Octo

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

Seiko is actually the meanest person alive. Looks like I'll have to pull out the bluff I've been saving ^_^

@Vocab

Oh, yes, she's absolutely dreadful. Mura should try to make friends with someone more polite and refined. Someone who, though a bit naive, is as threatening as a bunny, and who would never blackmail anyone.

But where, oh where, could such a person be found? If indeed there was such a person, why, everyone should try to befriend her. Don't you think?

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

I'm immune to the Fallout effect because I have neither a PS4 nor an Xbox 1, and my computer is a converted microwave oven.

No spoilers, though. I'll probably get it some day.

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

"Wha," blurted a confused Octavia as a girl she didn't know accosted her, grabbed her hands, and began speaking perfect English at her. Now, there were multiple reasons that she found this confusing, but the other girl quickly cleared them up. That didn't stop this from being somewhat odd, of course, but Makoto seemed almost like a puppy at the moment. The Japanese foreigner was an amalgamation of happy and excited, and Octavia simply couldn't take that away from her. She smiled at the other girl politely.

"Hello, Makoto. May I call you that since we're conversing in English? I'm Octavia King, from America," Octavia replied, also in perfect English.

God, she missed introducing herself like that without having to explain things. The girl seemed friendly, too. Somehow, it was easier to talk with this one than with the others. She felt less stiff. Perhaps it was the effect of being able to actually converse with someone in her native language. Someone besides just her father.

"I've actually spent more time here than in America, so you may just be more American than I am. I take it you, uh, like the states?" said Octavia, glancing down at her hands which were still engulfed.

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

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God so do I.. It's bloody unbearable...

@Vocab

I've kind of learned to live with it. Believe me, there are still more groans than laughs, but the laughs are there. I think that I'll be alright as long as at least one in five are clever.

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I have an even worse kind of friend - the one who goes around quoting vines. *shudders*

"Guess what he's eating? He's eating DEEZ NUTZ LELELE"

@KaijuBaragon

Now that, that I could not stand. I can do puns, but I don't even like vines. Dropped after three episodes.

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

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You'll take a brownie... AND EAT IT!

@Savo

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*Overly dramatic music ensues*

@Vocab

God, I know that wasn't supposed to be funny, but I couldn't help but laugh my way into a coma when that happened in Death Note. Just, the music and the way he said it was too much.

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WHAT IS LOVE?! _{Baby don't hurt me! Don't hurt me! No more!}

Also those dirty Sith guys put laxatives in the brownies to haze the new pledges. Don't trust them, they're jerks. Come over to the Light Side. We've got carrot sticks, booze, and scantily clad men and women. Also, we don't burn when we see the sun, so that's a plus.

@Ogobrogo

Laxatives? Well, that's just awful. Certainly this 'light side' sounds much better, although the scantily-clad persons would probably make me somewhat uncomfortable. Can everyone be dressed properly?

currently doing a post...

and nobody laughed at my brownie joke...
*in despair*

T______T

@TrixyTrix

Oh, no, I laughed. I thought it was quite funny and clever, so don't be sad. I have this friend who cracks huge strings of puns all the time, so I have to have a pretty good appreciation for them.

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Indeed, the plan was working. At this rate, she would be socially obligated to take one of those sweet, buttery, chocolaty confections. Truly Octavia was a genius among geniuses, and no one was even the wiser.

Then, that lavender-haired boy just came right up and screwed with everything.

"E-eh? W-what are you talking about? I'm not doing anything like that," replied Octavia in a manner so suspicious that the Osaka police force would have arrested her right on the spot.

Having been so flustered, Octavia lost the chance to enact her plan when the president, Mitsuko, began speaking to her. She couldn't very well take one while engaged in conversation. To stuff one's mouth while being spoken to would be decidedly unladylike. Octavia's eyes went from Mitsuko to the brownies and back again as she listened to the girl talk. Indeed, Octavia had imagined that the stapler boy had been a foolish ape as per Mitsuko's description. It was something of a relief that the president appeared to have him on a leash, although long-term relationships founded on what Octavia assumed was blackmail did not seem like the most healthy or stable for the club at large.

Then Mitsuko went on to describe stuff about souls, the gist of which being that ghosts were souls without bodies. Octavia took all of this to mind. Despite not believing in any occult stuff, Octavia was in Mitsuko's club. She chose to be there, and thus Octavia would show Mitsuko the proper respect of keeping in mind whatever she had to say. Octavia then took one of the forms provided.

"The pleasure is mine, Matsushima-san. I am Octavia King. Er, in English naming order."

A tinge of pink showed up on Octavia's cheeks. She had been dreading introductions somewhat for this very reason.

"Japanese naming order, it would be... King Octavia. I know how incredibly presumptuous this is, but would you mind terribly not calling me by surname? It is... somewhat embarrassing, although I'm certain that 'Octavia' may be hard to pronounce. My old fr- uh, acquaintances used to just call me 'Princess', though I must admit, I am not really a fan of that either."

As she spoke, her cheeks continued to brighten. Thankfully, once the introduction was done, she wouldn't have to bring it up again.

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Stay strong!
Say no to urges!

@Ogobrogo

Ah, yes. Yes, of course. You are right. One brownie may become a slippery-

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Ogo, you're a part of the Sith, wtf are you doing! You're supposed to be having her give into their urges...

Octo... eat a brownie, EAT ONE!

@Savo

But of course. It's just one, after all. What is the harm in a single-

Wait, what. Huh? Do I dare to eat a brownie? Angel or devil? WHAT AM I FIGHTING FOOOR

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

I kind of want some brownies now too.

I'm supposed to be dieting, but one probably wouldn't hurt. No, if it is just one... it will be fine. Yeeesss.

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

Octavia simply watched as events in the club unfolded. There seemed to be an entire underworld associated with the club, rife with threats, blackmail, and probably seduction. Octavia didn't exactly have an eye for seducers, but it seemed like the sort of place in which those things would happen. And it was only the first day.

Well, at least she was somewhat assured that things here wouldn't be boring. Boring was the last thing that Octavia wanted, and already they had decided on a costumed ghost hunt. If that didn't kill her profound ennui, then nothing would. As a matter of fact, being hit with a stapler was almost refreshing in a way. Octavia touched her forehead, and let the throbbing pain shoot through her skull as Charles returned and lobbed an ice pack at her. She caught it this time.

"You know, I do not bite," Octavia scolded Charles, "you may safely hand me things rather than lobbing them at my face."

She winced as she applied the ice, and hissed in pain as she got acclimated to the temperature drop.

"Anyways, I think that going in costume sounds like an absolutely lovely idea. I think I shall have to pick something out, but it should not be too much of a problem."

She was glad that the president agreed to the costume aspect. Octavia still liked dressing up, whether it was in a pretty dress or a costume. She was afraid, however, that it would seem childish if no one else had agreed to it. This way, it was mandatory and Octavia could safely voice her pleasure.

She was also hesitant to voice her pleasure at the introduction of brownies to the party. On one hand, she loved sweets. On the other, she didn't want anybody to think her a glutton. With that in mind, she surreptitiously shuffled towards Mitsuko and the brownies and waited for others to take a few first. Then, she would roll her eyes and have one herself if 'everyone else was going to'. It was the perfect plan.

Yurei High: Spooks Versus Students (Ghost Hunting)

Octavia continued clutching her forehead for a minute or two as things went on as what she assumed was normal for the club. Before she spoke, she had to gather her wits. Cursing and hollering was not her ideal first impression, so she had to run straight back to the attitude she had in front of the room. She would drag that Octavia back kicking and screaming if she had to, and revise her entrance as best she could. She would show them all the true power of a proper lady; the power to act wonderfully delightful even if you wanted to shout your head off.

"Mm. yes," Octavia managed to grunt, "an ice pack would be, ugh, absolutely lovely, miss club president."

She forced a polite smile onto her lips, and looked around at perhaps the most mismatched group of people she had ever seen. She had trouble imagining that every last one of these people was into the occult, and due to their comments it seemed like the group had its fair share of skeptics like herself. Octavia, of course, didn't believe in such things. She had decided to join on the simple basis that every other club seemed terribly dull and boring, and ghost hunting seemed exciting even if they never saw one.

Octavia looked at Seiko and then at Mitsuko and added, "I will stay afterwards as well, to hear what I missed out on. I will admit my hesitance to listen to a speech that ended in a stapler being lobbed at the door, but I will attribute that to the quality of the person who threw it rather than the quality of the provided information. I am in your care."

Octavia bowed politely, hoping to regain a couple of ojou-points.