[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

Re: [ENDGAME]

[chapter6spoilers]

[standing up from the floor and



noticing there are way more people


that is somehow far more alarming than them being trapped in a room]

Re: [ENDGAME]

[rugpull]

Why so many people.

Re: [ENDGAME]

[chapter6spoilers]

[a deep breath]

Other classes probably.

Re: [ENDGAME]

[rugpull]

I hate this! This is stupid!!

Re: [ENDGAME]

[chapter6spoilers]

It's not great, no.

Good job, by the way. Smart move using the desk to check for the key.

Re: [ENDGAME]

[rugpull]

Fat lotta good it did in the end. M'so mad about it...

Re: [ENDGAME]

[chapter6spoilers]

Well, we're not dead, so gotta take our wins where we can.

1/2

[ordimame]

[bean.exe is rebooting]

[ordimame]

[AND NOW WE'RE ALL GOOD!!]

. . . so what do you think now?

[chapter6spoilers]

[one moment, counting all present.

let's out a--not relieved, but less tense breath]


I think we might be in for a bad time.

[ordimame]

[khhhhhh. . .]

[. . .]

Where did it get you the worst?

[he doesn't have bandages, but the white t-shirt underneath his track suit will do. give him a second as he shrugs off his jacket]

[chapter6spoilers]

Haha, you really are an adult after all, huh?

Mostly my wrists and arms. . .lucky none if it decided to dig into my neck. So, I'm good to move.

[ordimame]

[lightly]

Is it really that surprising?? Do I really look that young?

[t-shirt comes off, jacket goes back on, and. . . ! he starts tearing a few long strips of cotton from the flimsy fabric]

Re: [ENDGAME]

[beathollow]

( at some point this gal with the dark blue track jacket and shorts is running by- )

Ah- are you hurt?

Re: [ENDGAME]

[chapter6spoilers]

--ah, another class?

I think we're all kind of hurt, but it's just some scratches!

[bleeding thru his sleeves lol]

Re: [ENDGAME]

[beathollow]

( she's also bleeding a lot! thisis going to suck later. )

Right... one of the boys from my... ah. Class, and I, we were going to try and find the nurse's office if this really is a school...

( ... something cinches in her chest and she coughs into her hands- )

Re: [ENDGAME]

[chapter6spoilers]

If it's a real school, that's a good idea.

[raises an eyebrow]

I should be asking if you're the one okay.

Re: [ENDGAME]

[beathollow]

I- got caught in a bad storm just before this. ... At least... I think that's what this is?

( ... )

Did you have a strange journal, too?

Re: [ENDGAME]

[chapter6spoilers]

Ah--a cold? We're going to be looking for a cafeteria, so we can try and get you some tea. . .

[tilts head]

We did. I assume everyone did?

[tailsofwoe]

[ That is the most distressed she has seen him look so far. Raises an eyebrow. ]

Something wrong? Aside from the various obvious answers.

[chapter6spoilers]

[counting...the number of people here, before rubbing at his hair]

No, no. . .it's fine. Just wasn't expecting so many others.

But the more the merrier, yeah? Safety in numbers and all that.

[tailsofwoe]

That's the theory, anyway. Hopefully it will prove true in practice.

[chapter6spoilers]

If we could all get along that would be ideal too, but I don't like the fact that we're split into different classes.

[tailsofwoe]

Factions do often exist in opposition to one another... But that also assumes all these "classes" will hold together.

[chapter6spoilers]

I assume they're all strangers like us, yeah. But there wouldn't be any reason to separate us if they wanted us all to work together.

. . .

Ah, just to check--you know who you are, right? No memory loss?