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daybreakacademy2019-04-01 04:43 pm
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When You Made Wishes: start! (player plot)
Imagine Wist's surprise when April rolled around and their plan for a great prank was foiled on account of all those students just...leaving??? Truly, they have become the April fool... It's what they wanted, of course -- for the pitiful humans to find freedom -- and sure there are some stragglers around, but...in the end, they decide to take the win and enjoy a short break of their own. Good thing, too, or they might have pulled out all their hair in frustration when Spring Break comes to an end and the swarm of students and faculty willingly return to their prison.
While settling back into the academy and resigning themselves to a routine, the people of Daybreak will be soothed by a gentle tune rising up from the forest. It isn't a song they've heard before, and yet, somehow...it's nostalgic, isn't it? The soft notes of the pan flute stir up something in their hearts, tugging at old memories and drawing forth a feeling of dissatisfaction and longing out from under them. Let the song lull them into taking a moment to withdraw from the hustle and bustle -- hey, turns out they sort of need it. Maybe they're coming down with a cold, or just some quick little bug...
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>> user M3G4M4G1CH4XX posted on April 6th, 2019:
Why did you come back? You don't have to live like this.
Weren't things better back then? Try to remember what it used to be like.
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The odd message from an iris account that doesn't exist isn't up for long before the spell kicks into the next phase. However they manifest and from when differs from person to person, but those affected will all have the bizarre experience of watching some ghost of themselves from their past be born from their soul's memory. Don't think there are those that can escape this fate just by returning at a later time, either -- Wist can keep up this panpipe nonsense all day, every day if they have to. If that what it takes to get their point across...
Good luck trying to comprehend whatever point that may be, because now Daybreak is the new home to a bunch of familiar-looking rugrats and has to contend with whatever complications they may bring along with them.
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[For more information on this plot, please see this ooc infopost!]
While settling back into the academy and resigning themselves to a routine, the people of Daybreak will be soothed by a gentle tune rising up from the forest. It isn't a song they've heard before, and yet, somehow...it's nostalgic, isn't it? The soft notes of the pan flute stir up something in their hearts, tugging at old memories and drawing forth a feeling of dissatisfaction and longing out from under them. Let the song lull them into taking a moment to withdraw from the hustle and bustle -- hey, turns out they sort of need it. Maybe they're coming down with a cold, or just some quick little bug...

Why did you come back? You don't have to live like this.
Weren't things better back then? Try to remember what it used to be like.
The odd message from an iris account that doesn't exist isn't up for long before the spell kicks into the next phase. However they manifest and from when differs from person to person, but those affected will all have the bizarre experience of watching some ghost of themselves from their past be born from their soul's memory. Don't think there are those that can escape this fate just by returning at a later time, either -- Wist can keep up this panpipe nonsense all day, every day if they have to. If that what it takes to get their point across...
Good luck trying to comprehend whatever point that may be, because now Daybreak is the new home to a bunch of familiar-looking rugrats and has to contend with whatever complications they may bring along with them.
[For more information on this plot, please see this ooc infopost!]
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His intense feelings of success are blown away by his insatiable dairy desires. Rexxy literally throws his hands up, the 'L O V E' sparklers blasting out from his fingertips as he hops in place a few times. ]
You're the coolest! Yeah yeah!
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Yeah, I'm pretty great. [he'll be a little sad when all the kids disappear and no one thinks he's cool anymore, tbh...also if this next part of his plan makes Rexxy stop thinking he's cool. But where else to get some quality dairy than from the Dairy King Rex himself?
Maverick crouches down so he can fully address Indrik, fingers running through his mane and everything.] Heyyy, buddy. Can you lead us to where your other friend is? The super duper tall one. If you take me to him, I'll make sure you get lots of rewards~
[he's talking to a dumb monster and he can feel himself getting dumber for it]
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Rex could be anywhere, it's 1 in 360 chance Indrik is heading in the right direction. ]
Does this guy only have two friends?
[ Little Rexxy clearly finds this appalling and flops forward to cuddle Indrik's mane lovingly. He's sharp. 'Other' friend means it's a limited number. ]
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I dunno, I guess. I've only ever seen him with my buddy grim before, but that doesn't mean he couldn't have others. I just know I'm not gonna be one of 'em, from his point of view, right?
[He's just...sort of used to bonding with people with no friends, why would this creature be any different?]
He likes you and grim waaaay more. But that's okay, because I like you guys way more than I like Pufók, too, so we're even.