[KAI-UN]

[detentionroom]

[You needed an escape.

For a moment– however brief, or however not– you longed to get away. Perhaps you envisioned a vacation upon sunny, beachy shores, palm trees at your back and seagulls floating in the air. Perhaps you envisioned nothing at all, and merely accepted that anywhere but here would do. Either way. . .?

You blink. . . and you wake up slouched on a school desk, arms folded with head resting between. You lift your gaze and realize that you've woken up in the middle of a classroom, seated in one of the. . . uh, very few functional desks that remain. The others have been broken into pieces, with legs and splinters of wood scattered across the floor. Deep claw marks decorate the walls, having gouged the sheetrock with jagged, violent gashes. The window curtains are closed, but they too have been torn and ripped to shreds, with holes showing a dark and unidentifiable landscape beyond the four walls which trap you.

And written on the blackboard, in large, white letters that seem to glow in the midst of the dim room lighting, is a warning]

DO NOT GIVE THEM YOUR NAME.

[. . . you are not alone]

[Each and every new arrival awakens dressed in a high school-issued track uniform. The design is up to the players, but each uniform is already color-coded to match the group at large. Somewhere on your body is a new marking: a mysterious floral design shaded the same color as your track uniform. It is glowing very gently. And in your pocket you feel. . . something warm. Further investigation reveals a tiny little omamri, tucked away in your outfit, for safe keeping. Huh! What a nice gift!]

[For now, the front door to the classroom is locked. No matter how hard you try– with physical prowess or otherwise– the door cannot be opened.]

[But hey! You can poke around the area, if you'd like! Maybe get to know your new classmates. . . ? Try not to panic. For now, everything is. . . calm]

Comments

[faultlieswith]

[ Yeah, this absolutely sucks. Ishmael wasn't exactly carefree in Round One, but she's definitely locked the fuck in now that danger is imminent. ]

If it comes down to it, I can take a few hits before I go down. I don't mind working on finding the key despite probable traps.

[inexorableiron]

[he is frowning]

Lady dude, I can take way more hits. It's what I do.

[parttimesoldier]

[Y'all...]

While it's all very honorable that you're both willing to take one for the team, maybe we focus on not trying to set off traps first?

[inexorableiron]

Right ... Preemptive healing. Gotcha.

[parttimesoldier]

I guess that's one way to put it? Just sayin', if someone's got a better eye for that sort of thing and can be careful about it, it's better than rushing in headlong.

[inexorableiron]

Somehow I don't get the feeling we're gonna fucking get enough time to get through this all. Traps aren't my focus, so it's gonna eat time.

[parttimesoldier]

[A frustrated sigh.]

Ugh, yeah. You're right, I know. I just don't want anyone taking this lightly.

[Including getting hurt unnecessarily.]

[inexorableiron]

Garnet dude is a lucky sorta dude. If we gotta gamble makin' the right choice that shit can only help.

[faultlieswith]

It's what I do too.

[ Although he has almost a whole foot on her, so maybe he actually would be better at it? ]

[inexorableiron]

You any good figurin' out how to arm us?

[faultlieswith]

[ She sees what you're doing with that question!

But she also sees the point. ]

I can improvise us some weapons, yeah.

[inexorableiron]

[he said US, thanks]

... I need somethin' big.

[faultlieswith]

Got it. What's your fighting style? Blunt, piercing, or slashing?

[inexorableiron]

Two-handed. I can work anythin', but I like puttin' my whole fucking ass into it.

[eonsadrift]

I'm also quite a bit more durable than I look. Being able to take damage used to be one of my only talents.

[faultlieswith]

Because you're not a gross human like the rest of us?

[eonsadrift]

Exactly. I'm simply made of stronger materials.

[faultlieswith]

[ She rolls her eyes. ]

So what are you, anyway? Abnormality? Android?

[eonsadrift]

I was created to be a vessel for divinity. I still bleed like a human, but my body's structure is closer to that of a "puppet" if you need a specific term.

[faultlieswith]

Oh.

[ That's... just a bit beyond her experience. ]

So that's why you're as old and young-looking as you are.

[inexorableiron]

For real, dude? Ya don't look it.

[eonsadrift]

It's not exactly something I enjoy doing, but I've done it before. Without any other abilities at our disposal, this is once again my only useful skill.

[inexorableiron]

Some kinda useful, anyway tank dudu.

[eonsadrift]

I'd much rather go in for a quick kill. "Tanking" is such a waste of time.

[inexorableiron]

[you really let me typo... dudu]

Strike hard, get it over with, fuck. It's usually the best plan, dude, but we're on the back foot.