WEEK 2

[whimsicalism]

WEEK TWO

Two weeks is plenty of time to get used to a new school, but the horrors of Ira Academy are likely to require much more acclimation than that. The lesson learned this weekend may be more important than anything else taught thus far: Regardless of motivation, regardless of friendliness, regardless of heroism, any member of the student body could turn out to be a killer.

Starting this week, the immovable, impenetrable glass wall blocking the staircase by the first aid station has receded. Students are free to go up the stairs beyond that wall and leave the ground floor of the school for the first time.

The new area that opens up in the Academy couldn't come at a better time. Past the landing, where a new ascending flight of stairs now waits behind another thick impenetrable wall of glass, the second floor greets students with muted, calming colors. The rooms in this area of the school house activities targeted at calming, freeing, or emptying the mind. After witnessing such terrible things on Saturday, it would be lovely to clear such thoughts away entirely, wouldn't it?

On Monday, classes will resume as normal, as if the student body had not undergone recent and horrific attrition. At least there are a fair few more places to hide now that the next floor has opened up, and it might be easier to avoid the Little Brothers trying to herd you into the classroom every now and then. It would be easy to let unease and paranoia reign over everyone. Perhaps, come Tuesday again, there will be another announcement from the Principal, holding another threat over everyone's head until the right person snaps and attempts the optional capstone project. There may be another mysterious phenomenon to follow through the school, seeking a hint of meaning or answers. Of course, you could all give up and choose re-education.

How will you move on?

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday
Regains | AC | IC Profiles | Locations | Mystery Information | A Contact | Sheep Contact

OOC NOTES

Welcome to Week 2. The Prefect has been removed from play until further notice and will no longer be able to be contacted. Mod Shay will continue to work for the game on an administrative level. ICly, the Principal will mention vaguely that the Prefect has been removed from her duties for the foreseeable future. The IC rules will be updated to reflect this and that's how the characters will find out. The sheep will take up her work monitoring the school and have their own contact post, and the A/V room is still locked. While you're free to question this ICly, please be mindful of others and try not to push the issue either ICly or OOCly. This isn't related to the plot and shouldn't be treated as such.

As a reminder, AC runs Sunday to Sunday concurrent with these posts and is collected based on the prior week; this means you have a whole week to get in AC for the week prior. AC for week 1 should be submitted no later than this coming Sunday. Remember to submit your regains! Also, if you want to investigate put INVESTIGATE on your subject line, please!

Comments

cafeteria

[hashtagwoof]

[ There's a bunch of random stuff surrounding a shell shocked dog. Not something Hunter expected to see at lunch today. ]

Uh... Dude? Are you... [ Wait, no, Dylan is clearly not ok. ] What happened?

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[hello Hunter, Dylan barely even acknowledges your presence, only slightly tipping his head to see you, before staring at the ceiling again.]

Walls bleed.

[hashtagwoof]

... What?

[ Dylan is not acting like himself what's going on ]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Walls bleed. Wig braids show visions. Haven't slept since.

Do I still smell? I can't tell.

[hashtagwoof]

[ ??? ]

What are you talking about? Since when did the walls start bleeding?

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Last night. Ceiling started bleeding. Most slept through it.

[A pause.]

I didn't.

[hashtagwoof]

Uh...

[ That sounds like either a horror story or some very gross animal rights PIF. ]

You know what? I'm gonna go to the dorms for a moment and check for bloodstains. Just to make sure we're not all losing our minds here.

[ Because that should leave a weird stain on the ceiling, at least. ]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Good luck. Blood went back. Walls and floors absorbed it.

Others saw. Adorabat. Dewey. Jeanne. They woke up too.

[hashtagwoof]

[ ... Guess he's not going anywhere right now. At least there are others he could ask later but... ]

What do you mean, the walls and floors absorbed the blood? That would totally leave a huge stain on everything, wouldn't it?!

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

You'd think. You'd think.

Stayed on us. Stayed on some things. Not on walls, though.

Had to clean Rana and Rigel. Didn't want to touch the coffee though.

[He lazily points to the bag of coffee when saying that, which has a notable red stain.]

[hashtagwoof]

What coff...ee...

[ He follows the point to a coffee bag with that very noticeable red stain on it... Definitely picking that up... And hesitantly touching it... ]

Oh... My... God.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

It's funny. Wanted it gone as soon as I saw it. Coffee and dogs don't mix, you know?

Now it helps.

[Prove a point, anyway.]

[hashtagwoof]

... Yeah, I'm gonna just gonna take this off your hands. Paws.

Whatever.

[ He doesn't even drink coffee (or at least not non-cafe coffee) but yeah... He is keeping the bloody coffee. ]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[He waves a paw in the air in a 'Whatever' motion.]

That's fine. Don't know what else I could do with it.

['Take the bloody coffee' says the British kids.]