this is the anti-spam log: take 2 [semi-closed]

[substitutable]

Date & Time: throughout June; label your own dates!
Location: places!
Characters: the Mekakushi-dan + friends (one-on-one threads, open through plotting!)
Summary:

a collection of threads throughout June following the Dan's activity with one another as well friends connected to the Dan, put into one post to avoid spamming the comms. Sometimes a dan roll call.

Warnings: Uuuuuh idk lots of gross sick people. Dying! Sad teenagers and friends!

The virus is spreading, and even the Dan is catching it. And so are their friends. This is whatever they decide to do during June while sick. Prose and action spam friendly!

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Around the City; June 10th

[koufukuriron]

[ She was lost. Not just in the metaphorical sense, but in the very literal on too. This City...it wasn't what she had thought it would be, and that was scary. It was real, or real enough to make her thing she couldn't just close her eyes and pretend nothing was going on.

No, something was definitely going on. It wasn't just the sick people, it was the whole place...Ayano felt like she should've paid more attention to the nice lady that talked to her when she arrived, but she had been too out of it at the time. Now she wasn't sure where anything was.

So, lost. This was bad, right? She had managed to survive out of the kindness of some people, but she couldn't stand just sitting around waiting to get fed. Somehow, her scarf looked as pristine as it was before she got there, and she had noticed its glow and the feeling of energy coming out of it. She had felt a bit down first, but then the scarf -it had to be the scarf- had improved her health or something.

Ayano needed answers, but she didn't even have someone to ask. That was...troublesome.

And so she wandered the City. Maybe someone would recognize her? ]

[datastream]

[Well, luckily Ene isn't sick! She's pretty surprised by it herself, seeing as she's always been a sick kid for as long as she could remember. She figured her immunity would be the same here, but nothing has happened! She counts it as a miracle. And today while she goes out to get something to force Shintaro to eat, she catches sight of a red scarf.

She freezes, and her eyes widen. Ayano was... she was dead, wasn't she? This couldn't be her...

But even when she blinked and rubbed her eyes, it's still her. She looks confused and lost, and so very alive. She feels her voice catching in her throat, and she finds herself running to catch up to her. And when she does, her voice is so small that even she's startled by it.]

Ayano-chan...?

[For a moment, she even forgets that she isn't Takane anymore.]

[koufukuriron]

[ She recognizes the voice, somehow. Or at least she thinks she does, but when she turns around, she doesn't find the dark haired girl. There's a blue haired girl that looks a lot like her but...

Well...this is odd? ]

Could you be... [ Ayano starts to walk towards Ene, one hand extended. ] But you look so different!

[datastream]

I thought... [Ene's still in shock.] I thought that you died!

[This is beyond odd! Ayano...she died on the same day that Ene herself did. Ayano was-- she wasn't... How could this be?]