[there's like 74 spears inside the bear and they all spike out and kill sheila instantly.
no, there's nothing in the bear. it's just a normal bear! a normal, not alarming bear. when she picks it up, she gets the sense that it's important to somebody. i also forgot to mention this earlier because i'm stupid but the cat toy also felt like it was important to someone when vira picked it up.
jingle squirms a little, making a rattle noise when harrow picks up the knife. they reach out their hands - which are unnaturally long - for the dagger.
i almost wrote togami instead of takeru because of you guys. anyway takeru can see that the inside of the room looks like a classroom when he looks in with his lighter. there's a very slow, deliberate clicking sound coming from further in the room.]
[ he doesn't trust it even a tiny bit considering literally everything they just went through, but they must go forward. ]
Come on. We might as well go see what bullshit is going to jump at us next.
[ but he'll wait to see if harrow will give baby the knife or not, but if no one has any objections he'd go inside?? he will wait if they don't want to go in yet tho. ]
[ maybe their child will appreciate monokuma more than they do, but hopefully not.
there's no use standing out in the alleyway forever—they need to progress, even if they don't know what's waiting for them. she'll walk over to the others as well—she has no issues walking a few steps inside the room with sasazuka, provided no one objects. ]
A bedroom, a dining room, a classroom... what is the significance of all these places?
[She will immediately hand the dagger over to baby, because she trusts the baby and also learned about good parenting from skeletons.
And she'll stagger towards the door and follow Sassafras into the classroom. They may as well. But first she'll check the other snow piles to make sure there's not anything else cool in there.]
[nothing is in the snow! just that one shiny knife. they can all go into the classroom - all of them can hear the clicking sounds, which are more like footsteps, now that they're closer. someone is just wandering around close by. the classroom is similar in function to all the other furniture in past rooms they've gotten through - about twice their size, and very rusty.
but first, before that: harrow hands jingle the knife, and for takeru, there's a second where the world stops.
it's a gutpunch of sad. lost, terrified despair, the sense of being out in the snow and running with only the sound your own ragged breath to accompany you. you run and run and you can hear a horse behind you and you're crying, the tears freezing to your face, your mother won't come to see you anymore and you don't understand why, and you don't even know what your father looks like, or if he's alive, and you trip because you're so exhausted that you can't keep running --
the baby drops the knife, and it thuds into the ground.]
[Sheila, oblivious to Takeru having an existential crisis:]
Whoa. Guess the kid does not like knives.
[Following the others into the classroom. She will glance around to catalogue what furniture is in here. Maybe someone else should pick up the knife, because she will not. Oops.]
But how about [presenting Monobear to Jingle, wiggling it a bit and imitating a showman:] a teddy bear? Huh? Huh?
[ he freezes in place, only making it a few steps into the room.
there isn't much of an outwardly reaction otherwise, other than his eyes widening in surprise as the foreign feeling hits him. when the knife drops and it stops, he continues to remain in place. it isn't until sheila offers the to jingle that sasazuka takes a reflexive step back, almost protective. ]
What the hell was that?
[ his tone is bewildered, and he's looking down at the knife and then at the baby. ]
[ she narrows her eyes in the direction of the noise. is the person closeby? can they see who it is? otherwise she's just going to take a look around the room before she glances over at takeru, hearing the echo of the knife clattering against the ground. ]
[She's concerned, but also, the footsteps are worrying, given the other people they saw. She'll pick up the knife off the floor, hopefully not triggering more trauma, and try to hide behind some furniture.]
Come quickly. We ought to make sure we aren't seen before we see them.
jingle looks at the bear, and then at sheila, and then at takeru - the bag on their head is... damp? around the eyes. they don't say anything, as usual, but they're holding onto takeru pretty tightly.
across the room, a door opens, and slowly, a grotesque face peers out from behind it. it's distorted and baggy in places, but it's easy to tell that there are something like stitching marks, or scars? across the face. it slides out from behind the door sideways, eyes wide and unblinking, followed by a heavy length of white-blue hair, and then... keeps peeking, keeps going, a long, long neck that just keeps extending further and further. it whips around like a snake, looking for the source of the noise.
harrow is hiding behind some furniture... what are the rest of you doing?]
Between the background noise stopping and Harrow offering some sensible advise, Sheila will follow her lead and move behind whatever piece of furniture is closest to where they entered the room. She opens her mouth as if to say something to the others — but quickly thinks better of it when the other door opens. Hm. Time to stay, uh, very still?]
[ he was going to answer harrow's question, except now the worst thing ever just steps into the room.
he'll also follow behind the others, although admittedly probably slower than the rest since he's still kind of distracted by whatever the fuck that knife thing was. it's fine. ]
[ whatever vira was going to say can wait for later, because she's going wide-eyed and quickly ducking behind some of the rooms furniture. she digs in her pocket for the bone that harrow had given her—it may have to be used to serve as distraction.
but for now, she waits to make sure they all find cover. ]
[Is the baby still clinging to Sasazuka? I'm assuming so, but even though she's already hidden, when she sees this creepy head come through the door she's - not grossed out, because necromancer. She's seen so much grosser. But she suspects something dangerous. So rather than staying in her hiding place, she'll creep back to the edge of it and reach out her hand to try to pull Sasazuka and the baby behind the furniture as well.]
harrow, sasazuka and jingle are hidden behind a desk. sheila and vira end up behind a bookshelf, quiet. there's a long moment as the creature turns its head to the left... and then the right... and then twists upside down to look under a desk directly to the right of sasazuka and harrow.
but it doesn't find anything, so it slowly pulls its head back into the other room with a disgusting slurping sort of sound.
now that you guys are properly in the room, you can see that this room too is very rusty, and metallic. there's a chalkboard on the far wall, or at least, there's half of one. the other half is on the floor. there are eight desks in the room, some bookshelves, some large toys and a toybox pushed into the corner of the room, and a piano in the other corner. above the piano is a vent.
the clicking footsteps resume in the room next door.]
Sheila doesn't move for several seconds after the creature retreats, holding her breath — and then she finally exhales. Vira is the one closest to her, so it is to her that she whispers:]
What the fuck was that?
[Everyone okay? Is our baby still crying...? Very important questions. While the others presumably start checking other shit out, she will look at the bookshelves. Is there anything on interest in them? Above, on the shelves, or behind them? Or are there only saucy novels in here?]
[ is that shit going to try to eat them too?? he hates it here.
but he gives harrow a look that basically just says "what" but yeah. they can't just stay here forever, so he'll adjust his hold on jingle and will go to check out the chalkboards. first, the piece that's on the floor to see if there's anything written on it, and then he will try to read what's on the other half.
[ she goes very tense and very still as the monster swings to close to comfort, before it disappears again. she doesn't have an answer for sheila—she has no idea what's happening here, or how they'll escape. ]
I'm not sure, and I'm in no hurry to find out.
[ which really goes without saying, but she probably can't hear sasazuka.
with sheila checking out the bookshelf, she'll look over some of the desks on their side. anything sticking out that they could use or might be interesting? ]
[Giving a look right back at Sasazuka. Be careful, idiot. She's answer him in an equally quiet voice - ]
We ought to figure out how to get up there, quickly.
[There's still other areas to check out, but she wants to secure a route for a quick escape first. So she's going to creep over to the piano, to see if there's an obvious way to climb it. If they stood on top of the piano, would they be able to reach the vent?]
[baby seems to not be crying anymore, at least! they also cling to sasazuka as he very quietly makes his way over to the chalkboards - they seem exhausted. there's nothing written on the chalkboards, but there are long claw marks through both halves.
the bookshelves are sparse. there are a few books, but they seem to be children's books, ones specifically meant to help kids learn how to read. next to one of these books is a delicate looking fan, made of jade. it seems like it's glued to the bookshelf, unfortunately.
there's a piece of paper sticking out of one of the desks. another desk has a bunch of arrows carved into the metal. they don't point in any particular direction, it just seems like maybe someone liked to draw the arrows part of a bow and arrow.
the piano has a bench! it seems like the easiest way to climb up. the vent is in fact reachable from the piano.
and also, as you're exploring, a sharp pang of hunger hits you.]
Sheila is just going to casually bite at her index finger. There is probably still leftover salsa on her hands, going into her mouth? It's fine. If the jade fan can't be removed and there is nothing poking out of any of the books or hidden around them, she will quietly shimmy over to check out the toys and toybox. Is there anything interesting over here?]
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I suppose it wasn't a very good toy if someone threw it out.
[ she's just going to keep an eye out for any weird shit trying to sneak up on them while they're all investigating. ]
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She weighs the dagger in her hand, a little fascinated, but starts when she's spoken to and notices jingle.]
. . . Does this belong to you? Would you like it?
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no, there's nothing in the bear. it's just a normal bear! a normal, not alarming bear. when she picks it up, she gets the sense that it's important to somebody. i also forgot to mention this earlier because i'm stupid but the cat toy also felt like it was important to someone when vira picked it up.
jingle squirms a little, making a rattle noise when harrow picks up the knife. they reach out their hands - which are unnaturally long - for the dagger.
i almost wrote togami instead of takeru because of you guys. anyway takeru can see that the inside of the room looks like a classroom when he looks in with his lighter. there's a very slow, deliberate clicking sound coming from further in the room.]
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Yeah, I can see why. Maybe the kid will be into it?
[Shrugs!! And picks the bear up, taking it with her to regroup with the rest of the gang.]
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[ he doesn't trust it even a tiny bit considering literally everything they just went through, but they must go forward. ]
Come on. We might as well go see what bullshit is going to jump at us next.
[ but he'll wait to see if harrow will give baby the knife or not, but if no one has any objections he'd go inside?? he will wait if they don't want to go in yet tho. ]
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there's no use standing out in the alleyway forever—they need to progress, even if they don't know what's waiting for them. she'll walk over to the others as well—she has no issues walking a few steps inside the room with sasazuka, provided no one objects. ]
A bedroom, a dining room, a classroom... what is the significance of all these places?
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And she'll stagger towards the door and follow Sassafras into the classroom. They may as well. But first she'll check the other snow piles to make sure there's not anything else cool in there.]
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but first, before that: harrow hands jingle the knife, and for takeru, there's a second where the world stops.
it's a gutpunch of sad. lost, terrified despair, the sense of being out in the snow and running with only the sound your own ragged breath to accompany you. you run and run and you can hear a horse behind you and you're crying, the tears freezing to your face, your mother won't come to see you anymore and you don't understand why, and you don't even know what your father looks like, or if he's alive, and you trip because you're so exhausted that you can't keep running --
the baby drops the knife, and it thuds into the ground.]
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Whoa. Guess the kid does not like knives.
[Following the others into the classroom. She will glance around to catalogue what furniture is in here. Maybe someone else should pick up the knife, because she will not. Oops.]
But how about [presenting Monobear to Jingle, wiggling it a bit and imitating a showman:] a teddy bear? Huh? Huh?
[Sorry, Takeru.]
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there isn't much of an outwardly reaction otherwise, other than his eyes widening in surprise as the foreign feeling hits him. when the knife drops and it stops, he continues to remain in place. it isn't until sheila offers the to jingle that sasazuka takes a reflexive step back, almost protective. ]
What the hell was that?
[ his tone is bewildered, and he's looking down at the knife and then at the baby. ]
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—Are you all right?
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[She's concerned, but also, the footsteps are worrying, given the other people they saw. She'll pick up the knife off the floor, hopefully not triggering more trauma, and try to hide behind some furniture.]
Come quickly. We ought to make sure we aren't seen before we see them.
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jingle looks at the bear, and then at sheila, and then at takeru - the bag on their head is... damp? around the eyes. they don't say anything, as usual, but they're holding onto takeru pretty tightly.
across the room, a door opens, and slowly, a grotesque face peers out from behind it. it's distorted and baggy in places, but it's easy to tell that there are something like stitching marks, or scars? across the face. it slides out from behind the door sideways, eyes wide and unblinking, followed by a heavy length of white-blue hair, and then... keeps peeking, keeps going, a long, long neck that just keeps extending further and further. it whips around like a snake, looking for the source of the noise.
harrow is hiding behind some furniture... what are the rest of you doing?]
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Between the background noise stopping and Harrow offering some sensible advise, Sheila will follow her lead and move behind whatever piece of furniture is closest to where they entered the room. She opens her mouth as if to say something to the others — but quickly thinks better of it when the other door opens. Hm. Time to stay, uh, very still?]
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he'll also follow behind the others, although admittedly probably slower than the rest since he's still kind of distracted by whatever the fuck that knife thing was. it's fine. ]
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but for now, she waits to make sure they all find cover. ]
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harrow, sasazuka and jingle are hidden behind a desk. sheila and vira end up behind a bookshelf, quiet. there's a long moment as the creature turns its head to the left... and then the right... and then twists upside down to look under a desk directly to the right of sasazuka and harrow.
but it doesn't find anything, so it slowly pulls its head back into the other room with a disgusting slurping sort of sound.
now that you guys are properly in the room, you can see that this room too is very rusty, and metallic. there's a chalkboard on the far wall, or at least, there's half of one. the other half is on the floor. there are eight desks in the room, some bookshelves, some large toys and a toybox pushed into the corner of the room, and a piano in the other corner. above the piano is a vent.
the clicking footsteps resume in the room next door.]
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Well, that was horrifying.
Sheila doesn't move for several seconds after the creature retreats, holding her breath — and then she finally exhales. Vira is the one closest to her, so it is to her that she whispers:]
What the fuck was that?
[Everyone okay? Is our baby still crying...? Very important questions. While the others presumably start checking other shit out, she will look at the bookshelves. Is there anything on interest in them? Above, on the shelves, or behind them? Or are there only saucy novels in here?]
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but he gives harrow a look that basically just says "what" but yeah. they can't just stay here forever, so he'll adjust his hold on jingle and will go to check out the chalkboards. first, the piece that's on the floor to see if there's anything written on it, and then he will try to read what's on the other half.
he talks veeery softly. ]
Do we need to escape through the vent again?
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I'm not sure, and I'm in no hurry to find out.
[ which really goes without saying, but she probably can't hear sasazuka.
with sheila checking out the bookshelf, she'll look over some of the desks on their side. anything sticking out that they could use or might be interesting? ]
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We ought to figure out how to get up there, quickly.
[There's still other areas to check out, but she wants to secure a route for a quick escape first. So she's going to creep over to the piano, to see if there's an obvious way to climb it. If they stood on top of the piano, would they be able to reach the vent?]
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the bookshelves are sparse. there are a few books, but they seem to be children's books, ones specifically meant to help kids learn how to read. next to one of these books is a delicate looking fan, made of jade. it seems like it's glued to the bookshelf, unfortunately.
there's a piece of paper sticking out of one of the desks. another desk has a bunch of arrows carved into the metal. they don't point in any particular direction, it just seems like maybe someone liked to draw the arrows part of a bow and arrow.
the piano has a bench! it seems like the easiest way to climb up. the vent is in fact reachable from the piano.
and also, as you're exploring, a sharp pang of hunger hits you.]
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Sheila is just going to casually bite at her index finger. There is probably still leftover salsa on her hands, going into her mouth? It's fine. If the jade fan can't be removed and there is nothing poking out of any of the books or hidden around them, she will quietly shimmy over to check out the toys and toybox. Is there anything interesting over here?]
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but if there's nothing else to find here, he will wander over to the piano. ]
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