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Jan. 6th, 2013 05:05 pm
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 [GODDAMN THAT IS A BIG CHICKEN.]

[Sir Bertie Rooster peers down at the camera from where he's towering over its wielder, tilting his head back and forth as he considers his now tiny Mom. Arkady for her part giggles threadily at his confusion, then squeaks,]

Well! Clearly there's only one way to handle this situation!

[There is a faint flash of purple light, and Bertie suddenly calms, and settles down into a roost. The image blurs as Arkady hooks her communicator to her belt, runs over and proceeds to climb the chicken-mountain with little grunts. Once settled gripping his ruff, she gets out the communicator again and shows the view from the rooster's back.]

Onward, my chikken!

[And off he goes, walking out the door (which had been fortunately ajar) and wandering out into the hallway, occasionally letting out a rumbly cluck.]

Touko dear? Are you all right? I'm coming to check on you. 

Date: 2013-01-08 01:09 am (UTC)
syouko: ([touko] get out i'm on a deadline)
From: [personal profile] syouko
You don't have to follow me around.

video ---> spam?

Date: 2013-01-08 01:49 am (UTC)
syouko: ([touko] ohshi- i really did)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[Syo does know that Arkady can find her by reading minds, but Touko wasn't in that day. The conversation gets cut off, and Touko decides to make a break for it, hidden in a cabin next door she knows is usually empty technically it's assigned to Omar but lol he doesn't use it for anything. It looks like a derelict house but it's better than nowhere to hide. She'll try to come back to her own in a few hours when she thinks Arkady might have given up.]

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Date: 2013-01-08 02:11 am (UTC)
syouko: ([touko] ohshi- i really did)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[And for the second time in five minutes, what is even going on here. She knows Monobear could - back at school at least - pop up wherever he wanted, but this woman isn't a robot so far as she knows, even if she seems like one of Hagakure's "greys". She just stares for a moment, and unlike with Toto, she won't lower herself to better talk.]

So it doesn't matter what I do. People disappear at random.

[She's heard people asking around about Natasha, among a couple other rumors. Nobody wanting to sit with you at lunch means you learn how to listen, and here for once it's about things she really needs to know.]

If no one's getting hurt, I don't see why you care.

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Date: 2013-01-09 01:37 am (UTC)
syouko: (Default)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[She narrows her eyes at the little fairy and the chicken, which she tries to nudge away with her foot before it even nears her. This isn't going to end up like how she and Naegi did, where she told him secrets before he'd earned them. She just has to keep Arkady away long enough to make a break for it.]

It isn't sad. Most people want to get out of this prison. Even your kind, none of them are happy here.

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Date: 2013-01-10 04:39 am (UTC)
syouko: (biting thumb)
From: [personal profile] syouko
Whatever's happening here isn't really death. Everyone just gets back up like nothing happened a couple days later. It's the same as what put me here.

If I was dead, I wouldn't know anything, or I'd be somewhere a lot worse.

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Date: 2013-01-11 04:06 am (UTC)
syouko: ([touko] ohshi- i really did)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[Everyone's been insisting you die to get here, but Touko knows she couldn't have. She remembers the dead girl in the garden, but after that, nothing. For weeks, the suspicion's been building, and Arkady clearly knows enough to give her the answer. So when she speaks, she's bitter, but thinking it through.]

Did she get me into trouble I don't know anything about? She had to have, and you know all about it.

Tell me what you know. Do what you say your job is.

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Date: 2013-01-13 04:10 am (UTC)
syouko: (Default)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[She shakes her head, nose wrinkled in disdain. She remembers the fake suicide note Monobear shared around after the Ogre killed herself. For all she knows, the Admiral might use the gaps in her mind to stir her up in the same way.] I don't trust anything this place would let me read.

But what else can I do? Let you inside my head?

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Date: 2013-01-13 06:03 am (UTC)
syouko: ([touko] ohshi- i really did)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[That climbing into heads is a real possibility, rather than the subject of a sarcastic retort, is part of what Syo knows, not Touko. The idea makes her skin crawl a little bit, but it isn't her head, is it? Maybe she should find out what kind of madness this is. She slouches to the floor, leaning against the wall with one of her hands out listlessly. Bertie might take it as an invitation even if it isn't.]

I'm sure there's plenty of room in there. [The malice is almost a reflex rather than intended.]

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Date: 2013-01-14 03:05 am (UTC)
syouko: ([touko] get out i'm on a deadline)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[She's slouched against a basket now and tilts her head backwards, trying to get up, only for a wrinkled sheet to fall back on her face. She looks at it before she can help it, but can't read a word. What this means, she doesn't know, but isn't too sure about it.]

What is this?

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Date: 2013-01-14 11:06 pm (UTC)
syouko: (Default)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[She crumples the paper back up and tosses it into the basket, but slides forward a few feet to get a better look at the television.]

If it's what I know, how does it get in your head?

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Date: 2013-01-16 05:27 am (UTC)
syouko: (Default)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[She's skeptical, it's clear, and shrugs, not trying to communicate anything except that she doesn't get how this works.]

Don't believe my file. [She accidentally sends.]

Re: spam

Date: 2013-01-17 05:47 am (UTC)
syouko: (Default)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[This telepathy stuff is creepy. Playing with the occult's fun when it's just a game, but she doesn't want to get into it now that it's real.]

What got me here?

Re: spam

Date: 2013-01-21 04:08 am (UTC)
syouko: ([touko] wistful)
From: [personal profile] syouko
[Touko gives the remote a skeptical look before switching channels, but Channel 20 is a view of the hallway of a school she knows well, the camera bobbing in what seems to her to be a clear imitation of someone running along as fast as they can. If it wasn't clear enough what this was supposed to be, the station identifier in the corner is an 8-bit portrait of a girl with glasses and braids that swing as she runs, the same girl as was on her door before she smashed it. There's a date and timer above it: the day she arrived at Hope's Peak.

She turns the sound up to hear the girl breathing hard and grumbling about how of
course she was late on her first day, and bites her tongue, knowing what's coming next. Instead of her blacking out when she smacks into the pillar, though, a boy in white who's shouting at her for running helps her up and pushes her through a set of double doors. There are hundreds of people inside - mostly her age - and on the stage, a middle-aged man has started to drone about the flower of the new generation gathered here today.

Touko hits the pause button and turns to Arkady, still trying to look skeptical.]


It's like a dream. It's all made up of things I've seen before, people I know. What you see and what you've read all blend together to create dreams based on your subconscious fears and desires. That's all this is.

[That's what she wants to be true.]

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