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Unhappy Refrain

Unhappy Refrain

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The story of the children who question happiness- Will they all be able to find and understand it, or will they always be stuck in an unhappy refrain?

3,002 readers have visited Unhappy Refrain since DeathScythe386 created it.

Introduction

"Hey, what's happiness?"


Every single person in this world has regrets, buried deeply in their hearts. Some choose to dismiss them, but they come back and bite while you turn your back on them. Those who do remember and hold onto their regrets, live with heavy hearts, forever finding a way to forgive themselves or go back to the day so they could change it, stop it- do whatever they can to prevent themselves from having those regrets in the future. But one thing, most people ask this one simple question:

"How can you be happy? What's luck?"


In the city of the sky, Heavenrend, there is a group of children who had questioned happiness more than once in their lives. Some choose to hide their sadness, loneliness, or depression behind masks of smiling faces, or convert all that darkness into energy to make other people happy- But all this weigh down on them and eventually they won't be able to take it anymore. The others aren't afraid to show it, don't talk much and only sit in a corner, quietly drawing away thoughts in their own minds.

This is a story that will make your eyes tear.



This is the story of the children stuck in an Unhappy Refrain.


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Heavenrend City our primary setting

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Heavenrend City

Heavenrend City by DeathScythe386

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Character Portrait: Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins Character Portrait: Ayano Kujikawa Character Portrait: Ataro Hatsuyuki Character Portrait: Arata Natari Character Portrait: Allan Felix Fragarach
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"They say they won't tell our parents, but what'll happen if our parents ask why we have to stay for extended hours? We can't just tell them we're going because of cleaning duty." Ayano heard Ataro speak up about their current situation just now, taking her mind off Alexa for the time being. He's not really helping the atmosphere cheer up but he has a point. "I agree with Hatsuyuki-san." Ayano seconded the statement. "Eventually, our parents will grow suspicious about us staying over for extended hours. And this school has its own set of cleaning staff so making students clean up is basically used for discipline only." She sighed as she also leaned back on her chair, wondering what else to say. In a way, Ataro did manage to start a meaningful conversation.

She turned to face Ataro and answered again. "I don't know about you, but every time my parents ask, I always say that I stopped by the mall for a while. Traffic also counts as an excuse in my case." She gave some suggestions to Ataro. Lying may not be a good thing but it's a temporary solution, at least until they can finally have the guts to admit it. "We don't really know what they want us to do yet but if it's nothing to severe then I guess we could tell them. For me, I'll just keep up this lie until it's over though." She then turned to Alexa and Arata.

"What about you two? Do you have any other excuse that we might try?"





"Tch, I told you, I don't want a haircut..." Allan was debating with some ladies who suddenly approached him as he passed by a salon while he waited for his targets. They were recommending a bunch of shitty hairstyles for him which he isn't really interested in. "Look over there." He pointed to a wealthy looking businessman at a nearby coffee shop. "He seems like he could use a makeover, why don't you bother him instead?" He managed to ward off the ladies and go back to his original pace. He glanced at the large sign of their salon with the statement "We can deliver you happiness with our styles!" in glaring lights.

"What a load of baloney!" He sighed as he turned to look at the school. "The client wants some girl named Momoko Hatchuyaki or something like that. Her brother supposedly studies here so tailing him would be the best course of action." Aside from that, they also wanted him to take out the kids who supposedly kicked the asses of their men at the mall the other day. He sighed and shot a glance at the salon again before returning to his pacing. "Happiness isn't something served on a silver platter, you have to take it from someone else's cold hands--" Just then, a lady from a bakeshop passed him, carrying a tray of samples. "Oh, look! Cookies!" He ran after her, wanting to try a cookie or two.

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Character Portrait: Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins Character Portrait: Ayano Kujikawa Character Portrait: Ataro Hatsuyuki Character Portrait: Arata Natari
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Arata nodded in agreement.
"Lying will be best for now, although we can work on finding alternate options tomorrow. What do you think, Alexa?"
Alexa frowned a bit.
"My family's dead so it doesn't matter."
Arata put his hand on Alexa's shoulder comfortingly.
"I'm sorry. I had forgotten that. Well, what about a name? We are still technically a club so what should we call ourselves?"
"I had an idea... How about the A-Brigade? I thought it makes sense since our names all start with A."

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"A-brigade. Heh, kind of funny name for us." Ayano laughed at this. These people really know how to take her mind of her problems. The professor then came inside. "Only one is missing huh. All right, here's what I want you to do."

He sat in the same table near the four of them and gave them the instructions. "We will be conducting a series of one-on-one interviews with each of you. You are only to answer the required questions today and you'll be given the results tomorrow. One of you will follow me to the counseling room while the rest of you stay here. After the questioning is over, you are free to go and I'll call another one. For the order, well last names are quite boring now eh?" The professor laughed at his own sense of humor that Ayano didn't find funny at all. "We'll go with your first names. First is Alexa, then Arata, then Ataro and finally, you Ayano." He finished up and picked up his files.

"Now, follow me into the room Alexa." He looked at Arata Natari then. "You're up next. This will only take like five minutes so don't worry. You'll be home before you realize it."

"You'll be home before you realize it..." Ayano sighed as the professor left the room, asking Alexa to follow him. Ayano called out to Alexa then. "Good luck there. I heard this questioning is rather boring."

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Character Portrait: Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins Character Portrait: Ayano Kujikawa
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Alexa nodded.
"Thank you, Ayano. I'll probably need it..."
Alexa walked over to the interview room. A slight tremble made its way through her body.
'Even though Ayano said it would be boring, I can't help but feel nervous. What kind of questions will they ask?'
'Heh, I can kill these guys instead.'
'No, Eradicator. Don't do it!'
Alexa argued in her head when she made it over to the room with the professor.
"Okay... What do you want to know?"

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Ayano watched as Alexa thanked her and followed the professor to the room. She felt a bit of anxiety for Alexa because she knows how brutal and personal some of the questions can be. She turned to Ataro and Arata and asked. "Think she'll be alright?"

Inside the room, the professor walked to a counselor waiting inside and browsed through some folders containing the students' files. He took Alexa's and motioned for her to sit at the table.

"Alright Alexa. You probably have the least questions as compared to those three back there. Now shall we--oh, hold on a sec." The professor was interrupted by a call from his cellphone. The way he nodded and spoke indicated that it was something important. So he just turned to Alexa and handed her a written form of the questions. He excused himself to go outside.

The questions were as follows:
1.) Your family suddenly stopped coming for orientations and meetings and stuff. Why's that?
2.) According to some students, you have moments where you suddenly become passive and aggressive. Did you have some sort of history of illness in your family?
3.) You haven't been coming much to some of the classes in the past few months. You have more absences than days attended during your entire academic calendar. Why's that?

It was rather few but the professor may not be back for a while so at most, they may just be answering questionnaire type counseling.

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Character Portrait: Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins Character Portrait: Ayano Kujikawa Character Portrait: Ataro Hatsuyuki Character Portrait: Arata Natari
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Arata looked over at Ayano.
"I'm not sure... I'm hoping she will be though. I think she's tough enough to get through them all."
(Back with Alexa)
'There is no way I can answer these questions truthfully...'
Alexa looked over at the paper and re-read the questions.
'Why did my family stop coming to orientations? That should be easy enough to lie through. I don't want to get into social services...'
1.) Your family suddenly stopped coming for orientations and meetings and stuff. Why's that?
The main reason is that my family is too busy. They're almost always working late so I never see them.

The next question was... simpler.
'I can't tell them about Eradicator. However...'
2.) According to some students, you have moments where you suddenly become passive and aggressive. Did you have some sort of history of illness in your family?
Yes, I suffer from terrible mood swings. I never quite got a hold of my easily excitable temper and it must show for some of the students to be concerned. I'll work my hardest to try and avoid losing control... but I make no promises.

Then there was the last question.
'Well, there's absolutely no way I can say I'm a street rat. Let's see...'
3.) You haven't been coming much to some of the classes in the past few months. You have more absences than days attended during your entire academic calendar. Why's that?
Remember my aforementioned mood swings? Sometimes my parents fear that I may be a danger so they don't let me attend classes for the safety of those around me...

Alexa sighed.
'There's more truth in these words than I thought there would be. Replace mood swings with Eradicator and my parents with myself and that's mainly why I don't go to school. Hopefully Arata will fare better...'
Alexa walked back to the others once she handed her answers to the Professor.
"Arata-san, I think you're next. I think you'll finish early as well."
Despite Alexa being okay to leave, she made no effort to do so. Where could she go anyway? She needed to wait for Ataro. Arata nodded and then walked into the question room.
"Alright, sir. What did you wish to ask?"

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"With how she was acting a while ago? To be completely honest here, I'm getting worried." Ataro replied. Especially since he had seen and looked the girl in the eyes sometimes, and it was virtually impossible- at least for him- to get color contacts on in the blink of an eye. After a few minutes, Alexa came back, asking for Arata. Ataro sighed. He was next. 'Damn, I hope they don't ask about her...' He thought glumly and...guiltily.

There was no way he could tell them he was a murderer, after all.

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Ayano watched as Arata and Alexa swapped places, with her going in and him going out. When she saw Alexa take her seat, she quickly asked him how did it go.

"Well? Was it easy? Nothing personal?" Ayano asked away, anticipating something when it comes to her turn.

Meanwhile, the counselor handed Arata his questionnaire as he asked about his interrogation. His questions were a different set of course, but it somehow had tie-ins to the three involved.

1.) Around what time were the three admitted to the hospital? How many minutes or hours have passed after the incident at the mall?
2.) Have you had any contact with Ataro Hatsuyuki, Alexa Flarea and Ayano Kujikawa prior to the events a few days earlier?
3.) When you performed their diagnosis, did they take any psychological tests to determine their state of mind? Have you observed any weird behavior coming from the three of them?


There is a last part but it was more of a request than a question:
If possible, can you submit us a copy of the physical and mental examination records of the three cases mentioned that they took prior to entering the school?


The questions were nothing personal, rather, it was about the people around him recently. It was almost as if they are going to conduct an investigation on all three.

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Character Portrait: Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins Character Portrait: Ayano Kujikawa Character Portrait: Ataro Hatsuyuki Character Portrait: Arata Natari Character Portrait: Arthur Wright
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#, as written by Zalgo
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

Arthur stepped past the gates to the cemetery, leaving it now that his instructor's funeral was done. There was little point in staying and dwelling on the matter over the fresh soil. He had plenty of time to think on his walk home. Sure, it may be a mile or two between him and his destination but he had to walk it nonetheless. It was either pay for bus fare or use the money for food. He felt he made the right choice.

His memory recalled his father's own death. We didn't have the funds to afford a funeral for his father. Hell, We didn't even have enough money to get him cremated. In the end there was little said over his passing, just a toe tag and a spot in a shiny metal box alongside a bunch of other corpses. In the end the thought had long past the mortician's mind after the task was done. I would be the only one to remember father's life for whatever impact it may have had on me.

And what of me?
He began to turn his philosophizing onto himself. In the end my father's life will fade from everyone's memories as all trivial memories do, lasting only in mine. When the day comes for me to die there will be little to no evidence that he even existed and even less to distinguish him from any other shmoe. What impact will his life have had once I'm gone? Hell, what impact will MY life have even? For all the crap I've given him at least he managed to hook up with a girl and have a child. When I die, if someone burns my wallet there will have been no meaning to my existence. To be erased from existence... I don't think there is a more literal form of death than that.


My instructor, now he had something going. He spread his knowledge of combat to his students and now they all show to his funeral, to commemorate the lasting impact he's had on their lives. They will probably remember this event their whole lives. They might even tell their kids, spreading the memory down to them. The memories of their fathers would be more trivial information however. Soon they'd forget the tale of their father's teacher and when their father's die that knowledge will be lost. No matter how far down the chain these memories travel, theres always a terminus, a final destination, an ending. Even when the story ends there might even be writing somewhere, telling the story from beginning to end. But I must ask: Who would read the tale of some guy who ran a martial arts club in some suburban neighborhood in Heavenrend? It's not like the tales of old, of great teachers imparting wisdom and knowledge onto the people who would go on to change the destiny of entire kingdoms. These people would most likely go on to settle down, get mundane jobs and-


Arthur's train of thought was interrupted when a bus drove by, splashing a small puddle up which sprayed a bit onto him. "Goddamnit!" He shouted, mainly out of surprise. Looking at the number on the bus he saw that it was on the route to the bus stop right by his home. "Well, isn't that just perfect." He griped. He knew the world didn't have thoughts or preferences but if it did he was certain it would have a sick sense of humor. Standing there, soaked in fetid water he sighed and shrugged. To top it all off he lost his train of thought. What the was I even thinking about again? Eh, it doesn't matter. Not like I'm narrating to an audience or anything.



A short walk later


As he walked he saw the old pizza shop he spent most of his dinners at. All the windows were boarded up, the signs all taken down. There was little doubt that this place was shut down for good. He had heard that the business simply couldn't afford the upkeep due to the fact that all of it's clients were families that lived in the neighborhood. All the parents that used to go there have retired now and the children are leaving for colleges and universities. The fate of this old building now laid in the hands of the city. Seeing as no one else has bought the space yet it was quite likely they'd just bulldoze the property to have a space someone else could build over.

This all brought about the sense of entropy to Arthur's current stew of despair. No matter how great Arthur's desire to appear strong might of been, simply staring at the hollow phantom of a childhood now past worked it's way through the jaded shell around his heart. Tears started to well up at the corners of his eyes, his teeth grit in anger towards this weakness he was showing. With his fists balled up he took a single step. After a pause he took another, then another, then another. His slow gait halted only when was within arms length of the building. In a bout of existential rage he punched the worn out dull red bricks that made up the side of the old pizzaria. His voice was now leaking out in the form of a loud mixture of crying and growling. Why!? Why must I be so weak!? I am accustomed to misery, I shouldn't feel this way. I am in control of this body, not my damn emotions! Pull yourself together Arthur! Snap out of it!

Despite how much he wanted to let this go he was in the grips of a powerful sorrow. Having lost the last person he ever talked to without any sense of hostility he had no one and nothing to turn towards to seek comfort. Seeing this place made him yearn for the beautiful nostalgia that, even as miserable a childhood as it might of been, still held an almost honey toned glaze that he wished to feel once more. No matter how hard he tried to though his youth was long gone. Time had destroyed everything which held any kind of memory, good or bad, in a much faster time than he could brace for. Underneath that cold, hateful gaze of his was a humble plea to return to a time where life simply wasn't so bad. He could only dream of returning to the days of a child when his only worries were of the immediate. Back then there was still his whole life ahead of him, still yet to be decided. His fate seemed so opened ended, like anything was possible, only time being privy to the destination he was bound for. Had he known that this was the life he was destined to live back then suicide would of been an attractive option. He might of been a child but his mind was always dark like that.


Shutting his eyes caused the tears to squeeze out around the point of joining between his eyelids. He started to breath rhythmically, only able to take fast shallow breaths at first. Slowly his breaths grew deeper and slower as he went until he finally capped the well of emotions which had sprung open. His face felt crusty with tears and his face was flush. He finally opened his hands and unclenched his teeth, both of which hurt from the intensity with which they were held. Finally his eyes opened, red and irritated looking from the tears his heart forced them to shed. With a heavy sigh he stepped out from the alley beside the old remnant and proceeded down the sidewalk, still hunched over as though he were carrying a cumbersome burden.

When he finally arrived back at the dojo he came witness to a familiar surprise, the familiarity of which had only making it more surprising. On the door was a notice from the city stating that the dojo, having no legal heir to inherit it, was to be handed back to the city. When he tried to open the door it was locked. He produced his key to the building before seeing that someone had placed an additional lock over the previous lock to prevent him from coming inside. "Oh this is bullshit! I still live here! why'd they go and put a lock on the door!? My stuff's still in there!" He shouted at the door in his outrage. Seeing as how the city locked him out of his own house, a house that was never technically his own to begin with mind you, he had to resort to more drastic means of entry.

He threw a heavy kick at the door. It shuddered with a resounding thud but showed no sign of yielding. The door was made of metal and though it was old it was hefty enough. He gave it kick after kick but relented before too long. He knew well enough that he'd probably end up summoning the police due to the racket before he'd see any results from his effort. Looking around for other entrances he remembered the tree which grew pretty close to his window. There was a limb that reached out very close to his window. Sometimes he had to trim that limb so that it didn't start growing through the window and into his room. Theoretically he could climb into his room is the branch could support the weight. Unfortunately for him, he never tested this theory before. "I can't believe I'm stuck with resorting to this."


He reached up, grabbing a purchase for him to haul himself up with. The rough bark on the tree was digging into his flesh as he pulled. Though painful as it was he managed to pull himself onto a lower branch. The branch was too small for him to sit on without breaking it, only really providing enough strength to serve as a foothold. There was going to be little rest for him until he reached his room, that much was certain.

His arms were well scored by the time he finally made it onto the harrying limb itself. All that was left was to climb from the tree, along the branch and into the window. Though the task itself was not difficult, at the height he had climbed to falling had a significant potential to be fatal. Making his way across he was cautious of his balance as though his life depended on it which it very much did. Much to his benefit the branch held his weight for quite a distance. As he was arms reach away from the window however...

Snap!

The branch gave out as he neared it's tip. Arthur felt his whole weight disappear right out from underneath him in an instant. With his life on the line and adrenaline in his blood he shot both hands out to grab onto the window sill. His dexterity proved useful that day as he slammed against the side of the dojo, his fingernails digging into the wood just before the glass panels. At this point his harrowing journey had transformed into a desperate struggle. At this point his musings at death had become very real and very immediate fears.

"Damnit! Cant... Die... Here!" He focused not on the pain across his skin nor the pain at the ends of his fingers but on his own anger. He inflamed his own self hatred to a point where the pain became less real than before. "Pain... Is temporary!" It's his favorite saying in general, especially for times when he needs to do something he really doesn't look forward to doing. In this case he pulled with all his might, lifting himself up to chin level with the window by his own fingers. Lucky for him the way the window was designed with the wooden frame of the window itself peaking out past the glass a little bit. He was able to rub his head against the window in a motion which inched the window high enough for him to fit his hands through. In two big pushes he put one hand through and then the other. Now he was actually holding onto something with his hands instead of just his finger tips. The window really could of used a bigger window sill.

Now more secure in his grip Arthur braced against the wall with his feet and pushed himself up a bit. With this he had a lot more leverage to work with. He let go with one hand, holding himself firm with the other and lifted up the window until the space was large enough to fit through. He brought his head in first, then his shoulders, then the rest of his body just sort of slid in after that. With nothing blocking it anymore the window slammed shut behind him. He was too tired to care about that right now though. Having fought through the strife brought upon by his less than stellar estimate as to the limb's structural integrity he took a well earned break. All he did for several minutes was just lay on the floor remarshalling his strength. As he heaved through exhausted breath he brought his hands up to his face so he could see them. Even though he was naturally more resilient to pain than most his arms hurt quite a bit, stinging especially at the ends of his fingers.


"Ow." He moaned, examining the various nicks and bruises his arms endured. Not a lot of bruising but plenty of scratches, not really anything more than superficial surface scrapes. His fingernails were a bit worn, bits of wood underneath them. His body was a bit filthy, covered in bits of bark and other excess plant matter. He even had a patch of sticky sap stuck onto the inner thigh of his pants. He flexed his fingers to get blood pumping into the ends a bit more. After five or so minutes of laying on the not so clean floor he got up. He brushed a lot of the less adhesive stuff off him before looking about for stuff he wants to take with him.

He got out a luggage bag and started putting his extra clothes into it. He managed to acquire the bag by taking it from the luggage claiming area and walking out of the airport with it. It was just his poor luck that all the clothes that were inside it happened to belong to a lady about twelve sizes smaller than him in most categories who was interested mostly in sultry dresses and high heeled shoes as the contents of the bag soon revealed to him.

He didn't really fill the bag up too much. He only owned about five sets of clothes, the rest of the space being occupied by a pillow in a hardy cut-proof pillow case for outdoor use and of course his laptop along with it's various accessories. Wires were wrapped around the device inside the bag like the snakes wrapped around the Medusa's head. With all his stuff packed he head downstairs and towards the back door.

Oh, the back door wasn't locked...

The string of profanities that ensued could fill an entire dictionary dedicated to rude words and phrases. He shouted his anger to the heavens and started stomping around hitting things while still swearing like a humorless one eyed carpenter who just hit his thumb with a hammer. He was lucky he didn't hurt his fists with how he was flailing about with them. His hand's pain now paled in comparison to the burning anger he felt from having been so stupid as to have not checked the back door before resorting to such a risky and exhausting entrance. With the door having been unlocked this whole time it was evidence that all that strife he put himself through was for nothing.

Eventually he just stormed from the building out the back door, his stuff tidily zipped into his bag in tow. He made his way out to the sidewalk and proceeded onwards, still fuming about how his efforts were meaningless.



Some time later


He had been walking for quite a while. Where was he going? Not even he knew. Just what am I even going to do? I don't have a job and now I don't even have a home. I've just enough change to eat for today, that's it. Where am I even going? Maybe I'll look around, see what I can do. It's not like I have anything better to do now. He dragged himself along the sidewalk looking dirty and tired like the disheveled hobo he had become. It was then he saw it to his right. The school, a place for kids to go and become the scum which occupy the buildings all around him, happily turning in place like the cogs they are. He had graduated from that school just a couple years ago, much to his professors surprise. It's not that he wasn't smart or educated, it's just that now and days there simply wasn't many jobs available. He had a high school diploma but there were plenty of people with those clogging the system. When he went to apply for a job at the local fast food chain the line of people also applying continued out past the door down the sidewalk.

This place was a great source of misery from him. Absolutely no one liked him and he liked everyone even less. The other punks tried bullying him physically the first year he was there. It was then he earned a reputation of being tough like iron with a talent for hurting others. No one really tried to hurt him after that but despite the physical advantage he had people still didn't respect him in any way. He knew exactly why too. He was different and not the good kind of different. He was not crazy in any of the fun or interesting ways a person could be crazy. He was disturbed to some extent, unstable some might say. There was nothing fun about it either, it was just awkward at best.


He looked down to find a broken piece of cement which had freed itself from the rest of the sidewalk. Finally a turn of luck. his mind turned to mischievous intent. He grabbed the hunk of rock and slowly strode towards the building. Had the poster on the billboard not caught his eye he might of caused some real damage to one of the windows.
LOOKING FOR JANITOR, Those interested call 1-677-6767 for details The printed sheet stapled to the board read. An opportunity had just presented itself, not an ideal one for sure. Not even in the slightest sense was it ideal but money was money and it was what he needed more than anything else right now.

It was decided, he was going to call and apply for the job! Just as soon as he found a phone first. He casually just tossed the rock aside as he started to walk away when all of a sudden...

Tonk!

The abrupt noise of the rock he was just carrying hitting the side of the building caused him to jump back. Shit! He swore internally as he realized what he had done. If they saw me throw a rock at the building I'll get to wave this job opportunity goodbye! He looked around to see if anyone saw him. There was no one outside, that was good, but there were some kids in the room inside that might of seen him through the window. Like a cheetah he sprung forward, dashing out of view of the window to the side of the building where he couldn't be seen from inside the room. He looked out across the open space he came from to plan a route for his escape.

Just how bad could my day possibly get from here!?... I know I'll regret this thought somehow.

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As the three of them waited for Arata to finish his questionnaire, Ayano felt a little impatient. Studying for a long time in this old school, she somehow knew how boring these interrogations can be. She entertained the possibility that maybe Arata had fallen asleep on his desk, as he tried to answer the questions. She recalled the day she originally entered this place.

It was nearing autumn, when she started coming to class. Her first day was standard fare; introductions, 'hello, how do you do?' kind of stuff, seat assignments, taking electives among other things. Needless to say, she didn't feel like it would be a rose-colored life, like how other people make high school out to be. Her skies were gray, a dull gray.

It wasn't like she didn't get along with the class or anything. She wasn't bullied by meaner girls. Somehow, they didn't find her to be very entertaining to boss around. Well, that's the dilemma of being in the middle of the spectrum. You're not standing out too much that people adore you and hate you at the same time but you're not down to the level of kids they treat as scum of the earth. She was just average. She was boring.

She had her fair share of her own problems. But somehow she always rationalizes it by comparing hers to those who have even bigger conflicts. This somehow helped her bear with it. Until that incident though... No, after that, she didn't feel the same anymore. The security provided by being a boring person was shattered. In the end, in this city, everyone's a potential target.


She snapped back to reality just as she almost knocked a book over. She caught in and set it back on the shelves. Her eyes fixated on the label though. It was their academic records. She grew a bit interested and flipped it open. Arata was quite excellent, her's and Alexa's were so-so while Ataro's--well, let's just say that his could use a bit more work. It wasn't his performance really. It's just that he was absent during a lot quizzes where the teachers do not give a special quiz to absentees. She set the book back on the table when something hit her head. Hard.

She turned and saw a rock land near her feet. Glancing at the window, she saw that it was open. Whoever threw it must be really pissed since it even dented the window frame where it hit. She glanced outside, trying to catch sight of the perpetrator but saw no one. Still her head ached. She had mixed feelings at the moment. She was mad that someone she probably doesn't even know decided to take their anger out on her. She felt sad as she thought about the unfairness of the world if it was treating her like this even if she wasn't such a bad person. On the other hand, she felt some sort of curiosity in her mind, wanting to find out more about this.

"Hey, Hatsuyuki, mind going for a bit of a stroll? I don't suppose Arata is coming back for a while. Want to tag along too, Alexa-san?"

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He really considered it. All he had to do was walk away and pretend he didn't just throw a rock and possibly injure someone and/or break something. No one was watching when it happened, he was exempt from blame for all intent and purposes.
He hummed and he hawed and ultimately he didn't go anywhere. He thought about it hard but there was a logic to this madness of his. If someone did see me, If I sneak off like I'm planning the problem will just come up later. Better to make amends now before I get fired from a job I don't even have yet. Sound logic, at least by his standards. It was a coin flip's chance of his ideas being smart and the right thing to do as opposed to the usual fare of his ideas being absurd, insane, stupid or any combination of the three.

He walked back over to the window, slouched over and looking tired as usual. First detail he noted was that the window
was open. Lucky enough I guess. He was at least pleased that he didn't break the window. Inside the room he saw a rather small group of kids gathered in the classroom. Two dark haired girls and some dreary guy with a hoodie. Looked something like detention or something in a similar vein. He was quite familiar with the scene, having been the one sitting in a room waiting for a bunch of adults to tell him just how immoral he is and how that's bad, words that were common not too long ago in the past.

"Violence is never the answer!" "Just say no!" "Tell an adult if you are having problems!"

As if they could fix what's wrong with this place. They understand nothing. His memory of this all too reminiscent scene before him came to a close as he arrived at the window sill, leaning on it with his arms as he prepared to address one of the kids inside. "Any of you see a hunk of rock come through here? It kind of looks like it used to be part of a sidewalk just outside." And already it was off to a bad start. There were probably hundreds of ways he could of phrased it better. As it was, he just seemed suspicious coming up to their window asking about the rock. He immediately regretted making the decision to come up and ask in the first place.

Damn... Another one of my bad ideas. Can't say I expected any better from myself.

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"Well, if you guys don't feel like it then, I guess--"

Ayano just sighed as she slumped back to her chair, rubbing her head. It wasn't really bleeding nor does it have some sort of lump but, it ached like there's no tomorrow. The rock that hit her felt like a brick. And now that she's looking at it even closer, it really does seem like a brick. A brick from the stone cold, pavement floors actually.

"Pavement..."

She remembered lying down in a small puddle of her own blood as the respondents tried to lift her numb body from the cold pavement and into a stretcher to take her into a hospital, where they can treat her. It was a dim and dark memory but, the fact that some people went to her aid exalted her. Reminded her that there are still good people in this world. Not the one who threw a rock though. To her it was just mean and inconsiderate.


"Any of you see a hunk of rock come through here? It kind of looks like it used to be part of a sidewalk just outside."

A man peered into the window of their room, asking about a rock. Ayano lifted it up and walked to hand it to him but hesitated for a moment. She tried asking about it, suspicious that he may be the guy who threw this slab of solid as a projectile. And it's not everyday that people peer into your windows asking for a rock.

"This just flew in from outside from who knows where. It hit my head actually. Hard. Now what could you possibly have to do with this?" She raised the stone slab, the aching of her head dictating the action she wants to take.

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"This just flew in from outside from who knows where. It hit my head actually. Hard. Now what could you possibly have to do with this?"

Oh well that's just perfect. I pegged a girl right in the head with that thing too. His luck was keeping it's usual trend downwards. Now Arthur was stuck with a dilemma. Do I tell her the truth or lie and say otherwise While he engaged himself in thought he was oddly silent given the span of time it would take for someone to answer the question truthfully.

In quite a strange manner he brought both of his hands up, looking from one to the other in a silent conversation.
Well, you could tell a lie and say you didn't do it his left hand proposed, being sinister as usual. Yeah but you know you're terrible at lying. She'd see right through you if you tried to deceive her. His right hand rightfully reminded him.
You got a point. I might as well come clean. Now, how do I say "I just clocked you upside the head with a brick by accident" without causing her due reason for reporting me? He asked his hands. It would be more correct to say himself rather,
just personas he was interacting with to give his thoughts the linearity of conversation. I don't know but you better stop looking at your hands like you are a serial killer who just killed a bunch of people. His left hand decidedly drew attention to his most bizarre behavior.

His mental conference now adjourned he set his hands back down on the sill of the window before conjuring up a response to her prying question. "I'll be straightforward with you. Now while I did technically throw that particular stone do keep in mind that said action was performed with no malice in forethought or intent. Ultimately it was a result of my carelessness when disposing of rubble and similar such materials. Please consider that if you should judge me on such accounts." He responded, his speech well planned out and spoken. While he did take unusually long for someone to respond to a simple question and he did look like he was looking at his hands in an eccentric fashion he did if nothing else sound quite professional in his delivery, like a debater speaking to his opposition from the podium.

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Character Portrait: Ataro Hatsuyuki
Character Portrait: Annabel Lee
Character Portrait: Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins
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Arthur Wright

"What's to say about me? Not much."

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Allan Felix Fragarach

"Happiness is not something served on a silver platter. It is something meant to be taken."

Character Portrait: Andrew Charles James.
Andrew Charles James.

"And you thought this was all for real? Too pathetic."

Character Portrait: Arata Natari
Arata Natari

"I know what it's like to hurt... I've been hurting all this time. I'll just never admit to it, least of all to him."

Character Portrait: Ayano Kujikawa
Ayano Kujikawa

"And the worst thing is, you can't tell. You can't tell if the person beside you is hurting all over, struggling to smile. You can't if they just want to break down and cry. And the worst part is: They wish you could tell."

Character Portrait: Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins
Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins

"When I'm such a monster, how can I even dream for happiness?"

Character Portrait: Annabel Lee
Annabel Lee

"This is all just seriously irritatingly stupid."

Character Portrait: Ataro Hatsuyuki
Ataro Hatsuyuki

"It's not like I don't know it. I don't understand it."

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Character Portrait: Ayano Kujikawa
Ayano Kujikawa

"And the worst thing is, you can't tell. You can't tell if the person beside you is hurting all over, struggling to smile. You can't if they just want to break down and cry. And the worst part is: They wish you could tell."

Character Portrait: Arata Natari
Arata Natari

"I know what it's like to hurt... I've been hurting all this time. I'll just never admit to it, least of all to him."

Character Portrait: Allan Felix Fragarach
Allan Felix Fragarach

"Happiness is not something served on a silver platter. It is something meant to be taken."

Character Portrait: Ataro Hatsuyuki
Ataro Hatsuyuki

"It's not like I don't know it. I don't understand it."

Character Portrait: Arthur Wright
Arthur Wright

"What's to say about me? Not much."

Character Portrait: Annabel Lee
Annabel Lee

"This is all just seriously irritatingly stupid."

Character Portrait: Andrew Charles James.
Andrew Charles James.

"And you thought this was all for real? Too pathetic."

Character Portrait: Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins
Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins

"When I'm such a monster, how can I even dream for happiness?"

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Character Portrait: Ayano Kujikawa
Ayano Kujikawa

"And the worst thing is, you can't tell. You can't tell if the person beside you is hurting all over, struggling to smile. You can't if they just want to break down and cry. And the worst part is: They wish you could tell."

Character Portrait: Andrew Charles James.
Andrew Charles James.

"And you thought this was all for real? Too pathetic."

Character Portrait: Annabel Lee
Annabel Lee

"This is all just seriously irritatingly stupid."

Character Portrait: Ataro Hatsuyuki
Ataro Hatsuyuki

"It's not like I don't know it. I don't understand it."

Character Portrait: Allan Felix Fragarach
Allan Felix Fragarach

"Happiness is not something served on a silver platter. It is something meant to be taken."

Character Portrait: Arthur Wright
Arthur Wright

"What's to say about me? Not much."

Character Portrait: Arata Natari
Arata Natari

"I know what it's like to hurt... I've been hurting all this time. I'll just never admit to it, least of all to him."

Character Portrait: Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins
Alexa Flarea AKA Eradicatior Sins

"When I'm such a monster, how can I even dream for happiness?"


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Seeing as how it's been a while since the last post I posted to see about keeping things moving.

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And there we go, opening post is in! I've managed to find a way for Arthur to both indirectly and directly interact with the "A-Brigade" as the small gathering has seemed to name itself from what I've read.

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@Zalgo Well....we've been going on for like, 100+ posts now, so, I'm not sure, but you can PM me your character skeleton for the meantime.

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Hello. I am interested in submitting a character to this roleplay. Are you accepting submissions currently?

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@Guardian and Saya It's up. "World 386", just go check it out. Got you guys in the brief overview.

@SkyCladSaya07 (PT.2): NOPE NOPE NOPE I'M STILL GOING FOR ATARO X AYANO

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@DeathScythe Yes! Then it's settled~! I'm looking forward to this private RP! I'm eager to see how everyone reacts to everyone else~

@SkyCladSaya It unnerves me too... I'm also thinking of AllanXAlexa for some unknown reason. Mainly because I've become a bit of an AlexaXAtaroXAyanoXArata shipper with a slight lean towards AtaroXAyano. And I didn't want Alexa to be lonely with Eradicator. Still, I like Allan~ He seems like an interesting guy and I'm curious to see how he'll get involved with the A-Brigade.

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@Guardian Sure, why not? I've had this thought tinkering in my mind myself too. Looking at Scythe's roleplays, I can assume that it is possible for them all to take place in one universe (except for Awakening of Lords).

@Deathscythe Oh you like him do you? HAHAHAHA! No, really. I made Allan as some sort of countermeasure since Ataro has his insanity fits and Eradicator is very dangerous, I think it would be fair game to have them battle against someone with proper experience, don't you think?

Woah, now I'm imagining AyanoXAllan too even though it...unnerves me...

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@Guardian Aelita OH GOD BLESS YOU GUARDIAN GOD BLESS YOU I'VE BEEN WONDERING THE SAME THING THE WHOLE TIME

I already had it planned (Note: Guardian, you weren't in some of the roleplays mentioned): Taketori City (The Night's Dance) and Heavenrend City (Unhappy Refrain) are neighboring cities. Crescent Academy (And You Are..?), Evening Star Academy (Setting Sun) and Resonate Hearts (Take Me Away, DJ) are also in Heavenrend, but The Abandoned Theater (Again, The Night's Dance) is of course, in Taketori City. And since Heavenrend and Taketori are closed off cities, they don't know that out there, the world has evolved and it is now officially Chiascuro--//shot

Sure, I'll be making the private RP. When Saya agrees. XD

Speaking of Saya.

@SkyCladSaya06 IS IT JUST ME OR ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!?

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Hey DeathScythe, SkyCladSaya, I had this idea... I was thinking that some of our characters from DeathScythe's RPs should have a crossover. I'm just curious to see how the A-Brigade would handle some characters from And You Are...? or some characters from The Night's Dance. Just an idea... Let me know if we should have a private RP that does this.

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Yo DeathScythe! I made a male character here, just so I can give Ayano a bit more story. Hope you like him!

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I'm still here too! I won't let it die until Ataro gets his harem or Alexa kills herself to stop Eradicator! Wait... UNTIL ALEXA GETS A LOVE INTREST THAT ISN'T YANDERE ERADICATOR!!!! There, that seems reasonable. XD The only one that's not here is Nature... Where did she go?

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NOOOOOOO THIS RP AIN'T DYING JUST YET

I AIN'T STOPPING UNTIL ATARO GET HIS HAREM AND NOTHING'S GONNA WORK ON ME

By the way guys is it bad if I ship Ataro with Ayano ._.

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Aaahhh!!! I'm not letting this end yet. Not until Ayano gets some justice or Ataro gets a harem or something!

GUYS! WHERE ARE YOU! This Rp is like on life-support right now.

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@Guardian Aelita Celebration?

OH YEAH! THIS CALLS FOR A CELEBRATION!! HAPPY 100+ POSTS, UNHAPPY REFRAIN!! *tears of joy* MY LONGEST ROLEPLAY SO FAR!

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Hey, guys... We deserve a celebration. Why? BECAUSE WE MADE IT TO 100 POSTS!!! And yes, the all caps was necessary. Congratulations!

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I know, I've been a bit busy lately and have been only replying to one or two roleplays. I was getting around to replying to this one, but I haven't been able to. The teachers, for some odd reason, think that it might be best to assign us two freaking essays, three tests and a novel to read by the end of the week. Once weekend comes around, I'll be able to post a little more freely; I should be able to post tonight, if I don't, then definitely tomorrow. Once again, I apologize!

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Guardian it's okay. Ataro is a murderer too--//stabbedbyatarohimself

Anyway, at least she managed to tell them now. Now to move on to the rest of the A Brigade.

Oh and Nature, Andrew's been approved already.

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And Alexa reveals that she's homeless! That's only step one. Step two is figuring out how to tell the A Brigade that she has Eradicator as a split personality without them hating her.

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Alrighty! I'll make a male~
I'm a bit bored right now and in need of trying new things, so my boy should be up~

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Alright, Arata is in the A Brigade~ I'll just get his profile down. @NaturesSecret I'd be perfectly happy with another boy from you~ I'm actually quite curious.