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

[lets_dewey_it]

It was like, past midnight, the ceiling was dripping blood and it was spreading across the ceiling of the dormitory. The only ones woken up were me, Dylan, Adorabat, and Jeanne, and we figured it was coming from the science lab because that was above the dorms.

When we got there, the lab was just filled with blood, oozing from the walls, but it wasn't normal blood! It was too thick, too warm, and it just CLUNG to us. And even though the pool was only a few inches deep, chairs and tables were sinking into it!

And then there was a voice in the back of our minds, telling us there was something there, and we had to find it...

So I, thinking it wouldn't be as easy as looking in cabins or drawers, started shifting through the blood and reaching into it, trying to find that something. Dylan was all, "There has to be a logical explanation for this", and I was like, "NOT EVERYTHING HAS A LOGICAL EXPLANATION!" And I think that's why he's broken at the moment, that it wasn't logical.

But eventually, Jeanne used a chair to splash the blood around and help me find this. _{[He reaches into a non-existant pocket and pulls out the braid of white wig hair.]} ...If you touch it, you'll get a vision. I don't know what it means, though.

[hashtagwoof]

[ Oh... Now that he gets the full description, the whole event sounds like a really weird dream.

But he has a bloodied coffee bag in his room as evidence and Dewey pulled out the braid... ]

I'm... Not sure if it was really blood if it did... That...

[ He stares at the wig, unsure of himself... ]

[lets_dewey_it]

Probably not, but... it smelled too much like blood. Definitely wasn't paint. Nearly sucked in my arms trying to find this. _{[He wasn't exactly shoving the braid into Hunter's face. But the offer's still up in the air.]}

[hashtagwoof]

It did WHAT?

[ Okay, first we shall be concerned over the fact that the so-called blood tried to eat people apparently. ]

[lets_dewey_it]

It was the same thing making the chairs and tables sink, I'd imagine. When I got the braid, the blood all started draining away, but it left no stains except for on us and the stuff in any dorm room that got dripped on apparently.