[early morning cat posting]

[sevenhorrorsmods]

Who: everyone
When: July 25
Where: class 3-C
What: a few visitors!
Warnings: none!

[On Friday morning at 6:00 a.m. on the dot, the student body is awoken not by the bell, but by the sound of meowing echoing over the intercom.

[It's not just the PA system, either. Soft, gentle, and very cute mewls fill the classroom hallways; distant on floors one and two, but much louder on floor three. Intrepid explorers who follow the noise will find that one of the third floor classrooms has been overtaken by a pack of ghostly cats!]

[Each creature is the size of a normal housecat, and has the mannerisms of one. That is, they will attempt to hop into your lap for some prime cuddling time, ears and tails flicking adorably all the while. Their bodies are a pale, ghostly white, and their eyes glow a soft, gentle blue. Although they are translucent, they are still solid to the touch, and they feel just like a normal cat does. Soft fur and everything! Aren't they precious? Aren't they just so stinkin' cute??? DON'T YOU JUST WANT TO SMOOSH THEIR ROUND LI'L KITTEN FACES??]

[So long as characters are kind to the cat spirits, the Nekomata are completely harmless. They just want to play and snuggle!! Although. . .]

[Anyone who touches a cat spirit will find themselves hit with a sudden need for physical contact. This can range from something small (desiring a high five) to something bigger (needing to CUDDLE THE SHIT outta someone). Being surrounded by more than one Nekomata means the compulsion becomes stronger, too! One cat means it can probably be safely ignored, but five?? If you don't HOLD SOMEONE'S HAND RIGHT THIS SECOND you JUST MAY DIE!!]

[Oh, so you don't like cats? No problem! The Nekomata are mischievous creatures, and they WILL leap onto people's backs and shoulders without warning. Being cat spirits, they can also teleport from one place to another, so. . . you can be minding your own business one second, blink, and then be staring into the eyes of a cute cat spirit perched on your lap the next.]

[The Nekomata will be drawn towards members of Anzen more than anyone else per their target lock curse, but they are excited to shower literally anyone in a bit of cute kitty affection, regardless of their homeroom]

[Please let me know if your character is being violent and/or aggressive towards the Nekomata. Otherwise, enjoy some compulsive physical bonding with a cute ghostly flair!]

Comments

[ordimame]

[releases his hold on her hand, prepared to withdraw. there is technically nothing stopping him, but. . .]

[slowly]

I can. . .

[unspoken: But I don't want to??]

[darkholder]

[glances at their hands for a moment]

I guess there are worse compulsions.

[ordimame]

[she's right, but at the same time this is kind of. . .]

[. . .]

[CASUAL SHRUG!]

I won't make it weird if you won't.

[darkholder]

[nods]

Did you ever get new bandages...?

[ordimame]

Oh-- yeah, I did. But. . .

[balances onto one foot, using the other to nudge up the hem of his pant leg slightly. no more bandages!! . . . no more injury??]

It actually healed surprisingly quickly.

[now he is looking at her hand-- both the one he is holding and the other-- to search for the wound left by her missing finger]

[darkholder]

[still gone! unsurprisingly. when she catches his gaze:]

It isn't the kind of thing that heals as easily as a cut.

[ordimame]

[UNSURPRISINGLY. . . he mostly was trying to see if the wound left behind is healed. . .]

Haha. . . no, I guess not.

[a short pause]

How did you--?

[bean you can't just ASK SOMEONE how they LOST A FINGER]

[darkholder]

[it looks more scarred over than it did before! and she pauses for a moment.]

How did I what?

[mostly wanting to see if he'll be bold enough to finish the question tbh]

[ordimame]

[. . . WELL. . .]

Okay, okay, I know it's a prying question, but I'm curious! You don't have to answer.

[gestures with his free hand]

How did you lose it?

1/4 (cw self harm)

[darkholder]

It was an acc—

[darkholder]

I deliberately cut it off myself.

[darkholder]

4/4

[darkholder]

Disregard that.

1/2

[ordimame]

[HELLO?????]

[ordimame]

. . . yes.

Right.

[great. he wound up making it awkward after all!!]

That. . . "curse" of yours really doesn't do you any favors, does it. . .?

[darkholder]

I'm finding that I dislike it.

[ordimame]

[wryly]

Can't imagine why.

. . . if it helps, my "curse" means the cats won't stop swarming me.

[darkholder]

How terrible.

[neve be nice challenge]

[ordimame]

One of them tried to smother me, so yes.

[it did not try to smother him]

[darkholder]

It's no bigger than a regular cat.

[ordimame]

[my GOD]

I was trying to make you feel better, but maybe I should take it back

[he gives their linked hands a playful swing]

[darkholder]

I don't need to be coddled, so that's fine.

[does not sound serious or offended at least! almost amused in a banter kind of way...]

[ordimame]

[he is a bit huffy, but also in a banter kind of way! not actually offended, either]

I wasn't—

[PUFFS UP]

— whatever! I won't try to be comforting next time, I promise.

[darkholder]

Good to know. I will attempt to save you from the cats next time.

[drops his hand]

[ordimame]

[. . . NO!! NOT THE HAND!!!!]

[a little grump as he looks down at her fingers, his own twitching with very obvious want and need before he shoves them into his pockets. behave!!]

. . . well. All right.

It'll be appreciated.