[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

[selfportraiture]

[... the hell kind of name--]

Miska... tonic... Smith...

... What does that even mean? I mean--what made you pick that?

[presgarddihellis]

Miskatonic is the name of a fictional institute which specializes in the occult and the secret knowledges which shouldn't be known.

... Smith is the name of an old colleague of mine who's beyond the reach of anything using names to curse or harm others. He was a brave man. A guardian.

[selfportraiture]

[... Occult school.....]

Huh. Okay then. I guess that makes sense...

Oh, right. I'm going by Botan here.

[presgarddihellis]

A pleasure, Miss Botan.

Is there a particular reason you chose that?

[selfportraiture]

[Yes, there is, but...]

... It's just a cute name. And I match with my friends from home this way--Blossom and Snowdrop, that is.

[presgarddihellis]

[just nods as if he did not clock any hesitation there]

I wasn't aware there were people who knew each other here. It makes sense enough to want to have a matching theme.

[selfportraiture]

Yeah, it's kind of weird. Like--why us? We're just regular high school students. And why just the three of us? There are four of us in our music circle.

[A shrug. She reaches down to scratch the cat, but for some reason, that... doesn't feel like enough. Her fingers twitch. Weird.

also lemme know if you want shiawase emotion share or not for the inevitable cat-induced grabbing]

[presgarddihellis]

[go for it. Klein has no idea about the emotion share thing!]

... that is most curious. I do wonder about it.

[selfportraiture]

It really doesn't make sense... but I don't really get it either.

[She shrugs. Pets the cat again.




And before she knows it, she's reaching out for his hand.

If she succeeds at grabbing it, there'll be a sudden wave of her emotions--shock, confusion, uncertainty, (tsun), exasperation... the works of teenage girl feelings.]

[presgarddihellis]

[and then he's sitting there holding the hand of a young lady, utterly baffled about where these emotions are coming from. because they are, decidedly, not his.

only his Clown skills saves him from making much of a face at all.]

... there are... a number of things not easily explained yet.

[selfportraiture]

[She stares down at his hand in hers, fully aware that she took it, and yet entirely not comprehending why.

And then she yanks her hand back with a horrified noise.]

What the hell--?!

[presgarddihellis]

[h-holds up his own.]

I swear I didn't intend for anything untoward.

[selfportraiture]

No, I was the one who--?!

[She can be bratty, but she knows the truth. She'll be reasonable about it. Mostly.

She just scoots back a little, clutching her own hand.]

But... what's going on...?

[presgarddihellis]

... it's not a part of your group's curse, is it?

[selfportraiture]

The stupid emotions thing is. Not the touching! In fact, I've been going out of my way to not touch people--?!

[She's so close to panicking, she's not going to panic, but oh my god, what if she panics--]

[presgarddihellis]

Emotions thing...

[oh dear]

... I understand that it's very invasive, but if you're concerned for my part, you don't have to be. I won't say anything of it.

[selfportraiture]

It's not--I'm not--

[She is.

And somehow his calm, level-headed response is both reassuring and also makes her feel like she's overreacting (which, well, she is).]

[presgarddihellis]

[honestly, he'd also be avoiding LITERALLY EVERYONE if he had that curse.]

It's okay if it is. It's okay if you are.

I still won't say anything.

Secrets are my specialty, remember?

[Miskatonic for a reason]

[selfportraiture]

R... right...

[Slowly, she settles, breathing out a huffy sigh.]

... It's not like I'm ashamed of it or anything. But--it's really gross and invasive.

[presgarddihellis]

[nods, understanding]

The heart and mind are very private things, I completely agree.

[selfportraiture]

[... She sighs heavily, and wraps her arms around herself and her sketchbook a bit more tightly.]

The grabbing thing was weird, though. I just--suddenly felt like I should.

[presgarddihellis]

[... sighs.]

There may be something amiss... I've been trying not to act on some impulses myself.

[selfportraiture]

[A beat.]

Like... grabby impulses?

[presgarddihellis]

Like... physical contact in general.

[selfportraiture]

Right... so it's kind of similar.

Weird... I haven't felt this way until like, just a bit ago.