Sengoku Horizon

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The Warring States Period: Fierce warlords fought for control of Japan, and many would perish. When a warrior falls, where does the passion they once held go? Possibly into something dear such as a favorite weapon or heirloom. These heirlooms have been labeled as “relics”, and those that carry them are labeled as “Scions." Recently more and more of these special relics have been activating, signaling the start of a great change as ancient power meets the modern world!

Now For The Local News, 04/01/2018 The Chinese delegation have now arrived at the city of Edo. They have come to learn more about the state of Japan, the Shogunate, and it's Scions. We will be having a Lunar New Year's celebration, a school dance, and a combat tournament with them!

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 Mission 2: Upper School Building
Nobuyumi
 Posted: Oct 15 2017, 09:30 PM
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Edo Bugei Main Building/Night Time/ Very Cold and Windy

As Eriko, Mika, and Shiyo signed their names and stood near by one another, the first group having just been shuffled off, a zombie looking third year walked over slowly. Half his face looked extremely burnt and what should have been the good side of his face had a completely white eye with no visible pupil or iris. He was very tall but slender, with extremely unevenly shaved facial hair.
"Miiiikkkaaaaa, Shiiiyooooooooooo, Errrikkkoooooooooooo" a ghostly voice called out from what was likely the floor above them. Then a blood chilling scream filled the entire room. The zombie third year simply looked at the students and pointed straight up with one hand while with the other hand holding up two fingers. Clearly they needed to go to the second floor of the building.

"2-C" was all he said in a cryptic voice before turning around and slowly shuffling back to the group of third year and faculty. He kept staring at the three with his one good eye in order to make them as uncomfortable as possible. Though they would easily feel as though they weren't the only ones being watched.

As the students started to shuffled towards the stairs and elevator the entire group of faculty and third years screamed at once.
"TAKE THE ELEVATOR!!!!" in tortured voices. If either of the three looked back they would see that the teachers and students didn't look as though they had moved at all. All of them standing completely still and just staring at them like stalkers.


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 Posted: Oct 16 2017, 06:51 PM
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So, she signed in and waited for something to happen. She was standing here with her practice tonfas, towel, and water bottles in a small pack on her back...because instead of an evening practice, she was doing this. Only...what WAS this? There had been a sign-up sheet and no explanation. She'd only surmised that some kind of creepy event was going on, what with all the creepiness that was here and all. That was subject matter, not context. It didn't tell her anything, and there'd been an 'off' feeling about all of this.

She waited for something to happen, like everyone else waited, only...it happened to some others first. The group that's stood in attendance of this event as part of the background color suddenly shouted out numbers. As she might discuss with her friend Roshi, the background suddenly transformed to foreground, as those who blended in suddenly became characters relevant to the plot. Well, the plot just rushed some people out of the room, and now it was quiet again.

It did not remain so.

A zombie came out of the darkness and...wow, that was really good handywork. Makoto couldn't help but scrutinize the zombie's fate to fully-appreciate the effort that had gone into it. This DID make her look like the girl who was just too curious, but she had a certain love of the artistic, after all. This was grotesque with a purpose, and so it had to be considered by the merit of how genuine it looked. And yes, it was good, alright.

Of course, that's when someone muttered three names from the floor above.

"Huh... A formal creepy-voice."

Calling them all by last name. Surprising, really. Voices of the damned were usually very personal, shouting on a first name basis. She had to say, that much was new to her, at least. The zombie pointed up and gave them a destination. He then moved back and as soon as anyone made for the stairs - guilty as charged - they were all shaken up - also guilty as charged - by a HUGE SHOUT to go and take the elevator. Makoto never took the elevator. She kept taking stairs, normally, as per her physical therapy to recover herself. It took her a moment to even remember where it was.

"Okay, then. Onwards and upwards?"

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Formal wasn't the word Mika would have found the voices to be but she kept her robes tight for warmth. The oddities of this evening was just the start while the voices and the sounds came one by one toward the groups of students. Once again was Mika paired off with people she did not know or recognize within the same age group. Whoever these people were, she hoped to find some use of them tonight.

The first group headed off following their guided voices while their own was greeted by a tall looking zombie. Mika blinked and took in his form and style of what can only be described as his costume. His uniform looked close to a third years but again she had little idea of who it was. He came from the group and named them off in a mixed order but revealed at the names of the people with her were Eriko and Shiyo. Odd that she was informed by a short nick name which made Mika glare slightly to have a sudden close affiliation with said zombie. Shiyo, or Eriko as Mika didn't know the owners of which name yet, actually approached the zombie and inspected them. Mika tilted her head a little on why do such a thing but had to remind herself that this must be all costume.

As the zombie signal for them to go to the second floor, 2-C to be exact, the large and highly unnecessary yelling from the staff and 3rd years made her jump a little. Mika even hopped in place as she turned to look at the mixed group. So well rehearsed to speak that loudly but god that was loud! She started at them to find no traces of laughing or even a twinge of corpsing their way through this act. This could be taken as impressive or just unnervingly weird. A taller lady went for the stairs, ignoring the suggested method of the elevator. Was this bad to derail from the act? Mika looked to the remaining girl before choosing to follow the current leader up the stair case. "I'll go see the main road," she informed the other girl and went to take the elevator to see for herself.

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 Posted: Oct 18 2017, 06:33 AM
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Weirdly Eriko didn't really feel a sense of dread about a student made up very realistically in zombie makeup approaching them. Or of a mysterious voice calling out their names - her own given name being used, something of a personal term. Everyone tended to call her "Yamana-san" or some form of "Lady Eriko" or "Lady Yamana"; she supposed it was because of whom she was connected to. Still the idea of having other girls to go about this with helped her confidence. She didn't really know that many other girls close to her age, so it was going to be an interesting experience!

Interesting could also be used to describe the following events, although in a different context. A loud voice shouting at them to use the elevator to reach room 2-C caused her to tense up and ball up her fists. Sudden loud noises were still a little hard to handle but she'd gotten much better about them. Weirder than that was the fact that when she glanced over to the group of staff and third years, no one gave the slightest indication they'd been involved. Nobody seemed to have been responsible for that. Eriko took a deep breath, adjusted her glasses a little bit up her nose and struck forth.

The other girls were getting a little bit ahead of her, which was probably a bad idea. One of them was headed for the stairs rather than the elevator as had been demanded by the voices. That might just reveal some of the behind-the-scenes secrets of the voices or, if it were more genuine, be dangerous for a single soul to brave. Either way not ideal. Their other member was going toward the elevator, which might be the better idea given the variables at play.

"I think it might be better to stick together," she remarked, "I mean, if they put that much effort into their makeup and throwing their voices, it might be.. um.. fun to see what else they have in store." With her peace said she headed for the elevator herself.

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 Posted: Oct 18 2017, 02:52 PM
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Makoto opted to take the stairs, with Eriko and Mikazuki choosing the elevator. Before the group could truly start on either path Eriko and Mika approached the elevator. A hotel style ding was heard as the doors opened and a massive blase of green flames shot out of the elevator opening, turning the wall across the hall from the elevator pitch black with burn marks and small flames. Neither girl would be in range to get burnt, but would have certainly felt the intense heat from the flames.

"OUT OF SERVICE!" the assembled group screamed.
As any of the three turned to look at the third years and staff they would be completely still and looked forward at the entrance to the school building, but all of them would have their left arms up and pointed directly at the stairs. Fortunately the stairs themselves seemed completely normal. It was once the students arrived on the second floor that things would seem weird. Normally when one reached the second floor they had a hallway going left, and a hallway going right. In this case, however, the left path was sealed off by a massive chain fence stretching completely from floor to ceiling.

Behind the fence figures could barely be seen moving in the distance, snickering and whispering the full names of the three. Occasionally two figures would appear in the distance, whisper a bunch of words hard to understand, then make sure to loudly end with one of the student's names before giggling and running off into a nearby classroom. As they walked past one set of classroom doors the doors would be locked shut but figures could clearly be seen moving in the darkness beyond the door.

Then they would find it, the classroom 2-C. One set of doors was locked, but the other seemed already opened with a pitch black classroom behind it. Now the question was what order the students would enter in.


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Now, she hadn't done that on purpose, in order to 'break the game', because she didn't know that a green fire surprise was going to leap out at the other two girls. She didn't expect that anymore than she expected another shout to inform them that the elevator was out of order, which made her flinch, suddenly. It was all, as stated before, out of habit.

In retrospect, though, Makoto had seen a few horror movies.

So, the flames - which were harmless, but shocking - shot out, the shout-out happened, and then every zombie-person had simultaneously started pointing right at her, which was kind of freaky. The other girls were SO going to get on her case for not being at the elevator now... Making their way up to the second floor, there was a new problem: One path was fenced off...literally.

"Right...I guess we go right."

Well, it was either that or find some way to pull the chainlink fence out and caught whoever was belting out "MAKOTO SHIYOO!!!" like Pazuzu on steroids. Somehow, she doubted that anything short of her Relic was going to do it. Not these tonfas, that's for sure... Now, she could try and go back for said Relic, but chances are the doors were locked and she'd be shouted at for it.

Onward to Room 2-C, past the other rooms that obviously someone was behind and doing something in. They got to the doors, and only one of them was unlocked...and dark in there. Okay...NOW, the tonfas come out. Ready in her hands, Makoto pushed up her glasses and entered without a word.

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Everything they were seeing was for show, that much Eriko was convinced had to be the case. All the signs pointed to a lot of careful preparation by third years and instructors. Probably a rare chance for each group to let their hair down and do something particularly playful. Using their names for a personal touch was a little creepier than she'd been prepared to give them credit for. She'd been headed for the elevator with Mika ready to just see whatever it was that was in store for them. As soon as the doors opened and green flame shot out, Eriko had instinctively ducked back and hugged the wall. She remained tense and uncertain if she should move until the voices shouted out the status of the elevator.

"They're lucky we weren't walking faster," she remarked as she stood up, "That could have been dangerous.."

That said she looked over to Mika and nodded toward the stairs, "Shall we go up? It looks like they're not giving us any other options."

Every step up the dim staircase was a bit odd for her. She knew that this was all a performance aimed at scaring them. Eriko attempted to recognize any of the voices that were shouting at her - that would help the tiny bit of lingering tenseness in her dissipate. Not so easy to do when they were either whispering too quietly to make out words or shouting your name. Nothing to be done but to push forward with the other girls! After all she was an Elite and therefore expected to lead by example.. but then the girl who'd headed up the stairs headed into room 2-C herself. As one more voice called out 'Yamana Erikoooooo!' she took a deep breath and pushed the door open enough to slip in herself.

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Their guidance to the elevator just to be greeted with a douse of greenish flames did catch Mika by surprise. Her eyes opened like wide saucers as the heat and flames licked at her robes before the doors closed and the creepy chorus told them it was out of order. The noise and heat had her stunned a moment till her hands folded into her robes to try finding some zen. Really though, she was tempted to grab her relic and seal the elevator shut first. The scare and the loud screams proving more annoying and cumbersome. Even more so that they were purposely lied to. Mika wasn't going to be as trusting as she was at the start if this keeps up.

"It doesn't look like we have options," she spoke low and slowly to the senior and traveled back to the staircase that other woman scaled. What awaited on the second floor was a peculiar fence on the left hallway. Mika stopped to look and note how it was as if a section of the school fence was cut out and placed here. Behind her, the class room door slid open with some giggling and movement heard from the other side of the other doors. People were here somewhere but it sounded more childish in a way.

Without taking too long to over think this, her name could be heard calling in her ear loudly. Mika glared into the classroom and marched in after Eriko.

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As the three entered the classroom all of the lights in the room instantly came on as four first years stood on the far side of the classroom clapping cheerfully. However, their look was far from cheerful. All four looked quite thin with chalk white skin (though obviously make up) and extremely dirty finger and toe nails. All four also had cute nooses around their necks. They had extremely dark makeup around their eyes to resemble the dead.
"WELCOME!" they said in unison.

The classroom was empty of anything except the students and four desks pushed together in the center of the room. In the middle of the four desks was a single paper figure like an old shikigami. On the board of the classroom a cryptic message was written.


"Play the game!" written over and over until one reached the bottom corner of the board. Not written but instead carved into the board and covered in blood was the message
"DON'T PLAY THE GAME!"

The four first years smiled.
"The doll is split into three pieces. The legs, the head, and the body. Please take one. Pull the paper doll apart at the same time though, or you will get none." they chanted together while holding hands and smiling at the trio.

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Eriko was starting to wonder who would be waiting for them in the room - students, certainly, but what track? When she saw the first years in ghoulish makeup and nooses hanging around their necks, her mind immediately started making guesses. Showmanship was important to this sort of event and someone who was really dedicated to making it work could make up for budgetary deficiencies. So these might be, in part, students from the more artistic tracks who naturally gravitated toward showmanship and presentation. Judging by the way the board had been littered with writing and carving, they'd taken a while to get everything set up.

She felt some responsibility as an Elite student to see this through to whatever ends might have been prepared. They'd clearly worked hard at this, so it was only polite and proper to go along with it. As creepy as anything might be Eriko had to admit it was actually kind of fun. Not knowing what to expect but being sure that it was all in good nature made this more enjoyable. As to the game that they should - or shouldn't - play, it was just a single paper doll. So simple.. and yet that meant a surprise must be planned.

"Pulling apart a paper doll at the same time? Doesn't seem so hard," Eriko remarked as she stepped over and tentatively placed a hand on the head, "I'll take this part, what about you two? Let's pull on the count of three."


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The three of them entered the room and got an unusual welcome from some...dead-looking students. Good god, the homework must be terrible! The room had the students and four desks in it, pushed together, and on the desks was a shikigami. She'd read about these. Hell, she could make one with a bit of origami and some scissors. The board, meanwhile, had some instructions.

Play the game, play the game, play the game, play the game, play the game, and...DON'T play the game?

Which one was right? Or were they both right, and that the little corner message was more like it was saying not to trust the game? It could be that way or not. Eriko seemed rather keen on this, after instructions were given by the first-years. They had to all pull the doll apart into three segments, or not at all. This all seemed straightforward, but as Makoto approached the deskes - having put away the tonfas now - she...hesitated.

"I...don't know..."

There was an uneasy look on her face. She wasn't nervous. She was thinking of how she was injured before. You may notice, she tends to wear clothing to cover up some scarring she's had on her body from being nearly killed by the earthquake from before. Unsure of all of this, she had trouble deciding before she put her hand over the middle part.

"I'll take the body."

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A small group of hanged students and a round of applause? Being the last to enter did Mika close the door behind her slowly to listen more accurately of what was going on. Hanged students welcomed them almost normally compared to the screaming choir downstairs. “A game?” She asked to herself while strolling over to view what this game is. The board near by was littered with words to play it with one saying don’t play. Mika sighed at this message. Not play and still die by fictional means? What is death in this haunted house? Mika rubbed her head and turned to the table. The option to leave was there but it wasn’t as though there was another route open for them without damaging the school.

“A doll. How queer.” A shikigami doll. Oh who? Well, there was no name on it soa nameless doll. The fact it was nameless bugged her a little that on impulse, Mika drew a typical henohenomojin face on it. Her doodles never changed and still looked horribly cartoon styled of a 5 year old. With the legs left for her to hold, Mika held the legs but loosely so that if the other girls pulled hard then it would fly out of her hand without issue. “I am not familiar with this game. Would there be a problem if the doll does not break or partly tear?” Assuming if all three pulled, either the doll would stay in tact by a balanced force of break from the center holder. Overall, the main reason for not knowing the game was that the curriculum at home didn’t account for occultism.

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The three walked over to the shikigami after looking at the board. Each seemed sure which part they would take. As Eriko grabbed the head the students clapped their hands four times and prayed. As Makoto grabbed the body the students once again clapped four times and prayed. Then finally Mika grabbed the legs and the students clapped and prayed a final time. As all four gazed at them excitedly Mika asked a question of the students. “I am not familiar with this game. Would there be a problem if the doll does not break or partly tear?”

The four first years turned to one another a few times, then all four just gazed at Mika silently for a while, then once again started looking back and forward to one another. Finally one of the first years, a young girl, with black hair and tired eyes stepped forward. She smiled darkly as the windows in the room shattered outwards, causing a cold wind to blow into the room yet didn't make the shikigami move. The lights in the room flickered violently as the girl smiled darkly.
"We're sure you will pull it apart without problem."
The girl then stepped back to join the line as all four clapped four times and prayed for the three students, waiting for them to pull the doll apart. The prayer was a dark nursery rhyme.

"Kitohiro, Kitohiro, a lonely boy at heart.

Kitohiro, Kitohiro, his heart was torn apart.

Kitohiro, Kitohiro, hiding in the dark.

Kitohiro, Kitohiro, violently torn apart."



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So, the first-years - or rather, their spokesperson - came forward to reassure Mika that the doll would come apart fine, after they had all conferred, of course. Makoto actually smiled when they did all that discussion. It was either there for an act, which she found amusing, or the other girl had stumped them for a moment, which was also funny. Either way, the display took her mind off of the bleak thoughts of the recent past. She was ready to do this thing.

Aaand that's when the creepy chanting began.

It was essentially a story, but told in quick rhyme and verse. It was about a lonely boy whose heart was in torment over his isolation from people, either physically or through just never getting on with people. It was actually kind of sad...until they mentioned him being torn apart...which was what they were about to do here. It...well... Okay, there was a reason Makoto chose the body. Technically, she didn't have to do much for the old Rip & Tear, here. What she mostly needed to do was keep the shikigami in place as the other two pulled.

So, she was mostly waiting on them to act now.

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Having not been all that familiar with the game at hand, Eriko was interested to see where it was going. All of this work put into setting up the room with creepy writing and their own creepy makeup couldn't go to waste with a sub par presentation. What it all amounted to was a short poem about a boy whose heart was torn asunder. Hence the three students were to replicate the boy's demise by tearing the doll asunder. Unsettling to think of them as tearing someone apart, but she supposed that creepiness was the whole point. Mentally the Elite student gave them points for setting up something that was definitely fitting for the ghastly atmosphere of the season.

Now she was really curious to see what they intended to do once the doll was actually taken apart. Hopefully something clever or at least to show off their creativity, she hoped. Without furhter ado she looked to the other two and counted down from three as announced previously. On 'three' she pulled with a slight tug so as not to rip the doll the wrong way or even overly aggressively.

"Let's see what happens next," she remarked, gazing at the head she'd removed from the doll before looking at the first years with an encouraging smile. Not what they'd probably hoped for in a reaction, but she felt it was appropriate to show her appreciation for their efforts.

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