daybreakacademy | When You Made Wishes: start! (player plot)

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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!]

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[Oh, RIP.

Adelaide's made cookies enough times that she's got a recipe memorized. (Most of those times were at the dorms of her college, so the memories are pretty fresh.) She gets herself busy rummaging through the kitchen for everything she needs, as her tiny self finds a spot to sit and watch.]

Hopefully this won't be too boring for you.

[Since, you know, everyone's just watching her cook.]

Hmm? Nah. Watching other people work puts me in a good mood, really works up my appetite, too.

[Or he’s just being an asshole, on top of being aware how shitty he is at anything that isn’t making drinks.]

Hey, snowflake! You ever play MASH? I was thinking about teaching R — uh, weasel. [The boy looks up, over to Adelaide again, and shrugs. He’s decided she’s fine.] Kinda hard when the other person doesn’t talk, though.

That's good, if you're not a fan of sweets.

[She's going to end up with so many leftover cookies. What's she gonna do with all those cookies??

...Probably give them away to other students. People always go nuts for free food.]

Um - I don't think so? [She looks over at him, concerned for a moment, before shaking her head. She doesn't know what this MASH thing is and isn't sure if that's a good or bad thing.]

[Yeah, getting rid of cookies isn't going to be a problem... Maverick will even take a handful for his cafe, if little Adelaide isn't wanting to hoard them.

But man, he was sort of hoping Adelaide knew more about this preteen girl's sleepover game... He's only played twice, both times with Kano, so he's sure his idea of it is a bit screwy. Oh well. He'll just adapt, as usual.]

It's a game that helps you look into your future, but you don't even have to be a Seerto play! Ricky's mama is a Seer, and seeing the future gives her headaches, so this is a nice way to take some of the burden off her shoulders. Wanna give it a shot?

[Sorry, Adelaide is just slightly too young to know about these games. Older Adelaide knows, though, and she looks a little amused. Isn't that the game that just tells you who you're going to marry...

Either way, Adelaide is game for this.]

Yeah!

[Teach her your ways, Maverick.]

[hell yeahhh. Okay, well he's got his marker with him as always, but he's gotta quick run to get paper. He slaps his notebook down with finality.]

Okay! So first, you gotta tell me five names of people you know.

Well...There's you, and Adelaide, and, um. Weasel?

[She...does not have many friends. Or. Any.

Whoops.]

[...Well. Yeah. If he'd asked Ricky, and Ricky had been able to answer, he'd only be able to offer Ramona as a name, under normal circumstances. No one else really mattered that much.]

Hmm. Have you met any other kids here? Or, hey! Any actors or actresses you like?

[Sometimes it just be like that.

Adelaide thinks for a moment.]

I met Kohaku! She was nice. And, um...I met Grimm, though he's not a kid...

[Though he certainly has the air of an actor.]

That's okay. Adelaide and I aren't kids, are we?

[They're kids, they're just bigger kids. If he wasn't such a kid, he wouldn't have come up with the hot chocolate cafe, or baking up cookies, or dumb sleepover games, or at least it would have taken him a while longer.]

Okay, so that's done... Four animals!

[Adelaide nods. He's right! They aren't kids.

Coming up with animals is easier, at least.]

Cat, shark, wolf, uh... bat!

[Sounds like a solid list to her.]

[Not bad, not bad. He nods and adds it to the paper.]

Four numbers that are between 1 and 999.

9, 19... [For their ages, u kno] 200 and 450!

And 4...50...

[Perfect.]

Alright, last one. I want you to give me five colors.

Green, yellow, pink, blue, and orange!

[The last question!! She's excited to see what he's going to do with all of this.]

[He finishes up writing, then lifts the notebook to examine his work from another angle. Beautiful.]

And now for the touch of fate... Hey bumble, pick a number 2-12 so I can get this kid her dang prophecy already.

[Oh, someone's talking to her. Adelaide looks up from where she's perched next to the over, before humming.]

7.

[Little Adelaide is so curious. She wants the results!]

[He nods to himself and counts things off silently, marker crossing off options as he goes. It doesn't take him too long before he clears his throat in an authoritative manner.]

The prophecy is as follows! Young Adelaide and Kohaku we're walking one day and found an injured bat in need of help! Together, they raised nineteen thousand eur -- uh, no, dollars -- in order to get it all fixed up. When it was better, Adelaide got it an orange collar and it decided to remain her friend. It helped every last one of her enemies.

...Well, it went a little funny at the end there, but I'm sure your pet bat had its reasons.

[...yeah, Kano didn't teach him typical MASH. The M was Married, A was Ate, S was Suplexed, and H was helped, which bitty Adelaide can discover for herself as Maverick flourishes the paper and presents it to her. Your prophecy, madam.]

[Little Adelaide considers this very seriously for a moment, as the older raises her eyebrows. That doesn't sound quite right to her, but she's not going to say anything about it.

And then, very gravely, Little Adelaide speaks.]

Maybe it's because I won't have any enemies.

[She will gladly take the paper from him, though, before looking up at him.]

Have you done one for yourself before?

[He gives an approving nod at her positive outlook. There you go, no enemies. That's the spirit.]

Not for myself, but my buddy cricket did one for me. Said I was gonna escape some bloodthirsty weasels and eat --

[His eyes flick to Ricky. Probably shouldn't mention that the end of the story had him eating fellow student, Peter Parker. Eating people...might be off limits for a few years yet.]

-- uh... Grilled cheese, I think it was.

[Grilled cheese was part of it, too, it's not a lie.]

[She will be too powerful for enemies.

Her nose wrinkles, and she nods thoughtfully.]

Well, that's good.

[Surviving is always a good thing, even if grilled cheese isn't the best celebration.

In other news-]

I think the cookies are almost done.

[Finally.]

Hell yeah! Damn, she's talented, isn't she?

[Ricky nods and reaches up for the notebook.] Hm? You wanna draw? [nodnod.] Fine, here you go, you little weasel.

Pfft. They're just cookies.

[Little Adelaide watches this exchange closely, tilting her head. It's probably rude to ask, but-]

What are you gonna draw?

[He looks up, stopping a moment and bringing the notebook up to cover his face as his blinks at her like an apprehensive fawn. Um... Shrug?? Ricky shorts one hand to hold onto Maverick's pant leg. It was a lot easier with Ramona and her skirts...]

Ricky doesn't, uh. Talk. He won't mind if you watch or draw with him, though, right?

[Another shrug from the boy. Probably not?]

Ooooh.

[Well, that's okay! Talking is so boring, anyways.]

I'm not very good at drawing, so I can just watch!

[She'll be super polite and make sure he has plenty of space to create his masterpiece.]

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