CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: I SEE LONDON, I SEE FRANCE~

[intercom_voice]

[Everybody sees everyone's underpants!

By whatever sadistic, poltergeist-like conscious that ruled this place, everything that isn't undergarments has gone missing. Luckily for everyone, tank tops and socks also count as an undergarments, along with the usual.]

((ooc: event will last until the 20th~ available clothing are: socks, plain tank tops, underwear/boxers/etc. and bras. UNDERAGED CHARACTERS DO NOT HAVE TO BE AFFECTED, but if you want to that's fine too.

Have fun, tag your series title, and so on!))

Comments

[deckers]

[ He can feel his face burn at the taunt but he doesn't rise to the bait. If he could hide behind the mask of anonymity, do or say something, that might be a different story; however, he can't and so he won't.

When he's asked for his name, he hesitates. The other person knew just where to find the book when he gave him the title, went straight to it really, so how does he know that giving him his name won't just help the psychopath track him down in the long run? He doesn't. And he can't seem to form a response that would buy him information on the topic without seeming completely obvious.

Wonderful. ]

... I... my online handle is R4GN0R0K. That's what the majority of people know me as.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Online handle, huh? More of that internet stuff. Tch, he doesn't know jack shit about that. Are the numbers really necessary?]

'Ragnorok'? [He draws the word out, focusing on the pronunciation.] I can't fault your taste, that's for sure.

I'm Bakura. I don't have an online handle.

But... If you want your makeup back, you'll have to wait until after this place returns my coat. I don't mind offering you the chance to win it back.

[deckers]

[ The compliment is so left field that Matt has to blink a couple of times before he recovers. ]

Thank... you? [ He's not entirely sure how to react to that. ] Online handles become necessary when your focus is on acquiring top secret documents, company assets, and other various things through means that aren't particularly legal.

[ Oh. Compliment followed by veiled threats. That's a little more familiar. ]

I-if it's anything like the last game we played, I'd much rather do without.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hoh? You're that sort of guy, huh... I get it. I guess the internet must be more dangerous than it appears.

[He'll have to take a look at it when he gets back.

But it was interesting. Acquiring secrets like that... that was probably the reason this place had no internet access. It would be rather awkward for whoever ran it if someone with that sort of skill was operating out of here. But why? Most likely, anyone with that sort of power, could just guard their skills easily.

And no wonder this guy felt out of sorts, if his one talent was taken away from him.]

Did my Fiend scare you that much?

[His tone is filled with unreleased laughter.]

It's a pity I couldn't have seen it. Heheheh... I do love the fear of humans so. But suit yourself. I'm sure there'll be other opportunities.

[deckers]

[ He pointedly ignores the question; it was obvious how terrified Matt was that night. ]

You say that as though you aren't human.

[ Sure, Matt has always fantasized about being a vampire, running into zombies or something along that train of thought but that's all in his head. If things like that really existed...

'Not common back home'. Oh. Oh. Oh dear. ]

N-nevermind, forget I said anything. I should... probably go now.

[ With both books clutched to his body as though they were lifelines, Matt starts towards the exit. ]