Axiom to Willpower

[Angst]

Buzz, buzz, I'm a fly on the wall, aren't I... Buzz, buzz.
The day is as cloudy as my coffee foam.
I guess that's kind of poetic.
I pull out my journal from my pocket, a stereotype, but I should practice, if anything from creative writing...
Yet, I can't help but stare at the blank paper. I forget to put down the words.
What was it that I wanted to write down, again?
I look up at two pretty eyes. Someone else in line for the coffee machine. And gone.
Time to move on.
The hallway takes such a long time to pass through.
The floor is a clean white. Shiny.
So long, like a snowy sidewalk back home.
The road runs past cars and brown twisted trees used to have leaves.
Pines carry the weight of the skies. Cloud droplets called snow.
As I turn by the corner's stop sign, I see my pen writing down the cold season.
And the brick house up ahead in two floors, my home. Surrounded by windows.
The dark hour is just 4 pm. Snow's lit by clear orange. The hue remains in my front yard.
The hallway darkens as I try not to look into the mirror. Things in the mirror. Don't be behind me.
My room is just ahead, the birch floor creaking, "mum" just in the next room.
The door hits my face, hard.
I drop my coffee on the floor.
Still drenched by something. Must have spilled over myself.
Need more coffee.
The floor is a clean white. Shiny.
The door slides open, one bed for one person.
Lights are off. Room still dark. Coffee meshes with no bedlight.
Nap. Yes. Nap.
Closing eyes.
Don't wanna open.
Not when he's there.

 

[Tyo]

I'm changing how you all will send orders to speed up the process and make things less a pain for me in the future.

Now, instead of managing your hours, you just have to designate "weekly focuses" for each week of the 4-week period of each update. You can do this in two ways:

• A Primary Focus and a Secondary Focus
• 3 Secondary Focuses

Focuses denote what you really put time into day by day. A primary focus means you go out of your way to really dig into something, be it school work, socializing, or training. A secondary focus means you put a kind of "bare minimum" into something while it's still noteworthy. For example, going to each class in a week can be a secondary focus. Primary focus would include intensive studying and things of that nature. You can double-up in terms of focuses; however, I should note a primary focus is more effective than a secondary focus.

Doing some small tasks do not require a focus, merely a note in your orders. For example, getting examined for the power analysis action last turn would not require a focus, just a note that you went to go do that.

Attending class and sleeping are assumed, however, you can choose to skip class or cut sleep to get an additional primary or secondary focus. However, this does come at a cost; skipping sleep is unhealthy and can negatively affect your future actuons, while skipping class cuts experience and can result and a poorer final grade.

 

[Tyo]

Forgot to mention, orders are due FRIDAY at 12:00pm EST instead.

 

[Red_Spy]

Marie St. Paul sat on the edge of her bed staring intently at the bulletin board on the opposite wall. The room was dark, the only light coming from the single lamp on the bedside table and a small crack through the closed curtains. Piles of leftover fliers were on the floor below the board next to her school supplies and manga. And on the bulletin board itself was photographs of various students going to Grand Peak and several band positions written on pieces of paper. Connecting the two were strings, red for potential and green for confirmed. As it stands only two positions had been confirmed. Marie as a vocalist, and Megumi on piano. As realization dawned on her that her past month at the school had effectively been wasted as far as the band was concerned, her face slowly turned into a... smile?

With a shout she declared, "Time to go to war!"

Marie exited the room for several minutes. When she came back she had black lines under her eyes, an army helmet her head, and a riding crop in her hands. She pointed at the bulletin board dramatically, scanning the names and faces on it. With a grin she grabbed a black marker and circled four persons of interest to her plans.

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Case File: Juan Guillermo. A classmate in Combat and Defense, is small and weak. Likes to refer to himself in the third person. Flamboyant show-off. Heard he can sing. Would make a good backup singer. Also, the cute good boy to [REDACTED]'s bad.

Case File: William Campbell. Ewwwww, do I really have to recruit this stupid baka? Like, he doesn't even think J-Pop is real music. Like, he was like "No" and I was like "Yes join" but like he still refused and everything. And then he liked waved his arms around like we were in Star Wars but I forgot what he said. But he's like the only drummer in this school. I mean, it's not like I like him or anything, I just need a drummer.

Case File: Johannes Vilsøe. Moody? Check. Long hair? Check. Depressing? Check. Oh em kami-sama, he's like the perfect badboy for this band! Like, every band needs their dark mysterious badboy for the fangirls to fawn over! Problem is, I don't know if he plays anything. Oh well, I'll find something!

Case File: Kelsey Chambers. Oooooooh I remember her! She said she'd join! Or she'd think about it. Either way, good enough! That's, like, the most promising result I got! And she was so small and shy... oooooh maybe she needs a friend. I can do that! Forgot about the band, I'm going to go make friends! She's like sooooo a dandere, my friend group (okay me and megumi shut up) could use one of those. Wait, don't forget the band I still need people. We can have both!

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Operation: Watching Beetle was a go. For this plan, Marie needed everything her power could offer her. Binoculars, a ghillie suit, a voice recorder to take notes on. She was leaving nothing to chance. She was expertly hidden among the bushes outside of the building He was in class in. Her binoculars were trained upon the doorway, held up by her right hand. With her left, she held the voice recorder right below her mouth, ready to start recording at a moment's notice. All that needed to happen was... wait, there it was. The doorway opened and students started to pour out.

"Baka sighted, I repeat, Baka sighted."

She trained her eyes on the student in question. He was fairly average in height and by the looks of it no athlete. Marie saw that his brown eyes were fixated on another student, a female one. One with long auburn hair and green eyes. They seemed to be... talking?

"Baka sighted with companion. Maybe... girlfriend?" she jotted down with a sense of sadness in her voice. No, it was not jealousy or anything, she was sad that this woman would serve as an obstacle in her noble fight to put the band together. I mean, it's not like she was out watching him because she liked him or anything. No, she needed to put a band together and he was a vital part of it. They'd put aside their obvious differences and his awful music taste to produce the best music that has ever graced this earth. Marie St. Paul would become a household name, with her own anime, movie, maybe line of clothes....

The girl's line of thought was suddenly derailed by someone clearing their throat.

"Ms. St. Paul, may I ask what you are doing?" asked Mr. Takahas- Takahashi-sensei.

Marie didn't have an answer.

 

[Nuka-sama]

Will have orders in after work!