obssesednuker
Commander of 10 Million Men
- Location
- In the Kremlin, activating Perimtr.
I want to convince Midori to believe that we're hanging around as a magical ghost so we can have someone whose (relatively) normal to associate with.
Magical Girl Phantom Ascension
- Thread starter SpoopyGhost
- Start date
- Original
Ultramandalore
Errant Quester
- Location
- just south of Parts Unknown
[X] Get her attention... somehow.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
- Location
- St. Petersburg
And if I recall right your idea is to show up in a mirror, in the bathroom, behind her.
Is it a feat that is impossible to replicate with magic? If not, why would that convince her of anything except that you keep pestering her for no good reason?
I mean, it's not like I am against a confrontation, since we can likely prove our idenity in several ways, but... it doesn't look like the intended consequence of our action?
obssesednuker
Commander of 10 Million Men
- Location
- In the Kremlin, activating Perimtr.
I mean, ideally she'd turn around and then see nothing, then look back at the mirror and see us, and then put 2-and-2 together. But arguably anything we do could be written off as "magic"...
*shrug*
[X] Get her attention... somehow.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
Ivan the Not-so-Terrible
AH MEW CHEEKI BREEKI I V DAMKE
- Location
- Mikonyan’s USSR
[X] Get her attention... somehow.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
OffBrandANON
eldritch horror, pink flamingo
- Location
- California, USA
- Pronouns
- She/Her/They/Them
[X] Get her attention... somehow.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
ExquisiteTopHat
Lined with 🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️
- Location
- Planet Earth
- Pronouns
- She/Her/It/Its
[X] Get her attention... somehow.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
There is no way this doesn't somehow backfire horribly.
I'm in.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
There is no way this doesn't somehow backfire horribly.
I'm in.
They never said we couldn't, better to ask for forgiveness than permission and all that.
From what little we've seen of them though they seem like they'd be about as open as you can expect to it.
But the only way to find out is ask the QM I guess. These are things Kukuko would know so it makes sense to just ask.
@SpoopyGhost
What kind of people are Kikuko's parents?
- How does Kikuko think they would react if she came out as gay?
- What are their beliefs on ghosts, aliens and demons?
- What's their religion if any and how into it are they?
- How does Kikuko think they would react if she wasn't really dead but was actually a magical ghost girl?
[X] Get her attention... somehow.
Midori has pretty much shown she's going to be skeptical and anything we do could just be seen as a magical girl power. That being said we don't really lose anything by trying to communicate. Trying to write will either give us the ability to interact with the physical world as a ghost or do nothing so that sounds like a good enough idea.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
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[X] Just wait and observe for now
Unseelie
(Verified True Fae)
- Location
- Tír fo Thuinn
Could you all stop giving this funny ratings or at least explain why? I'm starting to feel ridiculed.
ColdGoldLazarus
Contrary Quester, Spreadsheet Queen, Pink Flamingo
- Location
- Challenger Deep
- Pronouns
- She/Her
The phrasing. I think you meant to say that in Japan, the classmates you have in homeroom share all your other classes for the day, but the way it's phrased, it sounds like you're saying you share your class with every person in all of Japan.
obssesednuker
Commander of 10 Million Men
- Location
- In the Kremlin, activating Perimtr.
Yeah, that's actually what I thought you were saying at the time I rated the post and never thought to revoke it.
Unseelie
(Verified True Fae)
- Location
- Tír fo Thuinn
I don't quite see how the sentence can be read that way, but thanks.
- Location
- USA
[X] Get her attention... somehow.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
mCooperative
meanderingCephalopod
- Location
- Back in Mitakihara after like 1000 years.
[X] Get her attention... somehow.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
This is going to go interestingly in Ways, but on the other hand I think it's a bit better than haunting her in the bathroom. Haunting anyone you don't really know in the bathroom just seems weird to me. Haunting anyone you do know in the bathroom kinda seems weird to me tbh. And I'm in support of making contact.
-[X] Write a message in the corner of her notebook
--[X]"thank you for caring"
This is going to go interestingly in Ways, but on the other hand I think it's a bit better than haunting her in the bathroom. Haunting anyone you don't really know in the bathroom just seems weird to me. Haunting anyone you do know in the bathroom kinda seems weird to me tbh. And I'm in support of making contact.
I do have to question haunting her at all. We already told her our message, she told us to go away. Following her and repeating ourselves so she's forced to confront us, instead of giving her time to process while coincidentally being in the same place as her (it was our school too), doesn't strike me as productive - likely she'll just lash out even worse.
SpoopyGhost
Undead Demi Kuudere Tsundere
- Location
- Your Haunted Attic
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Being sick is not fun, but the update is on its way.
Ah, my mistake. Let's just say it's a setup unique to this school, then.
In brief: a bit out-of-touch, but well meaning. Old fashioned in some ways, but surprisingly less so in others, making it difficult to predict their likely opinions on any given issue. Kikuko does know they aren't terribly spiritual; the family follows Shinto traditions, but at the bare minimum.
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SpoopyGhost
Undead Demi Kuudere Tsundere
- Location
- Your Haunted Attic
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Inserted tally - Voting is locked.
ColdGoldLazarus
Contrary Quester, Spreadsheet Queen, Pink Flamingo
- Location
- Challenger Deep
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I'm looking forward to meeting Orange... and curious what the other poems/incantations will be like.
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2C - Passing Notes In Class
SpoopyGhost
Undead Demi Kuudere Tsundere
- Location
- Your Haunted Attic
- Pronouns
- She/Her
You want to talk to her; isn't that why you came in the first place? But the question is how to do so, given your current state. You can't whisper in her ear, given that you screamed in your brother's face last night without him noticing. You could maybe transform and speak to her, but not in public; you'd need to wait until she's on her own again.
You continue to mull this over as class begins; the math teacher lectures about something or other, and you pay about as much attention as you normally did, which is to say very little. You attempt to observe Midori, but she's taking notes intently, head down enough that her bangs hide her face. You can't read her like this, and you can't think of any way to get her attention that won't disrupt the rest of the class.
"Kazane-san, please come to the board and do sections 4 and 5." Your ponderings are interrupted as Midori stands to do so. She breezes through the problems quickly and easily, and the scratching of the chalk gives you an idea. Hesitantly, you slip over to her desk, and find her notebook lying open. You're not sure what you expected to see, but the completely normal class notes with not a single sign of the previous night's turmoil scares you somehow even more than any alternatives. Grabbing the pencil and glancing about to make sure nobody is looking your way, you scribble a brief message into the margins.
Thank you for caring.
That done, you sneak back to your own seat (You could just walk back normally since nobody can see you anyway, but it feels appropriate somehow) and watch as she finishes the last equation. She turns and bows, giving the class a shy smile, and you find yourself freezing up. Much like with her notebook, she seems frighteningly normal despite all that's happened, and you're not sure what to think anymore.
She returns to her seat as the teacher calls someone else up to the board, and you watch her every move intently. She doesn't seem to notice your message at first, looking back over her notes with a frown, ready to flip to the next page… and then she spots it, going still. She glances up and around the classroom, and you see her eyes are wide with confusion. She looks back down at the notebook for several long moments, before her gaze slowly lifts toward your desk. Victory.
After that, class progresses normally, and you're wracked with nervousness as she returns to her note-taking without any further indication she is aware of your presence. Did she not notice after all? Does she maybe think it was a prank played by another student? Or did she see and is just ignoring you?
Your worries are only put to rest once class ends; Midori is one of the first to get up to leave, and she drops a piece of paper as she passes your seat. You snatch it up before anyone can see, hiding it against the desk's underside until the room has mostly cleared, before surreptitiously unfolding it.
If you're really here, meet me at the roof gardens over lunch.
Your school is one of few that permits students on the roof, albeit only because of the double ring of fences around the edges, and it somehow turned into the territory of the Botany Club, to the point that a sink, garden shed, and a decent-sized plot of dirt were installed a few years back. You'd heard rumors that in return, the club contributed certain crops to the school lunches, but you frankly doubted they actually had the resources to do so. Either way, it's a fairly nice spot, but thankfully usually pretty empty during the upcoming lunch period. You're worried the club members may be taking their meals up there, but you suppose that's a bridge to cross once you've reached it. So it is that you slip out the door on the heels of the last student, and make your way up to the fourth floor; the roof access stairs are separate from the main staircase.
Unfortunately, you run into a roadblock on the way; the crowd clumping up ahead with no way to easily get around. You hesitantly push your way through the blockade on one side, only to come to a halt yourself as you see what's stopped them. The art club room door is ajar, and you can hear yelling from inside; a moment later, a desk and chair comes flying out the doorway, crashing into the opposite wall and leaving a dent in the plaster, before settling to a halt in the middle of the hall. A moment later, someone storms out after, stomping one foot down on the chair and glaring at the assembled crowd.
It doesn't take long to recognize her; Akashi Hotaru is the other big reason you never joined the Art Club. With a skirt that stretches down to her ankles in violation of the rules, a too-small serafuku that leaves her tight abs exposed, the spiked bracelets and choker around her neck, and her sleeves mostly torn off at the shoulders, she's an intense throwback to the classical Sukeban Delinquient, especially with her ever-present bamboo staff. Her reddish-pink hair is tied back in a long ponytail that spools down to just above the floor, and she wears a constant sneer.
When she first arrived, many thought her appearance was some sort of joke, but she quickly proved herself to be genuinely terrifying, singlehandedly thrashing the soccer team bloody when they tried to go after her; three of the boys had even missed a few weeks due to hospitalization. After that, nobody dared invoke her wrath, and even the teachers seemed hesitant to attempt to discipline her. You yourself had done your best to avoid so much as being in the same room as her, and when she'd 'joined' the Art club, (reportedly, simply walked in one day and plunked down without having done the paperwork, glaring at anyone who looked like they'd challenge her presence) that had been the nail in the coffin of your already-wilting desire to join.
"ALRIGHT!" she roars, pointing at a huge gash through the desk, which you realize suddenly was the one you accidentally vandalized last night, during your fight with the corrupted spirit. "WHICH OF YOU FUCKS BROKE MY DESK?"
Another boy walks out of the art club room, cowering but trying to speak calmly. "I'm sure it wasn't intentional; someone might have accidentally knocked something over onto it."
His attempts to placate the situation backfire, as Hotaru grabs him by the throat and pulls him close, hissing in his face. "Oh, I'm suuure it was just an accident. You've always been tryin' to git me kicked out of there, haven't you? I'm sure this was 'yer doing, Daido! Well, now you've gone TOO FAR!" She raises a fist, he whimpers, and you feel your stomach drop.
What do you do?
> Intervene. (You're terrified, but this is indirectly your fault. You may be a little late to the meeting with Midori, but maybe if you can use your ghostly invisibility to throw Hotaru off, you can stop her from killing this other kid. Plus, didn't you face so much worse than her last night…?)
> Indirectly Intervene (Pull the fire alarm; it should be a good distraction to Hotaru without making you late.)
> Ignore it. (You did nothing wrong, and you don't want to get on her bad side even now that you're dead. You have a meeting to get to, anyway, and this makes for a good distraction...)
You continue to mull this over as class begins; the math teacher lectures about something or other, and you pay about as much attention as you normally did, which is to say very little. You attempt to observe Midori, but she's taking notes intently, head down enough that her bangs hide her face. You can't read her like this, and you can't think of any way to get her attention that won't disrupt the rest of the class.
"Kazane-san, please come to the board and do sections 4 and 5." Your ponderings are interrupted as Midori stands to do so. She breezes through the problems quickly and easily, and the scratching of the chalk gives you an idea. Hesitantly, you slip over to her desk, and find her notebook lying open. You're not sure what you expected to see, but the completely normal class notes with not a single sign of the previous night's turmoil scares you somehow even more than any alternatives. Grabbing the pencil and glancing about to make sure nobody is looking your way, you scribble a brief message into the margins.
Thank you for caring.
That done, you sneak back to your own seat (You could just walk back normally since nobody can see you anyway, but it feels appropriate somehow) and watch as she finishes the last equation. She turns and bows, giving the class a shy smile, and you find yourself freezing up. Much like with her notebook, she seems frighteningly normal despite all that's happened, and you're not sure what to think anymore.
She returns to her seat as the teacher calls someone else up to the board, and you watch her every move intently. She doesn't seem to notice your message at first, looking back over her notes with a frown, ready to flip to the next page… and then she spots it, going still. She glances up and around the classroom, and you see her eyes are wide with confusion. She looks back down at the notebook for several long moments, before her gaze slowly lifts toward your desk. Victory.
After that, class progresses normally, and you're wracked with nervousness as she returns to her note-taking without any further indication she is aware of your presence. Did she not notice after all? Does she maybe think it was a prank played by another student? Or did she see and is just ignoring you?
Your worries are only put to rest once class ends; Midori is one of the first to get up to leave, and she drops a piece of paper as she passes your seat. You snatch it up before anyone can see, hiding it against the desk's underside until the room has mostly cleared, before surreptitiously unfolding it.
If you're really here, meet me at the roof gardens over lunch.
Your school is one of few that permits students on the roof, albeit only because of the double ring of fences around the edges, and it somehow turned into the territory of the Botany Club, to the point that a sink, garden shed, and a decent-sized plot of dirt were installed a few years back. You'd heard rumors that in return, the club contributed certain crops to the school lunches, but you frankly doubted they actually had the resources to do so. Either way, it's a fairly nice spot, but thankfully usually pretty empty during the upcoming lunch period. You're worried the club members may be taking their meals up there, but you suppose that's a bridge to cross once you've reached it. So it is that you slip out the door on the heels of the last student, and make your way up to the fourth floor; the roof access stairs are separate from the main staircase.
Unfortunately, you run into a roadblock on the way; the crowd clumping up ahead with no way to easily get around. You hesitantly push your way through the blockade on one side, only to come to a halt yourself as you see what's stopped them. The art club room door is ajar, and you can hear yelling from inside; a moment later, a desk and chair comes flying out the doorway, crashing into the opposite wall and leaving a dent in the plaster, before settling to a halt in the middle of the hall. A moment later, someone storms out after, stomping one foot down on the chair and glaring at the assembled crowd.
It doesn't take long to recognize her; Akashi Hotaru is the other big reason you never joined the Art Club. With a skirt that stretches down to her ankles in violation of the rules, a too-small serafuku that leaves her tight abs exposed, the spiked bracelets and choker around her neck, and her sleeves mostly torn off at the shoulders, she's an intense throwback to the classical Sukeban Delinquient, especially with her ever-present bamboo staff. Her reddish-pink hair is tied back in a long ponytail that spools down to just above the floor, and she wears a constant sneer.
When she first arrived, many thought her appearance was some sort of joke, but she quickly proved herself to be genuinely terrifying, singlehandedly thrashing the soccer team bloody when they tried to go after her; three of the boys had even missed a few weeks due to hospitalization. After that, nobody dared invoke her wrath, and even the teachers seemed hesitant to attempt to discipline her. You yourself had done your best to avoid so much as being in the same room as her, and when she'd 'joined' the Art club, (reportedly, simply walked in one day and plunked down without having done the paperwork, glaring at anyone who looked like they'd challenge her presence) that had been the nail in the coffin of your already-wilting desire to join.
"ALRIGHT!" she roars, pointing at a huge gash through the desk, which you realize suddenly was the one you accidentally vandalized last night, during your fight with the corrupted spirit. "WHICH OF YOU FUCKS BROKE MY DESK?"
Another boy walks out of the art club room, cowering but trying to speak calmly. "I'm sure it wasn't intentional; someone might have accidentally knocked something over onto it."
His attempts to placate the situation backfire, as Hotaru grabs him by the throat and pulls him close, hissing in his face. "Oh, I'm suuure it was just an accident. You've always been tryin' to git me kicked out of there, haven't you? I'm sure this was 'yer doing, Daido! Well, now you've gone TOO FAR!" She raises a fist, he whimpers, and you feel your stomach drop.
What do you do?
> Intervene. (You're terrified, but this is indirectly your fault. You may be a little late to the meeting with Midori, but maybe if you can use your ghostly invisibility to throw Hotaru off, you can stop her from killing this other kid. Plus, didn't you face so much worse than her last night…?)
> Indirectly Intervene (Pull the fire alarm; it should be a good distraction to Hotaru without making you late.)
> Ignore it. (You did nothing wrong, and you don't want to get on her bad side even now that you're dead. You have a meeting to get to, anyway, and this makes for a good distraction...)
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