Snek - Chocoro Session 2

[bluediligence]

Everything glitches.

You.

The world.

– fracturing fragmenting unravelling –

and everything is blue

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[bluediligence]

Most of the board is taken up by a (very) simplified guide to Japanese honorifics. At the bottom, though, somebody's written, "why does he have to be such a STUPID BAKAITO?! ┻━┻ ︵ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ︵ ┻━┻"

There's a persistent buzzing noise from something nearby.

[othellovonryan]

[Awww, he was hoping for math.]

[Will run a finger along the board though, not erasing anything, as he goes towards the buzzing.]

[bluediligence]

No feelings come from the board.

The buzzy seems to be coming from the TV on the teacher's desk. The screen is dark, but not blank; it looks like somebody's been fiddling with the volume and the brightness.

He can find textbooks over here, too, covering every subject a teenager might take in a Japanese highschool.

[othellovonryan]

.... [Gonna grab a textbook to hold to feel like a Real Student '^']

[And then adjust the TV settings to see what's up.]

1/2

[bluediligence]

You pick up a textbook, and you're struck by feelings about math class

tmw you have a ridiculously good head for math and physics. it's easy and intuitive, you could get through these classes in your SLEEP but it is IMPORTANT TO PAY ATTENTION but it's so easy to get distracted and riled up by that idiot and even then, even when you're taking a swing at him, your teacher asks you a question that anyone else in the class — except him, of course — would struggle with and it's so easy

You enjoy school, enjoy your classes, enjoy socialising and learning and basically everything about it, it's just —

You crave a CHALLENGE.

[bluediligence]

There's a TV remote! It doesn't have many buttons, just: on, off, volume, brightness, and "1", "2", and "3" for channels.

What do you fiddle with first?

[othellovonryan]

[These are Clearly Normal Feelings To Have connected to education in his opinion. Gonna keep up his schoolgirl cosplaying.]

[Brightness first.]

[bluediligence]

You see a lively classroom, full of students chattering away to one in pairs or clusters before the teacher arrives.

[othellovonryan]

[All right, let's try volume.]

[bluediligence]

Everyone is talking about Kaitou Kid. Kid this, Kid that, it's Kid Kid Kid Kid all the way down.

He's so COOL and so CHARMING and HANDSOME AND DREAMY oh wow, did you SEE the run-around he gave he police last now, haha, oh gosh what's he going to do next, isn't he just the best -

[othellovonryan]

[Ah, isn't that the thief her dad was after?]

[How about we cycle through the numbers.]

[bluediligence]

The next channel is Kaito specifically being an insufferable ASS about Kid, up to and including mocking her father.

None of her retaliation is featured.

[othellovonryan]

[Hm, next channel.]

[bluediligence]

This one is all Kaitou Kid himself, all smooth, suave, and ~*~charming~*~ for the media. It feels like there should have been something else there, but some of it is lost in static no matter how much he tries to tune, and some of it is just empty dead space.

[othellovonryan]

[Hmmmmm.]

[Will just.....lower the brightness and volume and move to channel 1 again. That isn't something to mess with he thinks.]

[Let's check that broken desk.]

[bluediligence]

There's a big ol' crack in the wall above the desk.

You get to experience a memory from her perspective, spanning from Kaito's arrival in the classroom to his ~magical~ disappearance, and the distinct impression that this is just one memory of many, many similar ones.

Any use of her name is, as usual, lost in static.

[othellovonryan]

[Frankly Kaito deserved all that and deserved to get hit with the mop.]

Definitely need to talk to that guy about sexual harassment.

[What about confetti and glitter.]

[bluediligence]

If you touch them, you're filled with TSUN exasperation (reluctant amusement) (and secret admiration) for a certain somebody's light-hearted antics.

[othellovonryan]

[Thaaaat tracks. Snowballs?]

[bluediligence]

The snowman and the snowballs seem to go together as "one" item.

You remember getting into a snowball fight with Kaito while you're heading out from school together. It's very, very dumb, sparked by something that you've already forgotten. And then – oops.

One of Kaito's snowballs hits Akako-chan instead.

OOPS.

oops.

[othellovonryan]

[Yes, this seems like a fair and reasonable reaction.]

[Let's see the fish.]

[bluediligence]

You get to experience the last two pages from her perspective.

Turns out his cute girlfriend's even cuter younger self was NOT above playing DIRTY AS FUCK to get her own back when crossed.

[othellovonryan]

[HMMMMMMM]

[Will need to check about that level on phobia because phobias are terrible but level does affect acceptability for fucking with close people.]

[Beach balls are a sometimes tease.]

[But considering the harassment, probably fair.]

[Let's check this door in the back.]

[bluediligence]

You'd think that a supply closet would be full of useful supplies, and you'd be … half wrong? Three quarters wrong?

There's a stack of tablet computers, a full set of riot gear, and mops. Many, many mops. A single bucket. Some cleaning supplies, a little stationary, bird food, a few decks of cards and silk scarves …

If you happen to look up, you may spy a hatch in the ceiling.

[othellovonryan]

[He's a ninja, of course he looked up.]

[Grabbing a tablet and seeing what it's about.]