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[physical education 101]
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.]
[ Team rooms | Endgame | Rewards ]
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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The voice immediately commands his attention, and he glances over at the other person sprawled on the floor.
Minato finishes securing his makeshift bandage before looking over at the stranger. ]
...we don't know if all the classrooms had them.
[ It seems like a nasty sort of trick that this school might try to play on them. ]
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It takes a while for him to marshal another response. It's just a hoarse laugh.]
Yeah. That'd be my luck, wouldn't it.
[MAKING AN OBSCENE GESTURE AT THE CEILING THIS SCHOOL DESERVES TO EXPLODE anyway]
And all you got is a dinky star? Lucky you.
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Looks like it.
[ But maybe it's not just the dinky star, it looks like their group managed to escape with less wounds than others, and he'd overheard a handful of people claiming to see things that weren't actually there.
He glances down at the star sticker. When did that get there, anyways... ]
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The key just for the door? Or is it some master key......
[Like okay it could be the worst escape room ever or it could actually be a useful reward. He is not sure he got anything useful out of this other than a new loathing for dolls.
Rubbing his eye with feeling.]
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It doesn't matter. It disappeared after we escaped.
[ A master key would just make things too easy, wouldn't it? And if there really was a master key somewhere, it would almost certainly be booby trapped... ]
...what happened in your classroom?
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You don't even get to keep it as consolation... huh.
[Somehow that makes it both more and less annoying at the same time. Bah. If that was just a temporary key maybe they have to do a ritual altar sacrifice for a master key. Or to go outside. Either or.]
Dolls and razor wire. Clock was shrieking. The damn thing banging on the window. [rubs his eye harder] No idea what happened after that, I'm just surprised we're alive. Judging by how things look, though, more than half of us would be dead if they were going to kill us for not havin' a key.
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Also... ah. So they'd tried the clock too, huh. And if there were dolls and razor wire too, it sounds like a similar series of events unfolded for this guy's group. ]
I guess they're not done with us yet.
[ Why get rid of a fun toy so soon?
... This guy's rubbing his eye a lot. ]
Is your eye okay?
cw: spiders
Can’t even pretend it’s a good thing for more than five minutes.
[It’s not even aimed anywhere in particular but ends up sounding like a sarcastic response regardless. He gives up and just puts both hands over his eyes.]
The eye’s ’bout as good as the ears. Next they’ll decide to feed us spiders or something or freeze our nerve endings off. The way this is going.
cw: more spiders
We'll figure something out before it gets to that point.
[ Trust, Fuuta. Trust... ]
Or... someone will.
[ ... ]
Eating spiders might not be so bad.
[ BETTER THAN THE OTHER WAY AROUND........? ]
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[What trust!! What faith!!! None of these words are in the team bible!!
... also, bro??? He’s going to lift one hand just to give you the side-eye.]
What the hell is in your daily diet.
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Not spiders.
[ You know what. Maybe he should give voice to his earlier thoughts. ]
But it's better than the other way around, isn't it?
[ Why is he thinking about that. ]