Realistic or Modern Get Out Alive (Closed)

[Anne Boolean]

Once the two had swallowed the purple liquid in the bottles, they would start feeling their bodies getting heavier, their heads spinning and vision blurring. As they fall to the ground and slip out of consciousness, they will hear the same robotic female voice who welcomed them to this twisted trial.

"Congratulations, subjects 5 and 6! You have successfully completed your first task. You will now be returned to your rooms. Thank you for your cooperation."

Saturday, November 1st, 20XX

When the two would regain consciousness, they would find themselves in their dorm rooms on their beds the next morning. Nothing in their rooms would be out of place except there would be a small newspaper clipping about the new virus found recently in South America called KD11, and how the whole population of a town of one thousand were all infected in three days after an infected visitor arrived.

Taigakitt Kana.M.

 

[BriiAngelic]

• Santiago Kathrine Santos || Third Year Terror

• 
  
  
  Wearing: Plain Shirt, Jeans, Kanaki Ken Mask
  Inventory:
  Keys, Phone, Wallet
  
  
  Tags:
  Bishal ( Ambiloquous ) Oakner ( Anne Boolean )
  

  ~ Campus ~
  Get Lucky || Santiago’s CS File
  
  He wasn’t sure what to be more worried about the idea that Oakner was also kidnapped or the idea that he didn’t know how many had been kidnapped. While the first implied the kidnapper might have some actual reason behind who they picked, the second implied the kidnappers had power in spades. Yet as Oakner continued he felt a chill go down his back as he visibly shuddered at the thought.
  
  “Even before huh….”
  
  He looked at Bishal out of the corner of his eye. He trusted Oakner, at least he had no reason not to. But then if he was locked up with someone then that someone should be around to collaborate with that. He gave a small motion of a shrug trying to motion to Bishal that they were probably fine with trusting him with the information. Still if he’d heard them… Well the walls had ears now didn’t they? Bishal may have been loud but he was certainly trustworthy in his books. He let out a sigh.
  
  “Listen I’d rather not talk about this so out in the open but if you must know we were almost on the menu for a barbeque dinner. There’s a diner down the road that’s usually pretty desolate this time of day, let gather up your partner and compare notes?”
  
  

 

[Ambiloquous]

[ Bishal Jha ]​

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Conjuring up the thought of Santiago and him squatting in a jail cell with electrocution looming over their heads, Bishal shuddered. Perhaps being slowly roasted to death in a fancy hotel room was truly the better choice. Before he could speak up and let loose his grievances of their own nicely decorated torture chamber, his companion uttered a random, cryptic half-sentence as if he had figured something out. Bishal turned to look at the other and received a shrug.

That bewildered Bishal. What did that mean? Did Santiago feel doubtful of the other’s short tale? Was he confused about the new guy’s wording? Were his shoulders sore and was he stretching them out to loosen them up? Bishal didn’t know, but he nodded anyway with a serious face, affecting an appearance of knowing what his buddy meant.

As Santiago asked to compare notes at the diner down the street, Bishal searched his mind for the name and turned up with nothing.“They have really good dessert, I think,” he added, worried the other wouldn’t come for taste differences or something. Dessert hit off well with most people, he liked to think.

 

[SugarSpiceMekoPicoCoco]

Rei Sakamoto

Rei continued looking out into the hall, eyebrows furrowed as she wondered what exactly could the word "VIRUS" mean to them? Before she could think of anything else, a jolt of electricity shot into her leg from the anklet. "AH!" She shrieked as the feeling traveled through her body in an instant. Her eyes went wide with shock and her knees went weak for just a moment before she was able to quickly catch herself. "What the hell?..." She quickly turned to Oakner, breathing slowly as she tried to process what happened.

She only nodded when he asked if she was ok, silently walking behind him to see what he was doing. She looked at the small phone screen, feeling a bit nauseous as he went on about the code. His guess was as good as her's at this point. As Oakner typed in the word "virus" Rei shut her eyes, biting her lip and bunching up her skirt to prepare for impact but it never came. She slowly opened her eyes hearing Oakner say the voltage was disabled. The brunette was met with the phone in her face as her cellmate uttered the words again, this time sounding much more cheerful.

She was confused for a moment before the words hit her, they were going to be ok... Before she could even think to celebrate, she felt something pinch her. She looked down to see it was coming from the anklet. Rei felt her eyes getting heavier by the second, unable to process what was going on before her eyes closed completely, everything going silent.

--

Rei slowly opened her eyes, laying in her bed with an empty mind. She laid their for a couple of minutes before she realized an unfamiliar feeling on her ankle. She closed her eyes, groaning as she sat up finally realizing what she was wearing. "My costume?..." She mumbled, rubbing her eyes as she looked out through her curtains. She stared for a moment as she tried to remember what happened, going through the events of the night before and it hit her. "I was kidnapped..." She seemed to be in disbelief but felt more awake than ever, quickly looking down and checking her ankle to see a faint bruise where the cuff had been.

Running a hand through her braids her eyebrows furrowed realizing everythingn all the events that happened just the night before were real. She contemplated what to do as the feeling of stress washed over her. She knew her roommate was gone by now and she wouldn't believe a thing she said anyway, then the boy from last night popped into her head. "Oakner..." She thought aloud as she slowly got out of bed, immediately going for her dresser. She skimmed through her wardrobe grabbing a pair of red skinny jeans, an off-white oversized sweater and a black neck scarf. She head to the bathroom, getting ready and dressed as fast as she could before she put on a few black beaded bracelets and a red beanie, along with some black mid-calf boots before speed walking out the door.

She figured he'd be around campus and could help her clear her head on some things. It still seemed like a dream but she was sure it wasn't, it couldn't be... Her eyebrows furrowed as she thought to herself, heading towards the males dormitory. Memories of the night before were the only thing on her mind. The lady with the monotone voice, how they instantly blacked out and most importantly, was it really all just a prank?... She didn't bother checking the time, but whatever it was she was going to knock on every door to find this guy...

"This couldn't have been some crazy dream..." She muttered, trying to convince herself though she came to a halt hearing a familiar voice among a few others. She immediately began walking towards the voices, even if it wasn't Oakner she could ask where he was... She walked around a corner of a building, narrowing her eyes as she approached three people, one of them being all too familiar. "Oakner?..." She called out to him in a questioning tone, almost not believing it would be that easy to find him. As she got closer she realized her speculation was correct, it was the same boy from before...

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[Anne Boolean]

Oakner Reyes​

"Uh... right..." Oakner responded when his friend only described his night as almost ending up being barbecued. His mind wandered to all sorts of hellish torture involving heat and flames. Perhaps Santi would share the specifics later, but for now, he was happy not knowing. The other boy suggested heading to a diner to continue discussing this, which Oakner gave a nod to. If they could nab them so easily from off-campus, who knew what surveillance capabilities they may have, or which random person passing by who was in league with them? The boy with the white-hair brought up desserts, and although Oakner wasn't quite craving sweets at the moment and in fact preferred to eat healthy, he felt after the ordeal from the night before, he deserved it.

"Yeah, I was just gonna go to the dorms to see if she's-" Before he could finish he heard someone calling his name. He looked in the direction the voice came from and coincidentally, found who he was looking for. "Rei!" he called back, waving her over. "Guys, this is Rei," he introduced when she joined the group. "She was my, uh, cellmate, for a lack of a better word." He then turned to the girl. "Rei, this is Santi and..." His brown eyes fell on the white-haired boy. "Oh, I don't think I got your name. I'm Oakner," he introduced himself.

 

[Taigakitt]

Claireese Stonewright​

Exhilarating. Honestly, Claireese could agree. Nothing like a little death threat to get the blood pumping!

It wasn’t long after she had finished her purple liquid that she started to feel the effects of it. Her hands quickly found the counter top, her head swimming. Falling to the ground, just narrowly smacking her head against the edge of the counter, she could hear that doctor voice through the loudspeaker congratulating them.

Congratulating them for dying? Cause that’s what this was feeling like. Not being able to dwell on any true thought for more than a second at a time, her mind swiftly swam away from her grasp and…



With a groan, Claireese grabbed covers and rolled over, trying to drape stuck blankets back over her body, not realizing she fell asleep on top of the covers. Though, instead of rolling onto more mattress, she plopped to the ground with a thud, the blanket following after her.

“Uuuuuuugh…” her expression was muffled by being under a blanket and her face being up against the flooring. She couldn’t hear her roommate, so she either must be at the library, out of the dorm right now, or cuddled up on her own bed and avoiding Claireese.

Throwing the blankets off, she sat up, her eyes making her feel extremely tired. Blinking the dryness away, she realized when getting a glance at the mirror that she was an absolute mess. She still had in her yellow contacts and her red, curly hair was definitely not cared for properly overnight. Her makeup was smeared and she also still wore most of her costume.

“The fuck did I drink last night?” Looking over at her roommate’s side, she didn’t spot her. Snatching the blanket and throwing it back on her own bed, she used the side of the mattress to support her as she stood up. “It wasn’t alcohol, that’s for sure… Was I drugged?”

Looking at her nearby desk, an article sat inconspicuously. Reading it over, she frowned before crumbling it up and throwing the measly wad of paper barely across the room as she screeched “It WASN’T A DREAM!?”

Running into her bathroom, she removed last night’s makeup and the contacts she had in, revealing emerald colored eyes and red eyelashes. Looking in the mirror, she looked like she got trashed last night, but not the fun kind. Kicking the door back open, she changed into a simple graphic tee that looked like paint had been splattered on it (it hadn’t), put on her silver wolf necklace and a simple pair of worn-out jeans and sneakers. Rushing out of her dorm, she roared as she ran down the hall.

Not knowing what else to do with her emotions but run it out and scream within the building and outside, yeah?

 

[BriiAngelic]

• Santiago Kathrine Santos || Third Year Terror

• 
  
  
  Wearing: Plain Shirt, Jeans, Kanaki Ken Mask
  Inventory:
  Keys, Phone, Wallet
  
  
  Tags:
  Bishal ( Ambiloquous ) Oakner ( Anne Boolean ) Rei ( SugarSpiceMekoPicoCoco ) Claireese ( Taigakitt )
  

  ~ Campus ~
  A Woman || Santiago’s CS File
  
  He got a nod back from Bishal with seriousness. Guess they’d be doing this then. He was almost ready to be impressed until the other chimed in about desert. Yes, Bishal was quite lucky he was easy on the eyes. No, he reminded himself that Bishal was doing his best in his own way too.
  
  It wasn’t long before he heard an unfamiliar voice call for Oakner. He instinctively pulled back up his borrowed mask as he shimmied away from the girl towards Bishal. He didn’t even get the chance to ask how Oakner knew her before he was already confirming what he expected. So this is who he wound up with. She was pretty but bookish. Their cellmates really were different from himself and Oakner. Just how had they gotten pinched?
  
  “Rei huh?...”
  
  A screeching roar had him jumping out of his skin answering it with another yell.
  
  “What the fuck?!?”
  
  Geezus Fuck. Today was not his day and he felt more and more that eyes were just being drawn in. They needed to move now. He started to play with the cuffs of his shirt. Yeah it wasn’t getting better. He looked at the girl who shouted locking eyes. She looked like a mess, but then again the party last night was a banger before he got yanked. At least from what he remembered. He hadn’t realized how long he was staring until it was far past the polite point of eye aversion. Instead he jerked his full head back to the new girl.
  
  “You know more and more that diner’s sounding good…”
  

 

[Kana.M.]

Artist: Ilya Kuvshinov Taigakitt Anne Boolean Key: ←↑↓→ =Quick time-skip ​

The drink tasted weird like her tongue had little bumps on it. Was this a drug? Maybe an elixir, cause it sure didn't taste like an antidote. At least from what Yule experienced, since she never actually tasted liquid medicine before. She thought it savored funny, it felt funny too, more like it made her feel funny. Where am this again? An octor's doffice or surgery hut? She had forgotten that detail several years ago, before monkeys graduation. Yule felt the floor come up to meet her head. The coolness felt good on her fuming brain, while she drifted away.

→→→​

Yule finally felt comfortable, awaking to the beautiful sounds of chirping bluebirds, and the raw scent of the fresh morning air. Laying in her soft freshly cleaned bed she turned to face the warm light baring window, distanced from the worries of the world for a short, precious moment. She lay calmly as the thoughts of the night previous flood into her mind.
Her Halloween party, the candies with friends, then she was in the dark, and...

And Yule recalled a dream that made all those little memories come to an abrupt halt. That puzzle, that girl, the terrible tasting antidote. She quickly peeled away the covers, her heart rate climbed. The thought of a relaxing shower tempted her out of bed. She quickly stood and walked into the bathroom. A shower always helped when she had questionable dreams. Today of most days, she needed to clear her head completely alone. But something was off, like it all could have been real?

↑↑​

After a tiny decision change, she decided to take a bath instead. And later Yule dried her legs and wrapped up in a towel. She drifted straight out of the bathroom and to her closet. It stood close to a pink vanity that doubled for a desk. She chose her weekend wear to be a black and white striped shirt, a denim magenta romper, black tights, and a navy blue polo jacket, then she fled to the mirror to dry and style her hair. Alas, a sigh escaped from her lungs. She fondled with her split-ends.

"I could definitely use a haircut."

Even after a relaxing soak, there were still so many unsolved questions. Like, if it was a dream, why did she wake up in her leotard? And why did she smell like sweat?

"Where's my bee helmet, what's, that paper..."

Yule saw a white paper, like the one article she grazed over in her dream. But it couldn't be the same thing, could it? She examined it closely, and with every word, she read it became more clear, inferred that the letters on this sheet of paper were from the same article she mulled over last night.

"The only way last night even makes a fraction of sense is if that dream was real." Even if she couldn't admit it wasn't a dream anymore, Yule had to take action.

←​

In a rush, she shoved herself into her outfit. At the jacket, her fingers crossed over each other as she fiddled with the copper hoops on her polo before she just gave up. She tied the jacket around her waist and made a way out the door, locking it behind her before heading downstairs. On the first floor of her dormitory hall, she had no idea where to go. What could she do? Call the police? She was all to familiarised with the local station to just waltz in and ask them for help.

She paced up and down the hall, stringing a hand roughly through her hair, "What to do," then it hit her. She pounded a fist to her palm. Eureka!

"If I find that girl, Claireese, we can solve this problem together!" She decided.

She'd just have to do a little bit of investigating. Fun! She only hoped that Claireese wasn't some weird hallucination from whatever she was drugged with yesterday. Just the thought made her shudder, although the clause 'Seeing red-heads' made her chuckle.

↓↓↓​

Yule waited at the school's main entryway, tucking away the sticky note pad she brought, along with a pink feathered pen. After a bit of searching, Yule had found the room Claireese resided and left a light pink note on the door. It read basic info, nothing crazy. "Thinking back on it I coulda just knocked. But there's no time now," She shaded a palm over her eyes squinting into the crowd, at an attempt to spy out any cussing red-heads.

 

[Ambiloquous]

[ Bishal Jha ]​

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As another fellow inmate popped out the corner — Rei, her name was, Bishal opened his mouth to say hello before a spine-raising scream jolted that idea right out of his brain. Turning his head around, he noticed a girl with wild red hair running out the entrance of the girl’s dorm. He stared with morbid curiosity until his attention was brought back by Santiago’s comment.

“Then, let’s go?” He pointed to the school gates, starting to meander slowly in that direction, hoping to avoid the unhinged student coming near their direction. At least, that's what it looked to him. Spinning to Oakner as he walked, he said, “I’m Bishal, nice to meet you.”

Letting out a wry smile, he lifted his hand for a good, old-fashioned handshake. His gramps had been adamant on that point, so it’d become a habit of his. He was planning to handshake his way through Santiago and Rei too, once he was done with Oakner.

 

[BriiAngelic]

• Santiago Kathrine Santos || Third Year Terror

• 
  
  
  Wearing: Plain Shirt, Jeans, Kanaki Ken Mask
  Inventory:
  Keys, Phone, Wallet
  
  Tags:
  Claireese ( Taigakitt ) Yule ( Kana.M. )
  

  ~ Campus ~
  Dreaming || Santiago’s CS File
  
  He wanted to look away from the crazy redhead but as messed up as college was he couldn’t imagine the dumbass that would go that wild for no reason. At the very least he should get the Redhaired crazy woman a jacket, who knows how off her rocker she was and weren’t jackets supposed to help with shock or something. He sighed and looked back to the other three. Yup bad idea time. He hopped something flashed into Bishals head when their eyes connected. He went kicking the ground as he drug his feet. Luckily it wasn't like he had to go too far as the girl was going nuts.
  
  “Hey you woman! You need some damn crazy pills or you trying to get arrested for drug use?”
  
  He could have worded that better he’s sure but then again he was under high stress and would prefer the woman relaxed for a second so he could peacefully decide whether to ditch this pow wow or if they just got a new member. God. How many kids were affected last night? This just seemed unreal.
  

 

[Taigakitt]

Claireese Stonewright​

Claireese was in such a rush, that she didn’t even recognize her partner in crime from yesterday when she had run past the entryway she was stationed at. Not that she was necessarily looking. After all, the girl could have been some fucked up hallucination.

Outside, she was able to yell a little more, and she was definitely starting to feel a lot better by comparison from when she had woken up. Though, she forced her headache to become stronger. Eh, oh well. Nothing she couldn’t handle, compared to, ya know, getting kidnapped and almost killed. Maybe.

When she heard a shout of “crazy” plus “woman” together, she slowed her roll and stared at first. Her bright green eyes bore into the masked man before she could come up with a response.

Stomping over, she held her finger out, “Eh!? Some weirdly masked weirdo wants to tell me to take a chill pill? Ya know, I missed a fuckin party last night, so I’m pretty pissed. I was poisoned! And it wasn’t even from alcohol. I can scream all damn day if it means I get someone’s fucking attention. Anyone got a phone? I’ll call the fuckin police if I gotta!” She had stupidly left her phone in her dorm. Calling the police wasn’t the first thought to cross her mind until just now.

Though… The question is if they’d even believe her.

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[SugarSpiceMekoPicoCoco]

Rei Sakamoto​

Just seeing Oakner put a smile on her face, even if they had just met seeing a familiar face after what happened the night before was a relief. The girl sped up when Oakner waved her over, walking up next to him though her smile faded as her attention went over to the people standing with him.

She first noticed the tall guy with black hair. She was immediately freaked out, seeing as he was casually wearing a Kaneki mask. Not to mention he didn't look like the most friendly person in the world, at least not at first glance. She then turned her attention to the guy with white hair. He definitely seemed more approachable though that wasn't a main concern of hers at the moment.

She gave a small wave when Oakner introduced her, though she was a bit confused as Oakner admittedly called her his "cellmate". She figured he must have told them about what happened, the question of if he had figured out the room was some kind of prank coming up again.

Rei crossed her arms brows furrowing as she thought about it, tuning out the conversation around her to try and sort things out in her own mind. "Um, Oakner..." She pat Oakners shoulder to get his attention, wanting to ask a few questions she hoped he had answers to, but her thoughts were cut short a bloodcurdling scream cut through the air. Rei jumped, her eyes went wide in disbelief as she looked to where the scream came from seeing a girl with wild red hair running around.

Rei sighed, holding her face in her hands. "What is going on today..." She mumbled, nodding when Santi mentioned a diner. Somewhere where she could sit down and eat sounded good right now...

"Huh?..." Rei lifted her head from her hands looking up at Santi as he yelled at the red haired girl who then came over and started yelling back. She eyed Santi like he was nuts, wondering why in the world would he yell at a crazy person and expect them to calm down, though hearing that the girl was "poisoned" made the screaming a bit more reasonable.

Still, with everything that happened last night, she wasn't in the mood to argue or complain and figured it was better to give the girl what she wanted.

"Hey, hey, calm down you said you were poisoned?..." Rei raised a brow walking over to the girl cautiously. "You can use my phone, but screaming isn't going to help..." She sighed, digging in her bag in search of her phone. "What happened? Did you eat something weird?..." She suggested, handing the girl her phone.

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