Oct. 21st, 2010

[identity profile] no-sausage-fest.livejournal.com
[At first, Junpei just figures he's come down with something. It happens, right? After kicking ass all night in Tartarus and then getting up to go to school the next day, it tends to wear a guy out, so the onset of a cold or something of the like isn't strange to him. This feels a little different, but he supposes it was really only a matter of time. Getting dumped into an alternate dimension is bound to expose you to something nasty.

But usually when he's under the weather he just sleeps a lot. And whatever is wrong with him this time, it's robbed him of that. He's spent the past two or three days laying on his bed in his dorm, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. He hasn't eaten the whole time, but finds he's not hungry. This morning he finally decided maybe it was time to go and talk to somebody about it, and was alarmed to see that his skin had taken on a peculiar greenish hue. Oh boy. This can't be good. Well, at least chances are that this school nurse won't make him try any weird potions.

Nothing could have prepared him for the news that he's been stricken with Zombie. ...How the hell does that even work? Unfortunately, it seems the usual means of ridding people of the effects of these strange ailments that seem to be affecting most of the student body at the moment aren't working. So he's advised to just stick it out--the malady won't hurt him, he's told--the effects should wear off on their own eventually.

But now he's left with a simple quandary: he's a zombie. And he's hardly been acting the part. Anyone passing through the lobby today might notice a very ill-looking Junpei shambling about, practicing making groaning noises that may or may not sound rather like 'braaaaains'. Don't worry, though, he's not unreasonable. I mean, no one's gonna eat your eyes...]


[sorry i fell off the face, guys. TT^TT work is really lame.]
[identity profile] heartranked.livejournal.com
[As much as she didn't want to do this while she was silenced, there had been so much going on that she didn't have enough time to take her best friend out for her birthday. So, here she was, ringing the buzzer to Quistis' room.]
[identity profile] vanadiel-knight.livejournal.com
[Akiela, like everyone else, has been afflicted with a status ailment.  In this case?  Confusion.  What makes her a little bit different is that somehow she's managed to tie her hands behind her back with what looks like a t-shirt.  Don't mind her ambling around the circle on the 1F now as she wobbles from side to side, hitting walls and bystanders and such.

Also don't mind the fact that she's... kind of doing laps.  Really, she just keeps following the path of the circle and sighing every once in a while.]


I suppose it's fortunate that I can't find the cafeteria.  I probably wouldn't be able to keep anything in my stomach.

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