afterliving

I believe that I require assistance.

Does anyone know where a large-sized pet may be kept? I have recently come into possession of an adorable creature, but it is growing rather rapidly and I do not believe that my roommate would appreciate an even larger animal in our living space.

I have no desire to give the animal up, but I believe that a safe storage place may be the best option.

My thanks for your help in advance.

greatvanguard

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if ure all done kissin each othr n bein gross
1:00pm in front of th dorms
hop u lik snow

[And who doesn't like snow, right? Right.]

[Action]

[If you happen to walk up to the dorms at the time mentioned you might see a small wall of snow smack bang in the middle of the path between the boys and girls dorms. Nothing big, just tall enough for someone to crouch down and hide behind. Someone who's ten years old and has a ton of snowballs hidden behind it. You can probably see what's coming, here's hoping you're wrapped up warm.

Every now and then Kotarou pops his head up over his snow barricade or carefully peers around it to see if anyone is coming. He's being as sneaky as he can, and he's wearing a wooly hat over his hair and ears so it's going to be hard to spot him as he moves around his snow wall. If he spots a guy walking over then expect snowballs. Lots of snowballs. He won't be holding back, and he will be aiming for the face and gut, so if you don't act quickly you're going to end up cold and wet and drowning in snow. Girls on the other hand will get only one or two snowballs thrown their way, just to see how they react and to make sure that they're okay with a bit of a snowball fight. Nothing too bad.

Outside of throwing snow all over the place, Kotarou has also managed to nab a few bottles of cocoa pola from the polar bears and stuck them into the base of his snow wall. So if you feel thirsty after getting totally pummeled by balls of snow there are refreshments on hand, and they're icy cold to boot! ... Don't worry, he didn't tick off any polar bears to get them. He was very careful about that okay.]

frequent_flyer

[Sometime during the morning of December 8th, a loud, agonized scream would echo across the campus. It was probably enough to wake those who'd slept in, and was definitely noticeable by those who were already up.]

[Really, there was only a handful of people that could be that loud, and one of them was Hinata.]

[Should anyone decide to investigate, they'd find the blunette behind one of the school buildings, curled up on the ground and whimpering. He'd assumed the fetal position, his hands between his legs, and there was a considerable amount of blood on his face and uniform sleeve. At the very least, he seemed conscious... he was just a wreck.]

[Had he been attacked by someone? Why hadn't he tried to use his gun to defend himself? The only other clue was a deactivated mistletoe trap nearby...]

greatvanguard

A

[The video starts with seemingly nothing happening at first. A set of bunkbeds can be seen in the background and that's all. Before too long however a pair of ears poke up into view, followed by a head of spiky black hair belonging to one incredibly young Kotarou Inugami. The toddler stares wide-eyed at the laptop for a moment before he starts slamming his hands onto the keys.]

bngfdhjsdfghjgsfgdhj
ghjcfdhgAHGJAshgsbgfkh
DFGHJHJASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

[He seems to be having fun just pressing all the buttons and watching the words show up on screen while he's being recorded. Of course this eloquent message and recording is all being made under his roommate's user, namely one Shintarou Midorima. If you're familiar with his normal typing practices then this whole post is going to come off as incredibly odd.

Before Kotarou goes too far and ends up inflicting too much damage on the poor laptop, a younger looking Midorima shows up to pull him away and to give him a stern reminder that he shouldn't be using the laptop like that. It might be possible to hear a third voice in the recording telling Midorima to go easy on the poor toddler, though with the position the laptop is in it's hard to see much else than the top half of Midorima's body and Kotarou wriggling around in his arms, trying to get away.]

B

[Realising that keeping a toddler confined to a dorm room for a whole day probably wasn't the best method to make sure the laptop didn't end up being 'played with' more than it already had been today, Midorima and Akashi decide to take Kotarou outside for a wander around so he can stretch his legs, get some exercise and generally not ruin anything else back in their dorm room. It's pretty difficult to keep a close eye on such an adventurous and curious little kid though, so at some point Kotarou is going to end up getting away from the two of them.

It's possible to run into any of them at any point. Perhaps Kotarou found himself in the dining room and he's trying to get something to eat, or he's wandered into a classroom in the middle of a lecture without a care in the world. Or maybe Midorima is still looking around outside and hadn't expected the little kid to get so far away so quickly... And maybe Akashi is somewhere nearby admonishing him for losing track of Kotarou like that. It's entirely up to you who you run into, so please mention in the subject line who you want. Threads might be jacked by any three of them at some point.]

watchthis

[When Ken had woken up in the Afterlife, he'd found himself curled up on his side on the floor somewhere, wearing a strange uniform that looked like it belonged on a high school student, and feeling so sad he couldn't move. The last thing he remembered was Aragaki-senpai's sacrifice and running off like a coward, unable to face Sanada-san or Kirijo-senpai. After that, he couldn't remember what he'd done. Had he... fallen asleep here? The clothes made him doubt it.]

[After what seemed like hours to him he pulls himself to his feet and begins to look around. He's been in Gekkoukan High School, and this wasn't it. The ten year old looks sad, confused, and a little lost when he comes up to you.]

Excuse me, [Sir/Miss/Ma'am,] but do you know where this is?

punintentional

to who this may cnrn:

1. think your friend lost his phone. not a smartphone so not as $$$ but still probs want it back

2. i couldnt help but notice that this isnt a desert. if i had a dog w/me id tell it that i dont think were in nevada anymore

so uh

if you or someone else could show me the way back id appreciate it. i have a girl to [ ~~stalk~~ ~~hunt down~~ ~~chase after~~ ] reunite w/

teentitan

[So you'd think that Eren would have figured out what the deal with cell phones is by now, considering how they've been around for a few weeks; however, that isn't the case. On the morning that they arrived, he just sort of... knocked his off his bed in his sleep, and it fell underneath it, where it has been ever since. It wasn't until today that he finally came across the weird green thing while tidying up his and Hinata's room a bit.

He remembers seeing people around in the afterlife moving their fingers around these things so... after some messing around with it, he ultimately ends up accidentally sending everyone a mass text message.

A very coherent mass text message, at that.]

fdhkh;gfdnjgbdsmvcx vcx; fhbcn what dose this thinfg evebn dop

[So coherent.

And his fingers may be a little too big for the number pad, so this will take some getting used to!!

You know, once he figures out what the point of it even is.]

greatvanguard

[Text]

[It's been sometime since he last got in a fight or did any sort of training, and even then the shadows really weren't the best things to practice on. Especially with the danger of him getting NPC'd if he tried to punch them. Somedays being a fist fighter sucks.

So here he is, down a the dojo to scope out anyone who looks as though they can hold their own against him. Powers or not he's confident that he can still give someone a hell of a challenge in a quick spar. Sadly, none of the NPCs that are showing up for their club activites are really impressing him. Man, he could run circles around those guys, and come the next day they'd just forget anything they learnt from a fight with him anyway.

After a couple of minutes of watching a few NPCs exchange a few practice blows, he flips out his phone and starts typing up something to throw up on the network.]

L > sparring partner
shud be vry exped
marshal arts, wepons, whatevr
come 2 arena if intrested

[Action]

[Message done, Kotarou spends the next few hours just hanging around the dojo to see if anyone actually shows up. Early on he's sitting around and keeping an eye on the door to see who wanders in. He still has phone out, which is blaring out music he found while seeing what his app could do.

As time passes he starts to getting a little restless, leading to Kotarou to practice a few punches and kicks on his own. Each of his attacks seems to come out quickly with some serious power behind each movement. What's more, he carries on through with his training while still wearing his school uniform. It might not be his Mahora uniform, but his school uniform will always be his battle garb all the same. He's getting pretty into his own little practice session, so he might end up missing anyone who decides to reply or show up later on in the day.]

greatestglory

[When he comes to, it's with a persistent tension refusing to settle in his gut.

Perhaps the feeling is residual, from the situation Armin could swear he had been right in the middle of before he found himself.. here. Outside, as the sky grows dark, beneath the treeline of a forest he immediately identifies as unfamiliar from any forest he recognized in the area. Or perhaps it's due to the obvious, jarring factor that nags over every other one of his thoughts: that right now, his surroundings are entirely, peaceably silent.

This is wrong. The details of what occurred just before he awoke are unusually, extremely hazy for him, but he remembers the titans.. his friends and himself, along with all the other squads, in such a frenzy, and then...

What happened to him..? Or any of the others? Had he somehow been left behind?

..Importantly, what happened to Eren? With him no longer anywhere in any feasible view, his stomach twists in anxiousness.

Armin scrambles to his feet, glancing widely at his surroundings. At this time of day, there really doesn't appear to be anyone in sight, though he catches sight of a large building situated not far from the treeline, odd in appearance and unusually intact. It was as he stood that he also became immediately aware of his change of clothing- and lack of maneuver gear. To him, in addition to being more than strange, this is highly problematic. Despite dozens of unanswered questions working his gears, he knows that standing around outside unarmed and defenseless is a death wish, and taking care of that is priority. He hurries himself along to the building in front of him. Once he's properly armed, or at the very least more prepared, he would find someone, anyone, and try to make more sense of this as fast as possible.

He needs to know that his friends are okay. Sooner, rather than later.]

soldatin

[When Mikasa wakes, it isn't in the best of spirits. She doesn't have time to contemplate how it is that she can even be awake as the PA crackles to life and a voice begins spewing, in her view, utter nonsense about immortality that she never asked for.

Glaring as she searches for the source of the noise, her hands instinctively go for the blades normally holstered safely at her hip. They are not there. Vulnerable and stuck in a room with nothing but her fists to defend herself, Mikasa scowls, but instead of wasting time wondering where the hell she is or why this is happening, soldier instinct kicks in. She'll leave the distracting metaphysics of her existence to the philosophers.

Slipping her hand into the pocket of the skirt she definitely had not been wearing before, she removes the metal object digging into her thigh to find... a key. In spite of everything wrong with the situation, the fact that the scarf Eren had given her is gone is what leaves her feeling most despondent. The absence of her 3DMG doesn't affect her quite as much as the sense of lurching displacement seeping into her veins. She'd failed to protect Eren at home, and now she doesn't get to have any physical reminder of the only family she had left.

But now is not the time to mourn her loss. She has to move, get out, do something because something is terribly wrong. Distant screams imploring people to run travel through the doors and walls of the unfamiliar building, and she cannot afford to be idle.

She flicks her eyes around the room searching for anything that could possibly be used as a weapon. It's fortunate that she happened to have woken up in the kendo room. Shinai have a terrible design flaw in that they lack a sharp edge, but they will still suffice as clubs. Grabbing two, Mikasa swings one heavily at the head of a newly turned shadow blocking the door out of the room to join the chaotic flow of traffic out of the complex.]

hamsterchaoslord

[When Gundam wakes up to find his phone, a shiny purple model, he knows there's only one reasonable way to react.]

( Taking pictures of his hamsters all morning to send to people, of course! )

greatvanguard

Action A

[He's used to being flung across different worlds by now. It's not something he should be used, but seeing as he's suddenly ended up somewhere else yet again in the space of a couple of hours, yeah, seems like this is just a 'thing' that happens now. Geeze... Or at least it seems like a couple of hours? His head feels a little fuzzy, so maybe he got hit with another memory erasing spell.

To make matters worse, only seconds after waking up and shaking his head to clear his thoughts, splash. Into the pool he goes, clad in his school clothes and everything. Why this. If you were planning on going swimming today you might spot a kid coughing and spluttering as he pushes himself out of the water. He ends up flopping down on his back by the pool, looking pretty ticked off.]

Action B

[Having recovered from his surprise trip to the swimming pool, Kotarou is making his way over towards the dorms. He realises now that a lot of his speed and strength is gone, and what's more he can't control the Inugami anymore either. Boy, when it rains it sure does pour.

It's pretty hard to miss him trudging along, leaving damp footprints and the occasional drip of water from his hair and clothing as he goes. Oh. And he has ears and a tail, they're pretty noticeable too. This should still be the magical world, so he sees no reason in hiding them right now.

Anyone he passes by should be close enough to hear him grumbling and muttering to himself. Today just isn't his day, okay?]

Such a pain in the ass... Stupid Fate, messin' with us just 'cuz Negi landed two hits on him. Man, next time I see him... A-109, A-109...

[The key and card directing him towards a dorm room is all he has to go off of right now, so with few other options he decides checking the room out would be the best thing to do right now.]

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