[a little ice breaker]

[sevenhorrorsmods]

Who: everyone!
When: throughout the week of August 10
Where: everywhere
What: a little mischief
Warnings: nada!

[On August 10th, everyone wakes up to find a series of red yarn strung across the entire school. They dangle from the hallway ceilings, from the classroom door frames, even across some of the trees and bleachers outside. The ones that hang within reach feel warm to the touch! They can be pulled down and removed with little consequence.]

[However, it is not the decorative threads you should be worried about. Throughout the week, any two characters who come in close proximity with each other (they do not have to touch!) may suddenly find themselves tied together with the exact same red thread. If you're lucky, it will only link you via your wrists. If you're unlucky, it might bind you via your ankles, or even wrap you both up back-to-back like a pair of captives. Hm! Concerning!!]

[Any time two characters are tied together, a playful voice echoes in their minds: Hehe. Share a secret. . .?]

[To be released, both characters must share a secret with each other! Something that the other one doesn't know! It should be something significant; the playful threads will not let you go unless it is. But the level of significance may vary from something light to something that is not, so ultimately it is player's choice as to what secrets count and which do not!]

[. . . anyway, for anyone who wants to avoid getting caught, the nurse's office and dorm rooms are completely clear! The threads are also fickle; it is possible for two characters to hang out without being tied up together, if you don't want to play with this effect. Otherwise, go forth and mingle with some optional forced bonding!!]

Comments

[moonfeather]

[Brisa (Fio) has been doing some light exploring of the school. The red string has caught her attention, but she doesn't touch it at first (look, bad first experience on day one ok). Instead, she tries to see if there's a path to follow, going down the hall, and then into the auditorium.

Of course, the silly string is hanging all over the walls and ceiling and over the auditorium seats.]

Did the ghosts do this??

[ratiocinations]

[And a clot of red string is, too, wrapped around his wrist, which he tugs on annoyingly whenever she nears.]

Blasted thing!

[isdf]

[Yuma wanders into the auditorium shortly before the question is posed, having followed a similar path.]

I don't see who else it could have been. There is a considerable amount of yarn strewn all over the school grounds.

[praiseful]

[ what if we were classmates going somewhere together because of our BUDDY SYSTEM!! and then got caught in the strings!? ]

Ugh! These things again?

[cupidsammo]

[ well. look at all that. ]

It doesn't seem like there's any other culprits, huh...

[darkholder]

[starts trying to snap the string with her hands and sighs when it doesn't work. to whoever she's tied to by her wrist:]

Maybe if we both tug on it...?

[ratiocinations]

[That would be... this guy! Holmes looks vaguely annoyed more than intrigued as he pulls their bound wrists in one direction.]

Then tug, dear girl!

[beathollow]

( man, she is already sick (haha) to death of the stupid curse upon kenkou. what day is it, even? honestly, she's just relieved to be able to leave her bed without feeling nauseous or something. ... though with the strings everywhere, she can't help but feel nervous.

its a lot like puppet strings, isn't it?




later, when she's tangled up with you, she'll feel vindication. and confusion. )

... All of my secrets are horrible.

( unless you are mizuki or ena, in which case snowdrop just looks contemplative. )

[inexorableiron]

[the big man just shrugs. he certainly didn't intend to get caught up here but, well. them's the breaks. it is unlucky for them both, probably]

I wasn't about to start fuckin' judging and rankin' 'em, lady dude.

[isdf]

[Yuma isn't one to sit still for long; hence, it's only a matter of time before a thread binds him by the wrist to somebody else, whether he was engaging in conversation or simply passing by on his way. He stops at the sensation of a slight tug around his joint, glances at their surroundings when he hears the voice in his head, and finally looks at the party on the other end of the thread.]

Who could that have been . . . ?

[tiebroken]

[ hello emotional support 12 year old ]

You heard that, too...?

[ Mizi blinks, also bewildered by hearing something beamed into her head. There doesn't seem to be anything with telekinesis around?!?! ]

[inexorableiron]

[Magus has tried to keep a watchful eye out for ghosts. He has been extremely careful coming out of doors and going around corners. So the sudden appearance of strings he has a little too much history with, well, that he is extremely wary of. Not so wary that he won't still follow them down the halls or out to the bleachers, though...]

Dudes... ? You think this is another fuckin' trap?

[titlecard]

Probably, but what here—

[ isn't, he was about to say, but now there's red yarn around his wrist. Mark gives it a tug, but it's not coming off. ]

... At least it's soft this time.

[ guy who picked up, like, the first scars of his life from the evil string on day one ]

[mogger]

Well--- go ahead.

[ you both have to share a secret, yuffie!! ]

[inexorableiron]

And say what exactly, lady dude?

[tiebroken]

[ Well. Like anyone, Mizi resists being tied to you at first, but there's a certain resignation that comes soon after, almost like this isn't first time she's been subjected to something like this. Whether your tied at the wrist, the ankle, or some secret third thing, she rubs at her temple with a free hand and sighs, eyes looking off far away. ]

...It's probably a test.

[ It could've been a far worse request, in her mind, and she's not interested in finding out if there's a punishment. So, she looks to you expectantly, trying to gauge how willing you'll be to share. ]

[darkholder]

[experimentally tugging at the string, seeing if it'll snap. as she does:]

A test of what, precisely?

[gamboler]

[ Sure, the threads of red yarn are harmless now, but he hasn't so soon forgotten those wires from their, ahem, orientation. It turns out that the threads aren't necessarily what he should be wary of, however, but instead his fellow students.

Luck never seems to be on his side these days, and so the threads are pretty merciless about lashing him by wrists and ankles to anyone he passes by in the hall, even after he realizes what's going on and tries to make a break for his dorm. It's not going to be that easy to get back, is it? Maybe you even get the back-to-back special, but at least that way they don't have to make eye contact that way...? ]

Oh, well, if this isn't just delightful. Sharing secrets, are we?

[ Wow! His least favorite activity! Stupendous. ]

[inexorableiron]

[Is it weird to be tied to a half naked man?]

Is it a secret that your fuckin' shirt is itchy?

[bowtiedbones]

What is all of this? This is going to be so useful!

[gathering whole ARMFULS of the stuff. anyone's welcome to be tied up with her, but as of yet she is UNPHASED. she's never committed a crime. she's never even had a crush before. this yarn's got nothing on her.]

[darkholder]

[trying to tug her wrist away with a frown as she watches her]

You're certain the rest of it isn't cursed somehow?

[presgarddihellis]

[how. dare.

first of all: this string nonsense when he already has marionette associations

second of all: he's already cursed to want to speak his secrets




... so yes, him staring at the strings around his limbs like he's ready to gnaw one off just to escape.]

[bowtiedbones]

Oh! Miskatonic, great timing. I wanted to talk to you.

[ordimame]

[Puck took one look at all of the red thread, decided NOPE, and has bounced out of the school to go hang out by the bleachers!!]

[. . . specifically behind them. with a cigarette. that he is puffing away on like some kind of delinquent. back resting against the metal beams, one arm folded in front of his chest, eyes closed, a trail of smoke wafting from his fingers to curl in the air above his head]

[he knows his time outside of a designated safe area is limited, so! he's going to make the most of it!]

[presgarddihellis]

[you fool.

there is a red thread on the ciggy hand's wrist and it is yanking]

Ah, so that's it leads to.

[rugpull]

FUCK

[the most elegant top level]

[beathollow]

....





( nods. )

Fuck.

[parttimesoldier]

[Look, Suzuha is SO wary of all these strings thanks to that Extremely Fun first day they all had. It takes her a while to trust that it's not an immediate hazard, but she still tries very hard to duck and weave around any as she goes throughout the school.

And thanks to her Kai-un luck, she stumbles into other people on occasion during those dodging efforts.... which just lets the strings do their thing and tie you together. Whoops! Whether you're bound by hand, ankle, or whatever else, she tugs at it insistently.]

How hard can it be to break out...

[Someone is NOT happy about secret sharing.]

[darkholder]

[also tugging insistently with a frown, glancing up at her as she speaks.]

Do you have anything sharp?

[suplexer]

[ Tifa studies the strings with a look of both confusion and... recognition? She reaches for one, pausing when she realizes that the warm feeling is familiar. ]

Wait, are these...?

[ Or, end up tied to her! Whatever the configuration may be, she lets out a frustrated groan. ]

I should have known.

[beathollow]

( their legs... are tangled. snowdrop actually looks frustrated. )

...




Sorry.

[velluminous]

[ Ms Fairplay has rolled out of bed, tucked herself broadly into her uniform, and crept warily into the halls to go to the cafeteria. and, upon seeing the red yarn—adjusts her glasses. then reaches out, even more warily, to touch.

...

wraps a length around her fingers and closes her fist around it. ]

And now...

[ it's just a murmur. ]

[ratiocinations]

[A tug, somewhere, distantly… from the other end of that long red string. Presumably.]

[abyssalwitch]

Yeesh, what's everyone making a big fuss abou --




[ one catches her wrist ]

Oh.

... How about we get this done nice and quick, huh?

[inexorableiron]

[A sigh]

Fuckin' fine by me, lady dude.

[brokenlance]

[Seriously, should Dimitri even be allowed outside like this. He's walking around like a zombie, propelled on nothing but single-minded habit, barely cognizant of the threads around him. Probably has to do with the fact that he looks like he hasn't slept in a week.

Only when one wraps around him and forces him to stop does he blink and take in his surroundings.]

...Huh? What is this?

[darkholder]

[tugging impatiently at the string connecting the two of them, but before she comments on that she just looks him over, and:]

...Are you quite alright?

[laevateinns]

[ of course akechi is unlucky enough to get one to wrap around his ankle.

he’d been trying to stay in the dorm, but… there’s only so long he can stay cooped up.

based on what everyone else said-

he starts laughing. ]

[ratiocinations]

[WE ARE NOW BOUND ANKLE BUDDIES, because in an attempt to return to his dorm, now he is Caught.]

I am glad that someone can find amusement in all of this, Mr Naoto.

[ratiocinations]

[Lifting a lit cigarette to his mouth to take a long drag, because all these strings are truly becoming an annoyance. Of course, when someone nears again, a red collection of them tug at that wrist and pulls it away from his mouth most cruelly.

CAN'T A GUY GET A SMOKE AROUND HERE-]

Honestly. Your timing.

[selfportraiture]

[What if I was just really mean.

Because it snags his wrist, and therefore snags hers, too.

The bandaged one.

She yelps, freezing, because ow? Ow???? Ow, help??]

[candlestick]

[ A boy can be as careful as possible and still end up getting nabbed by these things. While some earlier mishaps have had Zuo Le doing his best to maneuver around the thread, there is little surprise to the fact that a place that wrapped him up in a more dangerous (at least physically dangerous) thread on day one and cut into him would have other sorts that had minds of their own.

He's still looking very despondent as he stares down at the thread wrapped around his wrist that managed to snag him. ]

We should get this over with. The thread is impossible to break.

[ Believe him, he has already made several attempts. ]

[praiseful]

[ And if he bothers to look at where the other end of that thread is tied off, he'd find his new owner Rin right there, looking at him in offended disbelief. ]

You think I don't know that?!

[ smash cut to Nei probably almost hurting someone by trying to slash at the threads earlier ]

And why is it you, again?!

[slicings]

[ ren isn't the sort of man that can easily sit on his hands when there are things to be done, so he emerges from the hidey-hole of his dorms to find.. strings.

oh. immediate flashbacks to the classroom they'd been trapped in upon arrival -

but no, all right, these strings seem much less dangerous.. but he can't be wholly certain, so he remains vigilant as he stalks through the hallways, making for the doors out to the grounds, but he doesn't make it before the yarn snaps out, weaving around his wrist and dragging him towards someone else - you're now tied to bladie by the hand, palm to palm. enjoy. ]

[suplexer]

[ These strings are definitely not as bad as the wires from the first day in that they won't do much in the way of harm other than requiring them to give up a secret. Some might claim that's worse, but Tifa's been curious enough about the source of the strings, given her strange dreams.

It doesn't mean she enjoys randomly being tied to someone. She happens to be coming back in as Ren is trying to go out, giving the strings the perfect opportunity to tie them together.

Palm to palm, even. Tifa lets out a small cry as she's jerked forward, but then that turns into a more frustrated sigh as she shakes her head. ]

... Not again. I'm starting to think I should just spend some time in the dorm until this is over.