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pandatrash ([personal profile] pandatrash) wrote in [community profile] randangonpa2017-12-30 02:16 pm

Day 10 - NEW FEAR'S EVE

THREE! TWO! ONE! HAPPPPPY NEW FEAR!

This is the last raccoon holiday for a while, so if you'd like a vacation from this murder game before the KILLING NIGHT, check your tablets! We'll even let you leave the campus, so you'd better praise our generosity!

[There's a new app on the tablets that cannot be removed. It will only activate when you are alone in your room, but click the cute carrot icon and you'll be given a simple prompt: "TAKE A VACATION?" with yes/no prompts. If you click "no," nothing happens; the app simply closes, ready for you to click on it again. But if you choose "yes," you'll become a bit lightheaded, and the next thing you know, you'll be back home. But not just any home: The home in which your murder carrot(s) (the best one, the newest one, or maybe even both of them? It's up to player discretion) has already been made reality. You'll be there for a full three hours before you're brought back to Nope's Peak, holding the tablet as if you never left. After that, the app will only say, "You know what to do."]

By the way, if it ain't obvious, that killing night is tonight! If you're thinking about doing a murder, rest assured: We will NOT let the dead mess up a trial like that again!

[In other news, the science lab has been restocked, and the raccoons made a HUGE mess eating out of the kitchen trash, like worse than usual.]

((Game nav
Day 10 Recyclr
Vacation time!
Trust sheets - get those submitted by tomorrow evening!))
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[personal profile] suppressthedark 2017-12-30 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[He'd fought with himself for a while, thinking if it was a good idea or not to press it, but -

Finally, his curiosity won out. And what he was treated to was something he wouldn't have thought possible.

It was his mother, alive and aged to where she should've been, warmly welcoming him home to the clinic and sitting down with him at the table, asking him what happened during the day and making a gentle joke about why he looked so grumpy. He'd had a little bit to talk with her alone, then the rest of his family came in - his father, his sisters - and for a few hours, they were together. For a few hours, he was able to bask in the warmth he hadn't had since he was nine, a warmth that settled down deep into his bones at seeing his family so happy and content. The center of their world hadn't been ripped out - Masaki was alive, brightly shining on all of them like she should have been for all those years without her.

And Ichigo was the happiest he'd been in years.

So when he's taken back to the school, it's like being shoved out of your warm bed directly in the cold - he stares numbly down at the tablet in his hands, unheeding of the tears spilling down his cheeks.

It takes everything he has to set it down gently, and once that's done he hugs himself with shaky hands, gritting his teeth and squeezing his eyes shut as the tears come freely.]