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Current Jokes on everyone I just look like a sad Travis Touchdown who has really really loud shits
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3 yrs ago
You status bar people sure are a contentious bunch
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3 yrs ago
Adding to that, unless you are exhibiting life threatening symptoms (unable to breathe, etc) go to a rapid test site in your area than going to the ER. Local ERs are swamped and overwhelmed here.
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3 yrs ago
As someone who has been stabbed in the past knives are not kinky
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3 yrs ago
I'd rather just...never take a lewd of myself.

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Everbrook Public Library
Court Street. May 28th 2020.

Will walked outside of the library, unlocking his bike from the bike rack in front of the building. "I don't think I can borrow my parent's car tonight," he muttered to himself. His eyes gazed towards Abigail, as she stood by her car in the parking lot. Why the hell was she still here?

Will sighed and walked his bike over to where the Prescott girl stood. "Hey, look-" he started, his eyes downcast as he tried not to even look at her. "I'm sorry I got all wigged out in there. I understand if you don't believe in any of this, but I still want to know why my sister and those other kids died. That's all. No ghosts, no stupid horror movie shit, I just want answers.
I’m still here. Just fell down a very deep Final Fantasy XIV shaped hole


Everbrook Public Library
Court Street. May 28th 2020.

"So, what will it be, Will? You in or out?"

The fact that so many had come back to help Will made him sigh with relief. Maybe it wasn't as bad as the Prescott girl had made it out to be. The girls that had surrounded him all seemed willing to at least check the mine out, which meant that he wouldn't be alone in this. "Of course I'm in." he nodded to Asélie.

He looked back at the other girls. "It'll probably be dangerous. I understand if you guys don't want to go too."

Sorry for the nearly 2 weeks of silence folks. I'll try to move things along today if folks are still interested in continuing.
I’ll be throwing Yuuhei at somebody to bother interact with when I get home. I’m assuming the boys will all be in the common area, yeah?


Should be! Even my dude is still in the common area for now. Girls should also be arriving in the common area soon too to meet with the female dorm advisor


Weather: Clear.




Hiroichi checked his watch and looked up at the large building in front of him. Well, it was more like two buildings with a shared common area. The dorms were arranged in cardinal directions, with the West facing building being the girl's dormitory and the East facing building being the boy's dormitory. The dorms themselves were pretty cushy, another enjoyable perk being connected with the hospital. The shared common area had multiple areas for students to sit, study, and even a kitchen area if they felt inclined enough to cook. Hiroichi scoffed at the idea of high schoolers wanting to cook for one another, but that wasn't his business. The student rooms were also comfortable, albeit bare. Students would have to decorate their room themselves, but each room had a desk to study or read, a bed, shelves to decorate, and even a small television. If they wanted to play games on them or watch movies, they'd have to purchase those items in town.

Hiroichi waited around in the lobby for his assigned group of boys. They were all supposed to meet up at 11 AM, and it was almost meeting time. The girls would also meet their dorm advisor as well. Hiroichi hadn't had a chance to really talk to her, but he knew she was the school counselor. Watching after a bunch of kids with a woman, huh? Kind of like I was married-nah, don't even start thinking that kind of stupid crap...

After waiting for a while, the chosen time had come: the group of boys had gathered in the dorm, sitting on some of the couches or standing. Hiroichi fixed his glasses on his nose, and decided to start off his schpeel:

"Alright everyone, I'm your dorm advisor, and I'll probably be teaching a lot of you guys as well. I'm Hiroichi Yamada, and you're all in my care this year." He eyed the group of boys; most looked typical for a high school, but some stood out. Foreigners, kids of mixed descent, or just some weird punks. "The school's pretty lax about what you do after school. A lot of students here work part-time jobs in the city for extra money. Even then, curfew is at 11:00 unless you've got documentation from a job. Just follow the rules and don't cause me too much trouble, and we'll all get along."

Hiroichi fidgeted with his glasses again, before remembering: "Oh! Here are your room keys." He handed out the keys to each of the boys. 3rd years got the 1st-floor rooms, 2nd years on the 2nd floor, and 1st years on the 3rd, just like at the school. "Everyone should have their own rooms. If you're missing anything, just let me know. My room will be on the first floor with 3rd-year students. Alright, you guys have the day to yourselves! Introduce yourselves to your classmates, go check out the town or take a nap. I'm gonna go unpack."

He walked off to his own room to set his stuff down for now. This was going to be a long year in the country, he could feel it.
now that everyone’s posted, should we get some interaction goin or wat for another GM post?


If no one does any interaction stuff I’ll get a gm post going as soon as I get home. It’s the start of the school year for me so my morning/afternoon stuff is pretty much all work related for the next few weeks, but Hero and I will keep the story moving


Everbrook Public Library
Basement. May 28th 2020.

He'd not gotten too far from the others when he'd been chased, specifically by Jessica, Amira, and Gabi. They were all concerned with him, and who wouldn't be? After all, he was acting crazy. "Look-" he started, gripping Sarah's journal in his hands tightly. "For ten years I thought my sister hated me or something because out of the blue she took her life. After that, my parents started fighting, my mom got big in the church and my dad pretty much stopped being around. For ten years I thought it was my fault, that somehow me being around her all the time made her miserable." He shook his head. "But this journal can give me something, even if it's just closure on why she died."

Amira had the right idea in her own line of questioning: Where are you going to start? He opened the journal to her earliest entry after her explanation on what was going on:

June 4th, 2010: Checked out the old mine last night. The clues were right. Another group was killed. The third shaft had the mark.


"She wrote about some kind of mark in the old mine." He looked to the girls, then back to the journal. "She found some kind of clue there. And it might still be there. I think that's where I need to go." Jesus, he'd need a lot of gear for it. Plus the old mine was condemned. Going in might mean never getting out. But what else could he do now? He was prepared to follow this to its natural conclusion.
Radical! Your work is great, like always! : D
I’m gonna already lock down whatever character I make deals with planes. Biplanes, zeppelins, gliders, I don’t care I wanna fly
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