[physical education 101]

[sevenhorrorsmods]

Who: transfer students
When: July 1̷̝̤̳̙̫̭̻̝͓̄̇̾̀̕͝9̸̙̱̹͍̮̈́́̀̅͛̐̔̋ 20
Where: the. . . gymnasium?
What: an ice breaker
Warnings: moderate physical injury (not debilitating), psychological horror (absolutely debilitating)

[The school is empty. The school is quiet. The only sound that cuts through the silence is the soft ticking of the hallway clocks that mark the passing of each second.]

[. . .]

[At least. . . until a stiff breeze whips through the classrooms, scattering dirty papers and jerking the curtains aside. The clock strikes 6:00 a.m.]

[The school bell chimes.]

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Comments

[demergo]

[ he laughs again, before realizing someone's talking to him. ahh- ]

Hehe...no, not really. Do you want me to stop? I'll stop!

[isdf]

I wish to know why you are laughing. Clearly, there is nothing humorous at hand.

[demergo]

There's not. [ he agrees! ] I'm just, ahh, weird sometimes. It's just a me thing. Sorry.

[ pulls himself up into a sprawled seat, hello. ]

[isdf]

[Hello.

Well, in that case . . . ]

If it is unintentional on your end, I suppose it can't be helped. Then what about your arms?

[demergo]

[ "can't be helped..." his expression darkens, something dark slipping into his voice briefly. ]

I got cut a few times by the string. It doesn't hurt.

[ it absolutely will hurt later, when he's less of a disaster. ]

[isdf]

[Seeing as he appears alert, it could be a high tolerance for pain or adrenaline at work. Yuma puts that aside for now.]

There is a blue substance mixed with your blood. What is that?

[demergo]

[ blue? oh, yeah right. ]

It's spider blood. Their blood isn't red like ours, isn't that a little weird?

[isdf]

Stranger things have taken place just now. But to have this much of it on you . . . did you happen to search one of the dolls in the classroom?

[demergo]

I did, I wanted to be helpful. [ with a smile, wry. ]

They got all over me, so I killed them.

[isdf]

We do not know whether those were ordinary spiders. With your arms in that state, I suggest you wash your hands of their gore as soon as you can.

[demergo]

Yeah, I will, eventually...

[ it seems he's content to sit on the floor like a mess rn. ]

[isdf]

[Yuma stares.]

Are your legs all right?

[demergo]

Mm? Yeah, why?

[isdf]

Do you not wish to tend to your wounds?

[demergo]

Later. Unless I have somewhere to go...?

[ he's just Vibing. ]

[isdf]

. . . I suppose there is no harm in staying for a while longer.

Very well. I will leave you to rest.

[demergo]

Okay, bye-byeeee.

[ this was a normal thread. ]