[EVENT] MIDNIGHT HOUR

[Takahiro Shingo]

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[atrb=style, width:450px, bTable][atrb=valign,top][style=line-height:13px; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; padding-left:8px;]A slight brush of his hair as he stood at the podium before the students. If there was ever a moment for him to feel like a god, this was probably one of those great moments. He coughed slightly as they all gathered for the school event of the, school year? A shy laugh, followed by the scratching of his rear head, and he decided to finally speak some words. "Well folks, as the second year rep Takahiro Shingo I'd like to welcome you all to the spring festival." He coughed again, throwing a piece of paper aside that was supposed to be his speech, which was all to boring for his taste. He couldn't help but put on his trademark grin soon after as he stared into the students "TODAY! you guys will split up into groups and face a test of courage, finding out the great and somewhat ghoulish mysteries of our little shanty town!." The microphone was always his enemy as it kind of exaggerated the volume of his first word of the sentence. Though he was also pretty excited as he continued to make his way along the event explanations "The first half of this is a kinda get to know your teammates and class mates....Then we will split you into groups and send you off on your mysteries." The rumors of this town were far to fun to pass up. It was such a little place urban legends and myths were bound to corrupt the air and thought process. Shingo would laugh though, it was almost like this place had a series of wives tales which finally led up to the disappearances, which happened to unnerve him more than ever. [/style]

[style=font-size:9px; font-weight:bold;]THE LINES BY COMATOSE @ OTE[/style]

[Heiwajima Haruna]

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[Hasegawa Masaru]

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[atrb=style, background: #9AB6EA; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.9][style=height: 375px; overflow: auto; font: 10px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: FFFFFF]Why in god's name had he come to this thing? He knew that he was just going to get in the way or something, or end up overreacting because he got stuck on the team investigating the graveyard. But, it was just a bit of fun, right? It wasn't like anything could actually do him any harm in this event. Living here his entire life, Masaru was fairly well aquainted with the various rumours and wives tales surrounding the town itself. It wasn't exactly a large town, so that didn't help matters. Stories spread faster than in a big city, and he knew most of the supposed mysteries would be just that. Stories. But, he could enjoy losing himself in the fun of the situation for a small while. Plastering the usual faked smile upon his features once again, he glanced around at the other students that had gathered. Quite a mixed bunch if anything, but he knew a couple of them. Knowing his luck, he'd be stuck with a bunch of people he didn't know. Being able to fake a smile was all well and good, but eventually he'd do something wrong. Masaru gave a gentle sigh as he heard a group of girls start whispering to each other about how they had heard a ghost haunted hre or here, and then a murder occured here and the killer had never been caught. That was exactly what he was talking about. All stories that had been blown out of proportion to extreme levels. He quickly took his cap off a trailed a hand through his shaggy black locks. That was one of the few signs that he was deep in thought. Or he was nervous. It was a habit at the least. What was he getting himself into? [/style] [tr][atrb=style, background: #8197a8; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.8; height: 15px; ][style=height: 15px; width: 275px; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center; color: 434645; margin-top: -20px; ]WORDS; 299. Just to set off peoples OCD . TAGGED; The students of Shigayomi . NOTES; Yay for the event!. [/style]

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[Kiyoshi Genji]

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[Haruno Haruka]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=style,padding: 10px; border-radius: 0px;] [style=opacity: 0.8; background-color: #F0F0F0; width: 360px; font-family: Century Schoolbook; font-size: 11px; color: #333333; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; background-image: ;] Her clothes smelled of miso and shoyu, dark brown stains dotting her lacey white apron. Working in the morning shift of the Cooking Club's booth was more work than she had bargained for, although not much different from her job at Harumen. Her first few hours on festival grounds were spent setting up the booth. Chopping leeks, dicing garlic, slicing narutomaki, and soft boiling eggs. The remainder of her shift consisted of shouting "OOI!! SPECIAL SHIGAYOMIMEN!! IT'S DELICIOUS!!!" which left her voice rather hoarse as she tried to imitate her father's gruff tone, and personally soliciting passerby to buy a bowl for ONLY 500 yen. By 12:00 the afternoon shift was in. The rest of the day was left for exploration. Haruka dodged oncoming festival-goer traffic, skillfully weaving between individuals and around couples. The booths that lined the long walkway ended in a low wooden stage with a podium set in the center. A boy she recognized as Takahiro Shingo, 2nd year class representative, took center stage behind the podium looking rather presidential in her opinion. Haruka floated closer to the stage and the crowd surrounding it was actually pretty diverse, although she wasn't able to spot many 1st year students. "Ah, most of them're probably working in the booths~" she thought to herself holding her index finger to pursed lips. Haruka lowered herself to the ground, squatting with a curious looks painted across her face. The prospects of some adventure interested her. Meeting some new people wouldn't be so bad either, she really had very few friends. Mostly acquaintances and other 1st year girls she would occasionally chat with. Haruka surveyed the crowd as Takahiro rounded out his short speech. "Team..." she mumbled to herself picking out individuals within the crowd that she thought would make for a merry band of adventurers. [/style]

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MADE BY STARR OF ON THE EDGE

[Suiyou Kai]

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[atrb=style, background: #9AB6EA; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.9][style=height: 375px; overflow: auto; font: 10px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: FFFFFF]Kai sighed as he leaned out of the lights. Seems like Taka was quite nervous up there. Kai was surprised though how good he was in talking to people. Maybe he should advise him on becoming a steady member of the SC when the third years would be gone, maybe even his position. Smirking at the thought and the torment of the students, he took back that intent and was sure everything would work out. But he wasn´t standing there for no reason. All this had started as a small idea between both of them and widened to an event. He walked off the stage, he didn´t need the publicity for this, so he would just give it to Taka and mix in with the other folk, it would certainly be nice to act as a normal person right now. Also, he kind of didn´t feel like having to do any work. Looking around for familiar faces, he took soem distance from them. Right now, he wanted to meet new people. So he walked off into the crowd and surely would bump into someone soon. But really, how did Taka even plan to put them into teams? Drawing lots or signing up? Kai had some ideas about this, drawing lots seemed most probable though. It didn´t really matter how many people would show up as lots could be easily made and fixed so they fitted with whoever many still came.[/style] [tr][atrb=style, background: #8197a8; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.8; height: 15px; ][style=height: 15px; width: 275px; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center; color: 434645; margin-top: -20px; ]WORDS; 000 . TAGGED; people. NOTES; texttextexttexttext . [/style]

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[Uzuki Hanashi]

[atrb=background,http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/1547/1547163.png][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px;] [style=color: #BCBCBC; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; text-shadow: #222222 1px 1px 1px]do you not see it?[/style] [style=color: #BCBCBC; font-size: 11px; font-family: Times New Roman; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1px]it's right there, in front of you, ready to strike and you're blind[/style] [style=opacity: 0.5; background-color: #F3F3F3; width: 450px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #4D4D4D; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; border-left: #E0E0E0 solid 5px;]Well, this seemed fun! Or interesting. She just hoped she’d keep a level headed head and not start a fight, for once. Thinking about all the other fights made the young girl flush in embarrassment and then pout, but she quickly shook them away from her face to listen to Shingo. At least he knew how to keep almost all of the students behaved. Of course, you’d always have those who would cause trouble, or accidentally get dragged into it. Hanashi fits both into those categories, sadly. But, she was trying to behave this time! After all, it IS the Spring Festival! She was sure to be on her best behavior, like she always tries to. Hearing rumors of people wanting to join, Hanashi placed her hands on her hips, thinking that she should join in on the fun, too. She didn’t believe the ‘tales’ that surrounded the town. The girl needed to be there while any certain events was happening in order for her to believe it. It was just that simple. Otherwise, she’ll just think someone made it up at a time of great boredom. ’A great one, at that.’ She just grinned, looking at the students that were around. It seems she won’t be the only one joining in? Great! But… she crossed her arms, looking left and right, like she was actually thinking about this very hard. Who’ll be her partner? Hanashi didn’t know who to team up with. She knew most of them—being the social girl as she is, which she didn’t mean to but it happened—and that just made her decision a whole lot difficult. Plus, she didn’t see her indigo hair color childhood friend. At this, she frowned. Was she late? Oh, she’ll kick her if she’s late! Asuka is usually the one on time, anyway! But besides all that she hoped, and she really did to: not get in trouble. WORDS: 317. TAGS: EVENT. NOTES: YAY ~ let's go ~ [/style][style=color: #BCBCBC; font-size: 11px; font-family: Times New Roman; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1px]made by starr of on the edge ![/style]

[Leandur Takuya]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][cs=2][style=border-top: 3px solid #fc1539;] [/style] [style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25; padding-left: 5px; border-bottom: 5px solid #e9bfc6; line-height: 14px;] ★ You better run, run, run, run, run [/style] [style=font-size: 12px; text-align: right; padding-right: 5px; ] 더는 못 봐 걷어차 줄래 [/style] [style=font-family: terminal; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;]390 Words ★ lots of people~ ★ NOTE/COMMENT HERE ★ TEMPLATE BY RIMY OF ON THE EDGE. LYRICS TAKEN FROM RUN DEVIL RUN BY SNSD. ★[/style]
[atrb=width,20%][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0][bg=2400D5][style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;] [/style] [style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;] [/style] [style=border: 1px solid #f52e31; height:100px;width:100px;][/style]	[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ffffff] [style=width: 350px; height: 340px; overflow: auto; background-color: #e6e3e3;] Takuya sighed and moved closer to where he wanted to that way, there had to be something that was supposed to be done again. It was just another event, why was he putting up with this. For reasons that he probably had thought about, he wanted to be here with his friends. He yawned and slipped his headphones humming to himself. His voice had almost recovered from the cold he had gotten, or so he had hoped it had. Being sick was not fun for him nor anyone. If anyone had enjoyed being sick then they were either really space cased, or they just didn't like school so that was why. 'I wonder if he's here tonight...' He was asking himself that out of curiosity he had to be around, or well he had to hope he was. Looking around over all the others that were here. Most of them were people he didn't know, much less had barely talked to. Other then maybe a few passing glances, and a few shared words between classes. He cracked his neck, and just waited listening to what Shingo was saying, he was the representative so they had to listen to him for now anyway. A test of courage sounded fun, not like he would get that scared. He never really got that way, unless well it was his house and his family was there. For some reason he didn't feel right being there, and he never had. "Let's get this started!" He smirked and put his arms behind his head. He was happy to be doing this, distraction from his work and the other things back at that place. He saw Masaru, but didn't know if he should approach him or not. After all he was here, and they would probably run into each other, nothing might have been a good thing for this. He slipped his phone back into his pocket, after telling his mother he would be busy for a couple hours. Or whatever, and he'd be home later, she would probably be in bed. She had her caretaker with her, well when he wasn't around. It was good for her to have some girl time rather then be stuck with him right. "Man this is gonna be awesome!" He was getting back to his hyper and normal personality now. [/style]
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