vandalism and punishment

[poetaste]

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.]

Comments

the vandalism

[poetaste]

[Yakuyoke assembles the morning of the 11th to make their beautiful handwritten pleas to the equipment shed to open up and help them!]

the kidnapping of one (1) rin

[poetaste]

[Well. You're here now. The equipment shed area is in chaos. There's writing on the walls, and it's bleeding. One teacher and three young women are down—vocally, that is, but that won't keep you from hearing their outraged screams behind the tape plastered over their mouths.

And one young woman is missing.

What'll you do?]

the apology tour

[poetaste]

[Only two ways exist to free the girls from the tape: cleaning the graffiti or writing an apology letter. They'll...get to that, but in the meantime, there are plenty of ways to help.

Help scrub the shed walls? Help a little goody two-shoes who's not going to stand up for what she believes in write an apology letter? Moral support? Snacks? Pliers to try and pry the tape off? A knife?]

the aftermath

[poetaste]

[idk man come to the dorm while we're all losing our shit about our missing neinei.]

[moonfeather]

I hope this works... I tried to make my message as polite as possible.

[cupidsammo]

[ Well, the other three might be (muffled yelling), but Koharu is just collapsed to her knees somewhere nearby lowkey trying not to lose her mind. ]

[moonfeather]

[SHE HATES THIS, she's near the shed with one hand over her taped up mouth, circling the damn thing as if it'll open up and her missing teammate will roll out.

Brisa has her dagger and can scratch into the ground to communicate if needed.]

[poetaste]

Not too shabby. It's a wholesome request. We've got it all covered...polite, short and sweet, and creative genius.

And with our little Dove looking out for us, nothing's caused any trouble yet.

[What could go wrong?]

[moonfeather]

[Oh god, the walls are bleeding and Nei is nowhere to be found. Brisa would shout, but finds herself effectively muffled.]

-DFFVFF!!!

[Worried about her winged teammate, she moves over to her, hand on Dove's shoulders since the poor girl has collapsed.]

[moonfeather]

[The ghosts should be pleased that they asked so nicely.]

You're quite the writer though, aren't you Cadence? It seems like you couldn't help yourself.

[Not that it's a bad thing; Brisa is actually amused by how she went the extra mile with her poem.]

[isdf]

[It's usually quiet in this corner of the outdoors. When he hears muffled screaming from a distance, Yuma dashes over to the scene, his gaze flitting from the outraged masses of Yakuyoke (sans Nei?) to Koharu on the ground.]

What happened?

[cupidsammo]

I— I think that's only because there's nothing around!

[poetaste]

[Singsong and slightly obnoxious about it because she really is encouraging the worst behaviors in her children:]

You're doing great! [Chalk-covered thumbs up.]

[cupidsammo]

[ ... ]

Well, I... I'll keep watching out. From over here.

[tempeyeture]

[ Already out on the nearby track taking a run, the sound of muffled screaming immediately summons one member of Kin'un. Immediately taking action, Jiji dashes towards the equipment shed, glancing around quickly. Yakuyoke...? ]

Whoa! Who did this to you guys?!

[ And are they still around? Because Jiji looks ready to fight, if needed. ]

[poetaste]

[She grins in some mix of triumph and pride.]

My words are basically my blood, so only stuff I'll throw my weight behind gets written.

[Little does Brisa know that she's actually a fairly mediocre poet. It's just that what she lacks in raw talent, she compensates for with tenacity and passion.]

Words should inspire and incite. Exactly what we're doing! [Well...]

[poetaste]

Keep up the good work! [The most encouraging teacher of all time.]

Say, if you could ask the shed for something, too, what would you say?

[poetaste]

[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.]

[poetaste]

Mmff! Mmff!

[She's next to the bleeding shed right now, not actually fighting it because even in her fervor, warnings about trying to forcibly enter it are making her look for a craftier way back in.

This! This thing right here did this to all of them... Cadence isn't thinking about giving him the same warning that she received, though.]

[threadling]

[Girl hasn't seen much of the area outside the school yet, as she's spent most of the last two months locked in her own room. But eventually, she reasoned it's probably a good idea to at least have a good mental image of them. Any good stuff has probably been picked clean by now, but maybe there's still good hiding places to be found.

What a coinky-dinky that today is the day she chose to explore this particular corner of the grounds.]

What the --

[She hears the girls and sees the blood before she realizes what's going on. She's instantly on guard for some ghost attacking, but as she gets closer, she recognizes the three of them.]

[And she lets out a loud snort.]

[isdf]

[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?

[mogger]

--- What the hell is happening?!

[ are they. okay ]

[tempeyeture]

[ She doesn't give him a warning, and so he'll do what he does best: favor brawn over brain. It's evident enough that the shed has something to do with their state of being, and it seems locked tight — and come to think of it, isn't there someone missing from the class...? ]

It...went in the shed? Don't worry! I'll get it open in no time!

[ After a running start, he bodily throws his shoulder against the door, to no avail. ]

Yeowch! Locked tight!!

[poetaste]

[The beef with Nessa might have been weeks ago, but it's still fresh in the mind of Yakuyoke, who banded together to protect their sweet and innocent Dove.

Everyone else has been met with panicked rallying or desperate please for assistance from one or all of the members of Yakuyoke, but Girl?

Well, there's still chalk left over from graffitiing the walls of the equipment shed. One such piece of chalk is lobbed directly at her, harmlessly (because it's chalk) but with great feeling.]

[poetaste]

[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.]