Mood Dance

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Scenario:
Shiroiwa Junior high school will host a school Dance for class 9-B, aka, the previous 'Program' contestants. It's up to you to finish the tale~

All OOC discussion regarding the roleplay can occur [[Only admins are allowed to see this link]]!


Rules:

• Please make sure that you make it clear who you are role playing as. As me and Animality Opera have added an image of your chosen character in the beginning of our posts to indicate who we role play as. You should look through our previous role plays to understand what i mean.
  
  
• You don’t have to make two/three different accounts if you have more than one character, though; just include your characters in your signature or something.
  
  
• Anyone is welcome to watch the dance. However, you can only watch the dance roleplay thread, not post in it.
  But you are certainly free to post anywhere else, including an OOC thread for the dance where everyone can discuss what’s happening.
  
  
• The dance will be going on all morning/day/night; you are free to pop in whenever you can and other players will do their best to work around your character should you be absent for any span of time. Considering all the different timezones we have between us, this is the simplest solution.
  
  
• Roleplay will be in third person, but casual. But that means it will be slightly different than the chat room. You do not have to worry about the quantity or quality of your posting; so long as you get the point across to describe what your character is doing, and of course include whatever dialogue is applicable just as you would in the chat room.
  
  
• There will not be a posting order, but you will want to take care before posting each response. Since there will be many people participating, try not to post too quickly so that, say, you and one other player don’t end up making an entire page of roleplay without anybody else. And before posting something, you’ll want to check to see if any new posts have come up while you’ve been making yours, so that you can adjust your response accordingly.

Sorry for stealing most of your post, Ree-chan!


Guest list:

• Yoshio Akamatsu
  
• Keita Iijima
  
• Tatsumichi Oki
  
• Toshinori Oda
  
• Shogo Kawada
  
• Kazuo Kiriyama - Madame Massacre
  
• Kazuo Kiriyama - Animality Opera
  
• Yoshitoki Kuninobu - Yoshimi Kuninobu
  
• Yoji Kuramoto
  
• Hiroshi Kuronaga
  
• Ryuhei Sasagawa - Madame Massacre
  
• Hiroki Sugimura
  
• Yutaka Seto
  
• Yuichiro Takiguchi
  
• Show Tsukioka
  
• Shuya Nanahara - Shuya Nanahara
  
• Kazushi Niida - Madame Massacre
  
• Mitsuru Numai
  
• Tadakatsu Hatagami
  
• Shinji Mimura
  
• Kyoichi Motobuchi
  
• Kazuhiko Yamamoto

• Mizuho Inada
  
• Yukie Utsumi - Yukie
  
• Megumi Eto
  
• Sakura Ogawa
  
• Izumi Kanai
  
• Yukiko Kitano
  
• Yumiko Kusaka
  
• Kayoko Kotohiki
  
• Yuko Sakaki
  
• Hirono Shimizu
  
• Mitsuko Souma - Mitsuko Souma
  
• Haruka Tanizawa
  
• Takako Chigusa
  
• Mayumi Tendo
  
• Noriko Nakagawa - Noriko Nakagawa
  
• Yuka Nakagawa
  
• Satomi Noda
  
• Fumiyo Fujoyoshi
  
• Chisato Matsui - Animality Opera
  
• Kaori Minami
  
• Yoshimi Yahagi - Yoshimi Kuninobu

Along with his 'date,' Kazuo Kiriyama exited their vehicle - Which, unsurprisingly enough was a Gaudy, Black limousine driven by the usual Chauffeur - Ahead of their gaze, was the queue to the Gymnasium.
Kazuo could feel the blood lust oozing from his 'date,' the film-verse Kiriyama. He knew that now was not the best time for his counterpart to fulfil his goal - To murder the boy who blinded him, Shinji Mimura and the boy who killed him, Shogo Kawada - Kazuo stretched his arm in front of his Messier counterpart, a gesture to halt.
"You're forgetting something," the refined youth uttered blankly.

Yukie Utsumi stood outside the gym door with a clipboard and a pen. The Representative wore a lavish orange dress with her hair put into a french braid.
"Enjoy the dance!" She said to a girl as she checked her name off the clipboard. Yukie had been planning this dance for weeks and was satisfied at how well it turned out. Now all she had to do has check people's tickets at the door for the next half hour and then she could enjoy the dance she worked so hard to make happen.

When the Kiriyama pair exited their vehicle - a sleek, black car driven by his counterpart's chauffeur - the line to get into the school was visible ahead. Being a transfer, Kazuo had never actually been to Shiroiwa Junior High School. The thought vaguely worried him that he didn't know his way around as well as the others here. But hopefully it wouldn't matter... If he was quick enough in the gymnasium where the dance was held, his select two targets wouldn't be going anywhere else.

His fingers twitched restlessly at his sides. One hand lifted to tug at his collar consciously. Beneath a black jacket, red vest, white dress shirt - the one from his school uniform, in fact, though that was barely noticeable for now beneath everything else - and his bulletproof vest, not to mention his red tie, the young man was already warm, and he wasn't even inside yet. Though he looked forward to getting out of most of his layers, it was not the unusual amount of dress clothes making him fidgety. It was not like Kazuo Kiriyama to be nervous - certainly not about killing. But truth be told, crowds and social gatherings made him rather anxious. He knew he was different. And most of all, in this instance, he knew nobody wanted him at this dance. Nobody besides his 'date', at least: his own counterpart, Kazuo Kiriyama, the Kiriyama originating from the Program's novel. Sometimes said to be the original Kiriyama, but the Kazuo originating from the Program's film detested looking at it that way.

He still didn't understand why his counterpart had wanted him at the dance, anyways. Novel-verse Kiriyama was supposed to be something like a genius. Surely, he was smart enough to know his movie counterpart was a constant threat to others' - especially Class 9-B's - lives. But then... novel-verse Kiriyama had even agreed to allow the deaths of two students at the dance. His sense of morals appeared to fluctuate at times. It was perplexing, to say the least. Then again, maybe those two deaths didn't matter that much because nearly all of the dance's attendee's were, technically, already dead anyways.

But they mattered to movie-verse Kazuo. They mattered more than he tried to let on, even through his blatant hatred of boy #19, Shinji Mimura, and boy #5, Shogo Kawada.

He felt a familiar itch under his skin as he eyed the line of students; a kind of ache akin to hunger, but Kazuo was not hungry for food. Gaze sweeping the line for his targets, he moved to step forward, but his counterpart brought an arm against his chest to lightly but nonetheless sternly stop him.

Kazuo paused, brows knitting somewhat, but then recalled what his counterpart meant. His gaze flickered for the line of kids again, but he turned to his counterpart and nodded, then giving an almost defeated-sounding sigh. They had agreed their little experiment would be better conducted in private so none of their classmates would see the results... If they turned out for the worst, nobody had to know. The wild-haired youth took a quick glance around before turning to stride toward the left of the school's entrance, then around the corner where they would be in shadow, expecting his 'date' to follow. Inevitably, he eyed the line of students again as he passed, but was at enough of a distance he hoped none of them would notice.

Once around the corner, Kazuo presented his hand with a grasping motion, dark eyes meeting his counterpart's. "Give it."

Novel-verse Kiriyama appeared to reach for something at his belt, but paused. "... I could do it just as well."

"Shut up and hand it over," snapped novel-verse Kiriyama's 'date', impatience seeping into his features. Kazuo could feel his heart stuttering with excitement at the idea of a weapon in hand. His counterpart was holding the weapons since he was not the Kiriyama who was going to be searched upon entry. Kazuo's submachine gun, however, awaited him inside the school, having been hidden away earlier in the day. It had been some trouble sneaking in without his counterpart's help... but he had managed, and was also confident he had covered his tracks just as well.

Yoshitoki Kuninobu was waiting for her partner in front of the door. He was straight as a stick because of the nerves, which were visible in his sweaty face. He wore a black suit with a tie of Noriko's favorite color: purple. He wanted to remove it as soon as possible: he felt he would suffocate.
He saw the Kiriyamas, paying particular attention at Movie Kiriyama. He knew something would go wrong because of him.

There are two things that was needed to be done.

First was Souma's bet which was easy enough...ha,ha,ha...what was Kayoko talking about. Sure she practiced in the mirror but doing it with Sugi, well that was different.

Anyway, back to bussiness, Kayoko, the second thing that needed to be done was to get revenge on Kiriyama, and she got a foolproof plan on how to do thing. Thank Mom for finishing early since when she went to the TV, she saw a clip of a mecha anime. It will so awesome, and its definetely foolproof.

Ha,ha,ha...Sugimura-Kayoko combo, here we come!



"Ka-Kayoko?"

Oops, there she goes again. This has been the third time that she faze out into her own thoughts.

"Sorry...I can be a clutz sometimes....ha,ha,ha..." She paced towards him. Sugimura looked down at her, then scratched his fun. He was wearing a black tuxedo while she wore a yellow sleeveless dress that Mom gave her with a kitty bandanna to top it all.

"Thanks for going with me..." He gulped.

"Ha,ha...no worries about that. This will be fun." She turned towards him, and then sighed to herself.





Remember the deal, Kayoko.

Don't worry...I won't.

A pause, before novel-verse Kiriyama finally removed a switchblade from his belt, probably something borrowed from one of his 'family' members. He offered it to his 'date', who snatched it from his grip immediately and flicked the blade out.

Megumi Eto stood nervously at the enterance. Her short shaded pink dress swirling around her as wind rushed past. She watched as one by one her classmates gave in their tickets and walked inside. She looked around the crowd, searching for her friends. She couldn't see Noriko as she ran her eyes through the crowded line. She turned her attention back to the front and smoothed out her hair, adjusting her clip.

When she finally got to the front she handed in her ticket and smiled at the class rep, Yukie Utsumi. Megumi exchanged greetings with Yukie and walked inside slowly. As she walked in she nervously played with the hem of her dress, which reached just above her fingertips. She walked inside, hoping to spot someone she could talk with. God, she wished someone had asked her so she didn't have to be dateless. She really hoped she'd get a invite from her school crush but then again she knew she wouldn't anyway. He already had so many girls chasing him. Megumi pursed her lips and walked ahead into the gym.

Megumi was dazed by the beautiful scenery around her. Lights flashed over the gym which had been turned into a beautiful dance floor. She stared at the ceiling which had bright lights flashing down, upon the dance floor. She continued walking, making sure not to trip on her new black heels, which were a little too high for her. Megumi smiled as she looked at all the flashing lights. Maybe this night would be better then she thought, she might even get to dance with her crush. Megumi smiled at the thought and continued to walk closer, smiling all the way.

Noriko Nakagawa flattened out the ends of her navy blue dress and poked her head inside the door leading to the gym. After the talk all week of how excited everyone was, the atmosphere was amazing, and so were the decorations. She could already tell the night was going to be amazing.

She was delighted to see some of her fellow students were already in the gym, but Noriko was only looking for one familiar face. She clutched the bag of cookies in her hand, the butterflies in her stomach only increasing. Noriko took a look at the people who were just arriving, and just a bit farther from where she was standing, she spotted her date: Yoshitoki Kuninobu. The young girl felt slightly embarrassed that she didn't realize he was standing so nearby.

"Yoshitoki! Hello!" Noriko shouted out, finding it hard to keep the excitement out of her voice. She ran over towards her date and beamed.

"N-Noriko!!" His voice trembled, so he cleared his throat coughing. Noriko was especially beautiful that day, he thought, and she wore blue... He blushed to think that she was chosen this dress because blue was his favorite color.

"Let's go inside..." He approached her and took her hand. He trembled completely.

Noriko giggled as she saw how flustered Yoshitoki seemed to be, finding it adorable. She gasped a little and blushed as he took a hold of her hand. Noriko then smiled, and squeezed back as she entered the gym with her date.

When he looked at all the decorations, he thought that Yukie had done a good job, but he couldn't look away from Noriko. His embarrassment increased when he noticed that she looked at he.

"Eh... hm... Everything is very nice, don't you think?"

Maybe when Shuya came, he wouldn't be so nervous.

Judging by the chatter and vibe from the other students, it was easy to tell that everyone was having a great time, but Noriko wasn't looking at any of them. Her gaze was focused on Yoshitoki. She felt a bit embarrassed when he caught her looking, and asked her a question.

"It's wonderful! Yukie did an amazing job..." Noriko replied, and then nervously laughed. She just remembered the cookies she was holding in her other hand. She looked down at them and then back to Yoshitoki. With a sudden movement, she pushed the little bag of cookies at him.

"Here! It's not much, but I thought it would be a nice thank you for being my date..." Noriko told him, a small smile forming on her face.

Yoshitoki opened even more his eyes in shock, he didn't expect that noriko will give him cookies, so he was radiant with happiness.

"T-Thanks!" he picked up a cookie and took it to his mouth. Then he dared to stoop a bit to kiss on her cheek.

Noriko smiled when she saw that her cookie idea went down well, but when Yoshitoki suddenly kissed her on the cheek, she let out a cry of surprise. Her face only grew redder, and she smiled even brighter.

"I'm glad you liked them!" she said happily. Noriko took another look around the gym. She spotted her other classmates looking for their dates, or chatting with friends. The Kiriyamas were already there, and she felt a pang of fear.

With a shrug, Noriko took a hold of Yoshitoki's hand again. She decided no matter what one of the Kiriyamas was planning tonight, she decided that she would enjoy it as much as she could, and that wouldn't be difficult for now, especially with Yoshitoki by her side.

She already spotted Souma looking at her with that big grin of her.

This was after they greeted Yukie and signed the board. Other than a few classmates who weren't gone such as Yoshio Akamatsu, the placed was pack full. This was adorable. The last time she had seen her classmates like this was on the bus towards the program but this time (Kayoko clapped) there would be no kills.

This will be pure fun, nothing more but after she spotted Souma, she gulped



Kayoko, this is it. This is the real deal! You have to do this or else...its the clients




She took Souma's smile as a sign that this was it before looking at Sugimura. He had his face straight, eyes towards Chigusa who was having another talk or argument with Souma. She followed Sugi's , and remember what Taka had told her a few days ago.

The first thing Mitsuko thought of as she entered the crowded gymnasium was her intense hatred of music. After she cleared the music out of her head, the next thing she noticed was the lack of Takako.

She sighed. This was going to be boring until Takako arrived. She could still torment some of the other classmates until then. Maybe she'll start with Kayoko, who she has a bet with. Yes, she'll be easy to torment, and with the boy-scout as her date Mitsuko can torment both of them.

She saw Kayoko's nervous eyes flicker towards her and Mitsuko sent a grin to her.

Then Mitsuko found Noriko and Yoshitoki standing together and holding hands. How sweet, she thought. She had other plans for the night that didn't need to wait for Takako.

Then she finally found what she was looking for, the punch bowl. Mitsuko smiled and pulled a tiny bag with extacy tablets out of her shoe. She told everyone she wouldn't spike the punch. Once a bad girl always a bad girl, Mitsu.

She walked up to the punch bowl with the tiny bag clutched in her hand. To avoid suspicion she got herself a cup of punch. Then she started crushing the extacy tablets. Before she put the powder in, she thought, This is it Mitsu, the night is about to get so much more fun.

Yoshimi came running into the room, she thought she was late to the dance. But there were only a few people inside.

She looked around, hoping to find Mitsuko or Sakura, and she found Mitsuko next to the pounch, so Yoshimi approached to her.

"Hello!" she said "What are you doing?"

Mitsuko flinched as Yoshimi came up to her before she could spike the ounch. Dammit! It was going so well! No interference but then Yoshimi came! Mitsuko quickly clutched the tiny bag in it;s head so that it would not be visible.

"Just getting some punch and waiting for Takako, Yoshimi." She said.

She was going to have to wait a little bit. This complicates things.

My last post for tonight...can anyone spam me back to action since I will be inactive for ten hours or more...


Whatever happens, it would be better to do it rather than face the consequences besides its just a kiss, right.


No, kayoko, its not just a kiss. Its your first kiss...with Sugimura...

"Sugi, thanks for inviting me to the dance. it was nice of you to do it."

"That's alright. I...well...my teacher allowed me to have the day off...and..."

"Thanks, and oh...I love your suit. It fits you perfectly. Makes you like Mr. Big-Big, ha,ha,ha. So what do you think about mine? Mom made me borrow it for tonight."

"you looked great?" he turned his head away.

"What's wrong? Do I look bad?"

"Its..well.."

"I won't get mad."

"Its a bit too l-loose"

Oh..

"I see!" she said, and looked at Mitsuko with a little smile

Yoshimi took a glass and walked over to the punch. She filled his glass with the drink and took a sip.

"I hope that Sakura will not delayed..." she took another ship.

Mitsuko had to think of a new way to get the drugs in the bowl. She looked st her glass of punch that was as of now, un-drugged. She then turned away from Yoshimi and put the exdacy powder in her glass. She pretended to take a sip and then dumped her drugged punch into the bowl. She smirked and turned towards Yoshimi. The punch bowl was now drugged.

"I didn't like the punch very much. Did you like it?"