day two

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dreamland day two 40 players remaining. There are no clocks in your dorm room to help you mark the passing of time, but at a certain point, in the early hours of the morning, a cheerful chime tune plays over the loudspeaker. Whether you're awake or asleep, the door to your dorm room is now unlocked. You'll have about a forty five minutes, in which you can get ready or grab some breakfast, before the door that allows you into the park unlocks. By this time, you may or may not have noticed that one of your number is missing. The chimes play again, to announce that the park is open, and the rides and music begin to come back to life as a voice plays over the loudspeaker. "Rise and shine! Let's have a lot of fun today, or at least all of you who are left!" You will have until 4 PM to explore the park and talk amongst yourselves. Somewhere in the park, you'll find the body of Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu. rulebook character statuses private conversations graveyard Voting will close at 10 PM EST on September 27. Though a special comment for discussion will go up shortly before voting, you are encouraged to discuss who to vote for throughout the day. Voting

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[perfectstrike]

[Good morning park-goers. I hope you're not expecting a peaceful start to your morning. Since Peko is a fairly early riser, and there's a body right near the barracks.

One specific body. That's not all that large, and still looks pretty distinctive even with the face in as poor condition as it is.

Anyone with good ears (or even not-so-good ears) will be able to hear an absolutely heart-rending scream as Peko scrambles to the body, grasping at his hand. There are tears streaming down her face, completely unchecked and probably unnoticed.]

[poyoyon]

[ Ibuki's ears are the best of the best! Even though it's a scream, it's a voice she knows, too, so Ibuki will immediately hone in on the source, jogging towards it. Peko's upset, for some reason, and -

Oh. Oh oh oh oh oh. ]

F-Fuyuhiko-chan?! Fuyuhiko-chanFuyuhiko-chanFuyuhiko-chan...

[ Oh, right, she's the least useful classmate for this. WHOOPS. Dangan wipeout: 3 and counting. ]

[perfectstrike]

[Sorry Ibuki, Peko is too busy sobbing over Kuzuryuu's body to respond to that. She doesn't even really seem to notice Ibuki. They are so good at this.]

[fanbase]

[ Clash crosses her arms and scuffs her shoe against the ground, waiting for her to stop talking with Peko. She's staring at some spot of dead grass on the ground, looking like she wants to say something. ]

[godwhisperer]

[Well. Hearing someone scream isn't a good sign. He hurries over, if by hurries over you mean slowly enough that he can still sort of pose and glower. But seeing Kuzuryuu's body actually seems to shock him out of that for a moment. His face goes shocked, and then legitimately angry, his voice somewhat choked when he speaks.]

How dare...! How...a thousand times the lives will...

[Whatever he was going to say is stifled, though, since he can't really think of anything to say about it. Of all of them to die, for it to be this one person who was supposed to survive.

And then there's Pekoyama. It doesn't exactly occur to him that he's the only one who knows, but it does occur to him that he wants to help somehow? Helping somehow, that's what the friends who have come to have meaning for him would do in these circumstances. He just has no idea how to do something like that, so he just sort of stands there, waiting for her to do something.]

[perfectstrike]

[Gundam, it is up to you to approach. Peko is busy clutching at Kuzuryuu's hand and getting tears all over Kuzuryuu's chest. Since she can't even bring herself to look at the remains of his face right now.

There is snot running all down her face, too. It's pretty brutal.]

[loveisanopendoor]

O-oh my goodness...

[Not again...Anna doesn't think she's going to be able to take seeing another body, but...this one was killed in a more brutal way, if that's even possible. That face...

She liked Kuzuryuu too...but judging from Peko's expression, she was clearly close to him...]

I-I'm so sorry...

[perfectstrike]

He wasn't supposed to...

I should have done something...!

[Peko there was nothing you could do and you know it. But at least having a voice directed at her helps break her out of her personal cryfest, a little.

She's still not letting go of his hand, though.]

[belgian]

[Well, sounds like someone found a body--and it looks like it's one of those high school kids.]

Were you guys close? I'm sorry. [It's pretty obvious she's broken up by it, but Belgium doesn't want to make assumptions.]

[perfectstrike]

We were...

[She hiccups, almost, pressing her free hand against her lips as she tries to hold back tears. She is really trying, here. She's still not letting go of Kuzuryuu's hand, not for anything. Not just yet.]

Something... something like childhood friends...

[cheats]

[ The intercom doesn't announce someone's death like it did yesterday, so naively, Ciel assumes that maybe there wasn't a murder. It must have been the work of those other roles, or maybe the VIPs, or whatever the hell they were called, didn't actually kill anyone. Either way, as he steps out of his room that day, he breathes a sigh of relief, since this is good news.

At least, until he hears the scream.

He doesn't really think about it, more alarmed that someone might be getting hurt than the logic that even if they were, what would he do? It was a bit of his nobleman's pride, probably. Though as soon as he runs outside, he sees the body rather quickly, as well as Peko wailing over it. That was the older boy that had comforted him yesterday when he'd gotten angry and upset. His name was nigh-unpronounceable to Ciel, but all the same, his heart sinks in his chest, and he stands rooted to the spot. ]

No, but... They didn't say—

[ He looks at Kuzuryuu and feels queasy, so he brings a hand to his mouth as he looks away. That's... a lot of blood. He takes a half step forward, thinking about comforting Peko or at least trying to lead her away, but he realizes that it's probably not his place to do so. Still, he speaks up softly, trying to look anywhere but all the blood around. ]

Why would someone do this...

[uncoincidental]

[The scream sends a chill down Sheba's spine and she's running for the source of it basically as soon as she's heard it. She didn't know Kuzuryuu well, nor did she know Peko, but -

She can recognize grief, and Peko is clearly grieving. Her gaze wavers between the distraught girl and the mangled body, and she looks uncertain what she should do or say.]

I'm - I'm sorry... [She looks like she wants to say more, but bites it down.]

[perfectstrike]

[Peko doesn't really know how to respond to that. She wants to answer it's fine, but every time she opens her eyes, Kuzuryuu's body is right there. And it's not fine. Not at all.

Her hand is still clutching at one of Kuzuryuu's as she manages a nod. Her other hand is wiping furiously at her tears, trying to stem the flow and maybe not be such a god damn embarrassment.

But she can't. Not when it's Kuzuryuu lying here like this.]

I can't...

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Oh... Even scary people like that can feel sad, and she doesn't seem all that scary now oh no did her friend die that's so horrible!

Missile kind of cautiously trots up to her, ready to flee if she turns out to be the kind of person who gets sad and angry instead of just sad. ]

[perfectstrike]

[She is the type to get angry, but not just yet. Not while she's still holding Kuzuryuu's hand and wiping at her eyes with the other, trying in vain not to cry. She has to be strong. That's what Kuzuryuu would want, anyway.

It's just so hard without him.

She doesn't even acknowledge Missile beyond a quick glance before she's wiping at her eyes again.]

[godwhisperer]

[Missile. Calamity's Dark Blade: the Avenging Miss-L. You are a prince among pooches. Your quiet compassion and loyalty is a credit to the Pomeranian tribe. He's about to lose it like it's the end of Homeward Bound over here.]

[pundulum]

[Yuya comes running at the sound of a scream that can only mean it's happened again, they got someone else. The sight of the body is completely horrifying. And the one who discovered it, who's completely distraught, is one of the only people he's talked to more than once.]

Pekoyama...

[He freezes a short distance away. What can he even do or say?]

[perfectstrike]

[She recognizes the voice, though she doesn't do much to answer it at first. She's working on stopping her tears, she really is. Like holy hell, an effort is being made here.

She's still clutching one of Kuzuryuu's hands in hers, though she does half-turn at the sound of her name.

That's... that's her prompt for you to say anything else, Yuya, if you want...]

[ionicwoman]

Hey... Peko? [Anise isn't really sure what to say in this situation (her throat's started closing up too, that body is... hard to look at), but she can't just ignore this sobbing girl.]

[An effort's being made]

[perfectstrike]

...?

[Peko's trying to keep a hold of herself, she really is. She's wiping at her eyes with the sleeve of one hand, the other still clutching one of Kuzuryuu's. She's not crying as intensely as before, but she's starting to shake.

She does turn her head to acknowledge who's speaking, though. If you've got anything, Anise, this is the time.]

[edealistical]

[And just yesterday, they had speaking about how it was nice to have people you knew you could rely on... Edea's hands clench into fists as she stands next to Peko and the body, her eyes closed.]

I'm so sorry... Peko.

[She didn't think of them as friends... Perhaps not. This person, she clearly thought of as something even more.]

Is there anything we can do?

[perfectstrike]

...Mm.

[Her voice is quiet, one hand still holding one of Kuzuryuu's lifeless ones. If it feels warm, it's just because of her own grip by now. But maybe if she sits here long enough, he'll wake back up.

He won't. Not with that kind of head trauma.

At least she's not openly sobbing, though there are still silent tears falling down her cheeks.]

Help me find who did this.

[chainjailer]

...Peko. [Kurapika quietly approaches her, crouching down and feeling his stomach churn at the sight of the body.]

I'm sorry. [It wasn't who he expected to find today, but that didn't make it any better.] Is there anything I can do for you?

[perfectstrike]

[Again, Peko's starting to do better by now, the tears on her cheeks still falling silently. Every now and again, she buckles a little, as if hit by a physical pain. One hand is still holding Kuzuryuu.]

It's fine.

[It's not fine. Not even a little.]

Help me find who did this.

[shortcutter]

[Shit. Levi has seen enough people grieving over corpses for several lifetimes, but the sight never fails to send a queasy chill through his entire body. He keeps a respectful distance, allowing the people who know her and the victim to have their time. Only after most of them clear out does he quietly approach.]

I didn't do enough.

If you're going to bury him, there are people who can help.