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disappear_npc ([info]disappear_npc) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-05-26 00:44:00

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Entry tags:hiroshi, kanaye, keiichi, kiriko, maeko, misaki, reizo, shiori, toru, toshimi, yuu

Who: Everyone (all currently apped characters are the unfortunate locked in people who were gathering equipment WHAT A BIZZARE COINCIDENCE)
What: Paradise/Sports Day
Where: Locked Gymnasium/Paradise
When: Morning, Friday, Just after exams
Why: Butts


The weather couldn't be better for sports day. It hadn't rained all week and so the ground was firm. The sun beat down through a cloudless sky.

The janitor walked through the school, locking the classroom doors so that people couldn't sneak in to get to thier classmate's possessions. Not that Nanakamado's students were thieves.

The gymnasium door was meant to be left open, students were gathering equipment from the store room there still, but he forgot and went through his normal routine of locking every door in the school.


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[info]shiori_wakanata
2009-05-25 09:51 pm UTC (link)
Shiori had been relying on peoples voices to guide her way, the two boxes she had balanced in her arms blinding her slightly. If the top box was just a bit smaller, she would have been fine, but all she could really see was the top of people's heads. The boxes weren't particularly heavy, either, being mostly filled with the plastic stripes used to make cheap "fences" of sorts. Still, when the rest of the group stopped Shiori didn't hesitate in bending to drop the boxes down onto the ground. Massaging her hands with a slight grimace, Shiori turned when Ito-san from her class asked what was going on.

"It's locked, I guess," she said. "I have no idea how to pick a lock though, and aside from just banjo-ing it or finding another door I'm outta ideas."

She paused, glancing down the hall behind them. "Eurgh, imagine how creepy this would be if it was at night though! There'd totally be a kil- er, a creep running out."

Considering the recent murder of one of her classmates, it would probably be wise to omit "murder" or anything associated with the word out of the conversation.

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