[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

[mogger]

[ well actually..... but she's not about to correct this bleeding bowlcut dude. instead she raises an eyebrow ]

You want me to do something about those cuts?

[eonsadrift]

...I'll be... fine.

[ He shrugs off his blood-soaked jacket to examine the gashes in his arms, wincing. ]

But I suppose if you have any clean fabric to wrap these with, I'll take it.

[mogger]

Just what's on my body, but.... you're pretty hurt, so. Whatever. I can spare some.

[ she usually wears much less than this anyway. she tears strips off of her pant legs and hands them over ]

Were you trapped in a spooky ass room too?

[eonsadrift]

[ He's not anywhere near nice enough of a guy to tell her not to waste what she has on him, so he'll accept the scraps of fabric without fanfare and gets to work wrapping up his cuts. ]

With all the spiders and the creepy ghost outside? Yeah.

[mogger]

[ she now has cut offs, it's fine. she doesn't care that much. ]

You're welcome.

[ :T!!!! ]

Yeah, that. We were trapped and had to find keys.

[eonsadrift]

Ours was the same. Evidently, we weren't very good at finding them.

[mogger]

So you got tortured each time you got it wrong. We have that in common.

[eonsadrift]

What a joke. It all seems like an excuse to torture us. Who benefits from this?

[mogger]

Whatever sick jerks chose to kidnap us in the first place! Whose asses I'm going to kick, for the record!

[eonsadrift]

Get in line. I'm going to kill them until they're screaming and begging for mercy.

[mogger]

Me first if you're going to kill them! Let me get some hits in first.

[ you get in line!!! ]

[eonsadrift]

Hah... you'll need to be quick, then. If you can beat me to finding them, I'll let you get a hit in first.

[mogger]

Oh, I'm quick. Don't you worry about that.

What do I call you, anyway?

[ give her a name or she's going with bowlcut ]

[eonsadrift]

I don't care. Names are pointless in a place like this.

[ translation: he hasn't come up with a good one yet ]

[mogger]

I bet you just haven't come up with a good name.

[eonsadrift]

I'm sick of names. I don't care anymore, just call me whatever you want.

[mogger]

Okay, Bowlcut.

[ you may regret this ]

[eonsadrift]

[ well he can't be hat guy without his hat, can he... ]

Surely you can come up with something more original than that.

[mogger]

You said I could call you whatever I wanted. If you didn't want to be known as bowlcut you shoulda given me a code name.

[eonsadrift]

Ugh... just call me Raiden, then.

[mogger]

Raiden.... I'll think about it.

[eonsadrift]

You'll think on it? You told me to give you a name!

[mogger]

[ hehehehe ]

I dunno, I think "Bowlcut" suits you.

[eonsadrift]

What's the point of asking if you're going to make up your own, anyway?

[mogger]

Fine, fine, Raiden it is.

[ she was absolutely just messing with him ]