Chapter 1: Abnormal Days

[iruy]

Attention! A body has been found! That's right, a body has been found! Report to the hallway on the way to the cafeteria! A body, I'm so proud!

[Maybe you go to the hallway. Standing in fear is Lev, staring at Jakub, who is holding Tony's bloodied corpse.]

Comments

[misspell]

[Her eyes are still red, but she's wandering into the pantry for something to eat anyways, and just the sight of pimple guy being wasteful about potatoes seems to agitate her.]

Oi. That's...that's really kinda gross, you know.

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

Uh?!

How is it gross?

I'm just...

[misspell]

You're picking out every single potato and then placing them back! Rude.

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

I'm just..!

...

My hands a-are clean.

[shows them to her]

And we'd...

[trails off; he doesn't know "peel", so he can't explain why if doesn't matter it he touches them now]

[misspell]

Still! [She lightly slaps his hands, not enough to hurt him, but to try to prevent him from reaching for the potatoes any longer]

That's still really rude! Besides, they're all potatoes! It's not like they're diff'rent colors and you want your favorite one or-or something!

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

No, but...


[looks away]

[she wouldn't understand]


[having come so close she might spot the small glass he put on the ground next to him; it already has a tiny bit of soil in it]

[misspell]

But what, hmmm? What do you have to say for yourself, Mister, uh...Yakakka?

[The small glass does catch her eye, uttering a short "hmm" to herself, she reaches out for it.]

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

Ah--!

[snatches it away and puts it on the ground on the other side of him]

[stares into her eyes]

Did...

Did you find out anything? About why Tony died? I mean... who...


[it's so hard to really grasp]

[one of them murdered her, on the first night after they all met]

[misspell]

[Snatched!]

Geez! Okay, okay um. Chill out, bro, I'm just...looking at your...plant thing?

[Whatever, she decides to move on to whatever he wants to talk about. He seems so shy and all, she really wants to help him get out of his shell! But kid really needs to work on his eye contact and sudden transitions. It's kind of unsettling.]

I-I mean, I guess someone actually took the announcement seriously. I thought it was just a joke but...but even if it was real, who'd do even do that, right?

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

Hm-m.

[keeps searching her eyes, God knows what for (he sure doesn't)]

Oh. Did you--

[no, it's not polite to ask people if they cried]

[stops staring at her and goes quiet]

[misspell]

Did I what?

[Honestly, he finds his intense eye contact creepy, but she'll give him a chance. If only he could actually communicate.]

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

[shakes his head]

It's sad that Tony is dead.

[this should be obvious, but he is so bad at being human, it really helps him to actually formulate such things]

...

Or maybe...

Who knows if maybe she is alright? Her body is dead, but, um...

[misspell]

...Yeah um. I don't think anyone could survive that...b-bro.

[What the hell are you talking about, Yakakka?]

uhn, cont.

[(Anonymous)]

[stares into her eyes]

If we find out who killed Tony.

[misspell]

[She's trying to subtly avoid your glare at this point.]

O-Of course! We're all Super High School Level, right? There must some Super High School Level Nerds around here!

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

Nerds..?

Ah, wait! I know - computer people? There is one? Do you think they can build something that will help us to find... [what was the word] ... clues?

...

What, um. What is your Super High School Level? If you want to say?

[misspell]

Kinda! They're like...really smart people. A lot of 'em are...totally uncool, but they're nice! I guess.

Oh! And I'm the Clarinetist. So I can bust out a-a...swaggy jazz solo but I'm not really that smart. Haha...ha...

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

[offers a weak smile]

I'm not smart too.

That's why...

[looks back at the potatoes]

[misspell]

You're a...Super High School Level Potato Farmer?

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

Oh, no! I'm a dendrologist! That is, um... I grow trees! But for the last two years I was hired by people who wanted to find out how to make apple trees strong against... tree illnesses? You know, insects and, ah... bacteriums who eat the trees? So they listened to me about which other trees to cross the apple trees with, but I was not allowed to grow them, they did that in laboratories! But I could always visit the trees when they had planted them. It was--

[realises how much he is talking and shuts up in embarrassment]

...

I--

I know nothing about potatoes.

[misspell]

[Uuuuuh...wow. Violet almost blinks in surprise, she actually has him talking to her. He must really like trees.]

Ah, that's fine! That's cool, that's cool, that's um...epic! Did ya have to do tree competitions too?

...But seriously, man. What's up with dem taters?

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

Tree competitions? No...

[picks up the small glass]

I, um.

I try to collect the soil?

I know that maybe I should do something else, but...

[looks in the direction where Tony's body lies]

I do not have much, ah... hope. I think nobody will admit it if they killed her.

1/2

[misspell]

Ooh! Ooh! Are you trying to plant a tree here? I'd be down! That's swiggity-swaggity extra...mega...super duper cool! This place could use a bit more scenery and stuff.

[misspell]

And um. I know some people are working on it...

I mean. We better figure it out, or else...or else we're all g-goners!

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

Hm-m...

[the smile that was starting to grow on his face at her tree approval fades as he goes quiet]

...

It doesn't feel real, right? Everything is happening so quickly. It doesn't feel as if our lives are only so short now...

If you think I can help your friends, can you tell them that I'll try?

[searches for eye contact again]