now, what help could that be?
This mysterious shed
Had me scratching my head;
To the shed now, I say: “Open Ses’me!”"

Well. It's actually not chalk anymore: It's blood now, running into the grass and staining everything.

Also as of the 11th, anyone within hearing distance will bear witness to a huge commotion: Several people screaming loudly (albeit muffled). The Yakuyoke girls, sans the one called Rin, are swarming around the equipment shed, probably going nuts somehow. It is Yakuyoke. All of their mouths are taped firmly shut.

There are a couple of different headers in the comments for your threading needs! Feel free to make your own also reacting to the damage or the missing Nei.]

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[They are definitely sans Nei. This may or may not ping as odd. It's not like Yakuyoke is always inseparable; they do plenty on their own. But where the whole group is, it's probably weird to see just one of them missing.

Cadence sees Mamoru and makes a beeline for her, the tape over her mouth ensuring that her reason for speeding over is completely lost.]

Hmph! Mmpffh hm! Mmpffh hm! [She's snatching for his upper arm before he has a chance to try and decipher what she's saying and pulls him toward the still dripping shed.]

[It definitely pings as odd, to say nothing of everything else that's going on here.

Mercifully, his confusion doesn't transfer to the already beleaguered Raven. It lingers within himself as he takes in the bloody state of the shed's walls.]

Why do you have strips of tape on your mouths? And these words . . . Did you write them?

[The strips of tape--they're really annoying. So Cadence paws at the one fixed on her mouth again, unable to remove it, and rolls her eyes in irritation.

She's a writer, not a mime.

The words, at least, she can probably explain. She nods, then taps the flat of her knuckles under the words proclaiming "just give us a little peek, please 💜"--Rin's words, then the door--closed and sealed tightly shut.]

[While she's no mime, her expression answers the question in her stead. The reason escapes him, but it's clear that she's in no condition to be talking to him.

Looking at the words instead, they read like Nei's. Yuma glances at the door, then at Raven.]

She is trapped inside?

[He strides over to test the lock. Unsurprisingly, the door doesn't budge, even when he presses his hand against it.]

[This ~~ten~~ twelve year-old is smarter than some adults she knows. Cadence nods She's emboldened by his picking up on the conversation; really, no one should understand young people's ability to understand the unspoken context.

The bleeding chalk letters don't answer as easily as her writing normally does; it's probably whatever shed-spirit made them turn to liquid. But with a flick of her wrist, she draws enough pigment off the wall into midair to circle around their various pleas and then...smack against the door with the finality of it slamming shut behid Rin when she was dragged in.]

[He drives a shoulder into the door to no avail when he notices Raven's power at work. Taking a step back, he watches the pigment circle the bleeding letters and slam into the door before him.

After a moment, he nods to himself.]

. . . You attempted to engage whatever entity lies beyond this wall, and it retaliated by seizing Rin-senpai. It is rather like the woman in the mirror.

[Good job, Mamoru. Cadence starts nodding along as he recounts what happened perfectly, connecting the dots better and quicker than most others.]

Though if he's talking and musing and nodding to himself, it'll be harder for him to catch any more signals from her. After she's done nodding to encourage him, she steps into his line of view and puts her hand on his shoulder, head tilted. She shakes him a little.

The woman in the mirror? Did they reclaim someone who was taken before?]

Ah, my apologies.

[With his attention back to Raven, who might feel his calm in spite of the troubling situation, he looks between her and the equipment shed's shut entrance.]

There is a ghost whose modus operandi is to pull victims into the mirror where she resides. As far as I am aware, she has yet to succeed. As for this shed . . . the most surefire method would be to determine the homeroom to which the lock is tied.

[It really sticks in her craw that everyone's managed to avoid the mirror ghost's pull, while whatever's haunting the equipment shed shut down their totally amicable requests. Her face booths beneath the tape like she's trying to make a "tch" sound and expression. Hey, her teeth are pretty sharp; maybe she can chew on through...

Narrowing it down by homeroom, though... Well. She makes an X in front of her face with her index fingers.

Pretty sure they've just proven it isn't Yakuyoke with this little class activity.]

[He sticks a hand in the pocket of his blazer. Pulling it out halfway, he steals a glance at the tip of his omamori before tucking it back inside.]

Neither you nor I can open the shed at this time.

[This is a problem—and not the only one as he regards Raven.]

The same appears to be the case for removing the adhesive sealing your speech. Perhaps it will detach itself after twenty-four hours . . .

[Her eyes dart, hawklike, toward the flash of his omamori appearing in his hand and then being returned to the pocket of his jacket. Since most of her other facial features are all or partially covered in tape, the movement is probably pretty noticeable.

He's right that there's no peeling the tape from her mouth, but at the hopeful notion that it will just fall off after a time limit, Raven can't help but scoff out through her nose. They're expected to "atone," but she's never once apologized for something she wasn't sorry for doing. She might be silenced from speaking, but her mind's spirit will never be taken away.

She's not planning on taking this sitting down—the shed or the tape.]

[Her eyes are bright and sharp against the dreary backdrop of the school grounds. He catches the motion, but makes no comment on it when the sound she makes piques his interest.]

Is something on your mind?

[It's difficult to gauge what she's thinking without words, but she doesn't sound so thrilled. Perhaps she has some thoughts or more information that he's yet to learn . . . ]

[Huh... Now's really not the time to be playing charades. That's the whole problem toe to tip, though. It's not the time, and they don't have it.

She taps her outer wrist, leaving a smear behind. It's like she's tapping an invisible watch.

They don't have the time, and just waiting around doesn't strike her as a very good option when someone from her classroom she should have been looking after is missing.]

vandalism and punishment

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I keep misreading that as "pleek 💜" . . .

after all, why shouldn't it say pleek

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my html aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuggh

I still love you, sweet Shay.

ilu2 darling jae......

🥹

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