CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: SPRING FEVER

[intercom_voice]

[Today, the lovely denizens of the Campus will wake up to a beautiful spring morning. Birds are chirping, flowers are blooming, and pollen is in there. But this isn't just any pollen, the kind that afflicts the allergy prone to months of watery eyes and sneezing, oh no, this pollen is far more potent.

This morning, you will wake up with exactly one menial illness. It won't kill you, it won't even really hurt you, but it will be a constant annoyance to you for the next week. Sicknesses range from sneezes and rashes to spontaneous floral growth out of the forehead region. Really, anything goes.]

((ooc: okay, so, feel free to give your characters whatever silly or petty illness you want! This event ends on the 25th. Our cooperative event has been postponed due to a lack of feedback/interest--since it's an event that requires at least a small group of people to be active in.))

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[roadroller]

[Rin actually looks pretty healthy.... but unfortunately, she has been afflicted with the terrible disease of pop-up advertisements! Prepare to have your conversations interrupted by random topic changes to things like fast food and car insurance. Or things like this-]

CONGRATULATIONS, you're the one millionth visitor~! Click here to claim your free iPod mini!

[but she's a person, where are you supposed to click!?]

[onethirdthesoul]

EEYAAAAAAAAHHHHH!

[From down the hall, a girl's shrill scream can be heard. Of course if you look for the source you'll find that it's only Ryou. As for what he was screaming about, well...

It seems he's been afflicted with Werewolf Syndrome.]

[onethirdthesoul]

[Ryou is currently wearing a bag over his head, and he sounds snuffy.]

Rin-chan...

[roadroller]

[SMILING SMILING and the "commercial" ends so she now looks vaguely confused]

Wait what. [when did this bag person get here.]

....Uhh, Ryou-kun? Is that you? ♪

[swiping at the bag because she's forever nosy and grabby.]

[onethirdthesoul]

Rin--DON'T--!

[He reaches out in a panic to stop her, but it's too late. She pulls off the bag, revealing a second, smaller bag underneath.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[What the hell is with this girl? Just rambling away like that, talking to the air about a free... something? What's an iPod mini? Having little to no knowledge of the internet, he has been blessed by not knowing about popup ads.

Still, there is cause for some amusement here in that she's saying such nonsense at all. Casually, he strolls over, lifts a hand - and pokes her on the nose.]

Click.

[The delivery of that word cannot get more deadpan.]

[roadroller]

...Well! You came prepared, I'll give you that.

[immediately seguing]

There's nothing like a good backup plan. If you have a life insurance policy to work, you may already have one. But what if they decide to discontinue it? Talk to a Shelter Insurance agent! Learn what life insurance can do for you!

[and back]

But seriously, what's with the bag? ♪

[roadroller]

[Rin blinks. That seems to have confused her.]

Um, did you just boop my nose? ♪

[fluffydeathdealer]

You said to click you. So I clicked.

[Bakura laughs, shrugging broadly.]

Or was I meant to click elsewhere?

[roadroller]

Uh. [scratching her head] Maybe in my software? I already forgot telling you! When was it, shounen powerup Ryou-kun? ♪

[she's already met a YB and formed very odd preconceptions. Have fun with that.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

['Software'? 'Shounen powerup Ryou'? The hell is this girl talking about?]

Just a moment ago. You said something about a miniature eye-pod or some shit like that. And it's Bakura, not Ryou.

[roadroller]

iPod? Oh I see, you want to buy one of my albums, huh? I don't think it'll work without the internet though.

[SUDDENLY]

Man, I dig inner monologues. Hello, hello, hello~ oh look a fillet-o-fish, sitting here in my mind being all delicious, haaaay! THAT'S MY SANDWICH. What? How'd you get in my inner monologue? DOOR'S OPEN, GIVE IT BACK. Man, get your own invisible sandwich!

- Any day is a great day for a fillet o' fish sandwich! And right now at McDonald's you can get two fillet o' fish sandwiches for only 3 dollars and 33 cents!! for a limited time only prices and participation may vary

[and as though she DIDN'T just recite an entire weird commercial:]

You go by the last name in this form, huh... ♪

[fluffydeathdealer]

. . .

I have a lot of problems with that, but I can narrow it down to three most important ones right now.

Firstly, what is an eye-pod? Secondly, we're not at McDonalds, as much as I would enjoy that. And thirdly, I'm not a video game boss, changing into alternate forms.

[onethirdthesoul]

...Nothing.

[He gifts his head a quick shake.]

Why are you trying to sell me life insurance?

[roadroller]

[repliying to the numbered prompts as if it was completely natural way of speaking.]

1- It's a portable media player! You put music and videos on it.

2- I know we're not at MacDonald's, what are you even talking about?!

3- Well that was just my guess. You could always explain who you are, you know! The real Ryou-kun always gets all shifty if I bring up what happened.... Wait, why are you out anyway? Did he need to shank someone else? That scar... ♪

[and a fourth point is apparently added on]

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[roadroller]

[side eye for the bag boy.]

What... do you mean? ♪

[onethirdthesoul]

Just now, you were talking about "Shelter Insurance" and-- [He shakes his head.]

Nevermind. Are you okay?

[roadroller]

Ehh? No I wasn't, I'm fine! Are you okay?

[makes another casual swipe at the bag]

[onethirdthesoul]

But you--aaaAAh! [Another bag is found underneath, and Ryou waves his hands frantically as he puts distances between them.]

Rin-chan, please!

[roadroller]

[looks like she's gonna take another swipe, but her hand pauses midway.]

Packed with slow-release energy to keep you going. Weetabix. Fuel for big days.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...Okay, so you're just kind of insane. Good to know.

[He waves a hand dismissively. Can she really not hear herself? This is hilarious!]

You keep saying weird things. It's like you're randomly reciting advertisements.

[Idly, he runs his fingers over the scar on his face. Can the girl really not tell how old it is? It's months old yet...]

I'm out because I felt like being out. I don't need a life-threatening incentive to come out, you know. But who the hell are you? If you tell me, I'll tell you who I am too.

[onethirdthesoul]

[Ryou scoots even further away, well out of reach.]

Rin-chan... Do you have a virus? [Those advertisements...] Oh! Or maybe you're getting some interference. Like with radios.

[roadroller]

[man, she doesn't know how your human flesh works. All she knows is what Ryou looks like and that his face didn't have a scar. If it's new, it can't be old!]

I am not insane! Rude!!

- Wait, me advertising? No way! I don't remember getting paid for that kinda thing. ♪

Don’t forget the clocks go back on the 28th October. We’ll all be going round our homes changing them by an hour. All except for 226 people. They won’t be doing it this year. It’s not because they can’t be bothered, it’s because time has stopped for them.

They’ve died in house fires since this time last year. So there’s one extra thing we’d like you to do; it won’t take much time. When you change your clock, test your smoke alarm. Fire kills. You can prevent it.

I'm Rin Kagamine, a Vocaloid. I'm also Ryou-kun's roommate, you know! ♪

[roadroller]

Virus? ♪

[She immediately tenses, since that's the scariest question you can ask a robot.]

I... I don't know! I don't feel any slower, but is something going on? ♪

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[He bursts into peals of laughter suddenly. Ryou had told his host that he lived with a girl, but this...?]

You're Ryou's roommate? But you're cute!

[Ryou never did well with cute girls. Come on. Tell him something realistic!]

I'm Bakura. I belong to a different Ryou.