[AQ] Scare-yo Acadeggmy [Miuna/Keiko]

[Miuna]

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{AQ info}Five Nights At Seiyo
+ Description: Some students have been hiding out around campus in the evening with some horror masks, jumpscaring anyone who walks by. While some are amused by it, others haven’t been taking it very well.

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There was absolutely no way that this mask was a bad idea.  After all, a giant horse head with absolutely zero support?  It was perfect, it was everything she could ask for.  And technically, while she hadn't originally planned on having someone literally soil their pants the first night, she had to admit that it was an incredibly enjoyable experience.  Since then, she'd taken it upon herself to walk around the grounds, hiding in some places and jumping out of others.  She'd scared quite a handful of people so far, even making the top trending tags for a very short amount of time.

Tonight was no different.  She was done with her homework early, so she donned her famed costume and headed out.  The grounds were quiet, most kids now afraid to even venture outside their rooms after a certain hour.  Maybe if she was lucky, the emptiness would allow her to chase a classmate or two.  She might even catch a teacher tonight if there were any still sticking around.

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[Keiko]

Notorious twitter bully Keiko Mori was not having this “jumpscare” trend for a single moment.

Sure, she personally recognized that her actions might not really be all that friendly when it came to regular social interactions, but atleast she was a bully with standards. A cheap jump scare was just low to her on the totem pole of socially acceptable forms of torment in the terms of bullying her peers. There was no tact in it, no sense of integrity, no form of honor to it, and the largely devastating fact that she, personally, fell for them rather easily. With these reasons she decided to have a personal stake out for any one of those scarers and prosecute them with JUSTICE.

Her stake out founder her hiding unsophisticated in the bushes, peering out into the mostly deserted campus through a pair of cheap binoculars she so graciously procured from a willing lackey of hers. It wasn’t until she was a full half hour in did she finally get sight of a suspicious figure lurking through the shadows around the dormitory building.

“Gotcha,” she muttered under her breath as she cautiously approached the target with a crouched walk.

Strangely enough, though, as she continued with her stealth approach she couldn’t help but notice something terribly odd about the target she was hunting down. While they did seem to be wearing a mask, just as the other scarerers were said to had, the mask in question wasn’t exactly “normal”. In fact it was almost more comical than it was terrifying, but there was no harm in checking, was there?

Finally on the last stretch of ground, Keiko rather suddenly emerged from the bushes and threw a agitatedly pointed finger straight at Miuna’s general direction. “You there! What do you think you’re doing wearing a mask like that during these hours!”

[Miuna]

Miuna heard the voice behind her, recognizing it as the beautiful third year Mori Keiko. If she discovered her identity, she'd definitely (probably) turn her over to the school heads. That really wasn't an option she was looking for, not this early on in the school year. There was still so much she had to accomplish before being expelled. There had to be a way to get out of this without revealing her identity...

Turning around slowly, Miuna faced the other student. She'd ditched her uniform for black slacks to make it easier to move around and hide. The dark color provided perfect cover in the shadows, even if she stuck out like a sore thumb under the street lamps. Her hair was also tied up and hidden under her mask, leaving the back slightly deformed. It probably wasn't the scariest costume, but the sheer idiocy of it left people freaked.

"I-isn't it obvious," Miuna said after sizing up the enemy. She dropped her voice another octave, adding in a slight rasp to hopefully hide her identity, "T-to think that the famed Mori Keiko would be so oblivious as to what was going on right under her nose... right under the noses of everyone at school."

Swallowing hard, the student took a step back. There was only one opportunity to make her mistake and she had to take it, no matter what. "I am none other than.... a furry enthusiast."

[Keiko]

The situation was tense. Not in the traditional tense, like she might’ve been tense for an unfamiliar confrontation, but rather the fact that everything about her current plight was downright unnerving. She expected some sort of reaction from the masked stranger- some sort of reaction that was “normal” and “expected”, but as she stared into the hollow, cold, dead, soulless eyes of the horse head she couldn’t help but feel some sweat drip down on the back of her neck. For a moment it was just silence between the two of them, until…

What?

Keiko stared dumbfoundedly at the horse-masked character, whose age nor gender were easily identifiable, with a slacked enough jaw that a whole fist could probably rest easily between her teeth. After a strange proclamation, in a voice Keiko would never consider to be normal by any standards, Keiko found very quickly that she was a little freaked out and way too confused to suddenly follow through her infliction of ‘justice’.

“Hah? A… furry? Is that what this is?” Her head tilted to one side and she clamped her mouth shut.

[Miuna]

Miuna laughed maniacally, inching her way backwards bit by bit. She seemed to have thrown off the upperclassman, if only for a moment. Behind the two of them, a street lamp flickered. If she could just make it to that point, she might be able to use the flash of darkness to make her escape. Then it would be a matter of running far enough that she could take off the horse mask and return to her dorm.

"It seems you underestimate us, Mori Keiko," the horse creature replied. It lifted its rubber head, still peering up at the heeled woman with empty eyes. "'Is that what this is?' As if! It's more than just a furry meet up. It's a revolution! For years, we've been looked down upon by the ruthless masses, unable to reveal our true selves. We are a new species, a better species. One that gives into the true nature of evolution, and becomes one with what we've forgotten!"

Miuna continued to inch farther and farther back, her pilgrimage slow and steady. She just had to keep talking, keep Keiko busy until she could get away. "Mori Keiko, join us. I used to be like you, but now I am a horse. Become one with us, or your head will join mine in their... collection."

[Keiko]

There was a flash of fear that ran through Keiko’s eyes, much like prey being caught up by a predator. Clearly she did not feel in control of this situation at all; she pretty much had approached the stranger to confront them about cruelly scaring other students with cheap tactics, but she was the one left shaking in her stylish heels as the gross horse-hybrid started laughing with intense ferocity. Despite Miuna being the one who started backing away herself, Keiko found herself slinking slowly behind her, not really wanting to deal with… well, frankly, whatever it was that she found herself dealing with.

“... A revolution?” Her voice was small as her eyebrows rose far above her eyes, she was too alarmed by how odd the situation was to take it logically or in stride for a second. For a hot minute she was genuinely convinced there was a fury revolution, and this was the head of it. Long enough for her to cover her mouth in horror as she, too, was offered to join this cult of animal-mask loving enthusiasts. She almost played right into this stranger’s hands- almost.

Reality had slapped Keiko in the face hard, just as quick as it had left her, and she found herself stopping her retreat, clenching her fists, and suddenly going into a full-throttle sprint TOWARDS the masked vigilante.

“Either way, I STILL WOULD NEED TO TAKE YOU IN!”

[Miuna]

Miuna thought she had it in the bag when she saw the upperclassman pause, making a last ditch effort to run towards the blinking light. Just as her foot reached the tip of it, she heard a stomping noise behind her. She turned slowly, as slowly as she could while dressed as a strange horse creature, only to notice Keiko charging at her at full speed. It was like watching death storm across the fields, ready to take her down the moment it reached her.

She screamed, turning on her heel again and racing past the blinking light down the path. Forget being written up, she was going to die. She was absolutely positive she was going to perish if Keiko got her hands on this horse mask. She really would end up headless, except her nice long braid would be wrapped around her rotting throat above Keiko Mori's bedframe. Maybe if she was lucky, she could get Junko to dust her every few days...

"MERCY!" She continued to yell, making a mad dash for the corner of one of the academic buildings. She was in a bad spot, nowhere to turn, nowhere to hide. Both of them were matched athletically, there'd be no outrunning the upperclassman. In a valiant effort to escape the crazed woman, Miuna grabbed onto a windowsill, pulling herself up against the edge of the building.

Miuna had seen this in parkour videos done by other schools. She just had to make it to the roof and she could escape from there. Looking down at Keiko, she laughed maniacally again. "Rest kindred spirit! We will accept your allegiance another day. For now I make my retreat!"[/i]

[Keiko]

The surprise factor had gotten Keiko a significant enough head start to warrant herself a minor pat on the back, as her new adversary found themselves slowly stick in their tracks as they turned to look upon Keiko with their rubbery gaze. Her fist of divine justice tingled as she her fingers crunched in and out of a clench, drawing back slightly as she made it very obvious she might as well have been planning to swing a left hook at her perpetrator. The crazed beast cried for mercy, or at least that was as much as she was able to make out, which she had no actual intention to give. It wasn’t until one her tall heel hooked itself on a divot in the dirt did she stop her mad dash, tripping her entirely so that she landed nose first against the filthy grass.

Understandably, it knocked quite a bit out of her. She leaned up and rubbed her nose uncertainly as she caught sight of the undesirable stranger hooking herself to the building and climbing up it like the animal Keiko was convinced they were. After making their uncivilized ascent the stranger turned toward her fallen body and laughed in that cruel tone- for the first and only time in her life Keiko Mori felt a bit small. A bit being the key word, she still had the dignity to pull herself from off the group and to wipe off as much of her face and uniform as she could.

“You won’t get away from this for too long! I’ll find out who you are- especially if you keep running around and spooking the students like this!” Keiko grit her teeth and put her hand on her hip. “Your uncouth humor is insidious and I’m grateful that it purged from my line of sight! Don’t let me find you again, Your Horseliness!”

[Miuna]

Miuna was surprised she'd managed to make it so far, her athletic skills usually outmatched by the older students. Even with her training they still had years of experience on her, especially when it came to completing laps. It was by pure luck that she'd managed to make it this far, and she had no intention of not completely basking in her victory. She stood at the edge of the roof now, toes peeking over the edge as she raised her hands to give a winning shout.

"I-I did it!" she said, swaying a bit on her feet. The sprinting had left her out of breathe and she felt her legs wobble a bit. The mask was difficult to breath in and her heart pounded in her chest. "Mark my words, faithful servant! Your speech means little to me, you will never again have a chance to catch the great Horse God! I am the master of furries everywhere, I am----"

Her words were cut off as her legs gave in, and though she caught herself her knees were already buckling off the roof. With a girly shriek, her fingers grabbed onto the edge of a windowsill. It didn't stop the impact but it managed to break her fall just a bit, a bush at the bottom her last saving grace. She now laid tangled in front of the upperclassman, mask slightly ajar with her hair spilling out underneath.

"So uh..." she hissed, rubbing at a bruise forming on her tailbone, "I can uh.... I can explain."