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Woop posted before work so I don't need to worry about it later haha!

And funny you should mention that Fox, since I remembered that vid from the last time you linked it and used it as an inspiration, haha!

Looking back Tae what the hell lmfao @ staying up til 6am

Moira awoke.

"Woah, Mum!" Sonny froze on the spot at the sight of his mother charging down the stairs. "It's just me, I don't think we'll be getting any more burglars after last time."

"You're not going to work." Moira stood before the door, her chest still heaving, her fists clenched at her sides.

"...What?" The iron was placed back onto the board.

"YOU'RE NOT GOING TO WORK!" Moira bellowed, her eyes wild. "You're not! I won't let you!" She couldn't stand it. Smashed, broken to bits, impaled, cut in two. She had lost count of the amount of times the scene played over by now. Everytime something new. Every time the pain stabbed into her heart a little deeper.

Sonny stared. "Mum... you okay? You're acting wierd."

"YOU'VE ASKED ME THAT TWENTY TIMES NOW!" Moira screamed with wild eyes, clenching her hands in her hair. It was probably more, but she couldn't remember anymore. "Just do as you're fuckin' told for once!"

A pause. "...Okay, okay, I'll stay home if it'll make you feel better. Promise. Just calm down." Sonny backed away from the ironing board, his hands in the air. "I'll make you a cup of coffee, okay?" He gave her one last look, like he wasn't entirely sure if she'll lose it, before walking into the kitchen.

The entire house shook as something in the kitchen exploded.

"Sir! Sir! I'm scared!"

The screams continued, the children crying and running as they were struck down by the curse. Kirby and Frenda and Joe and Cruz and one by one the class was whittled down. And while the first was quite a slow transformation, these were anything but.

Syed pulled. He pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled but every pull just sent vibrations through his ribs the chain just wouldn't move-

"Sir!!! Sir, what's happening?!"

He was trapped here. He was trapped here, and he could feel it bubbling up deep inside of him. Reacting to his panic and his fear and his distress and his confusion, rising up and up and up and up. He couldn't- he was trying, he was trying so hard! His eyes darted to the trees which now littered the room.

"Do something!"

"I can't..." Syed muttered, his eyes wide in terror. He could feel his hair begin to stand on end already. No no no no no no no no! In one last, desperate move, he looked back up to the two remaining children, their expressions terrified yet totally trusting. Oh gods. "I need you to go to the fire meeting point. Do you understand?!"

"But sir!"

The room was suddenly filled with a brilliant bright blue-white light, and all the windows blew out into a million shards of glass.
Sorry for the size of this one! But it's set-up, so it should hopefully be a one-off.

And yeah I agree with Rex, we've all done a fantastic job in making everyone care about everyone else's characters. It's brilliant, I'm loving it.

Also loving how my characters are pretty much touring around traumatising everyone in their dreams lmfao seriously that's made my day.

Moira woke with a start, gasping for air.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, which was strange. She had been a light sleeper for years. She sat up with wide eyes, and found herself looking around herself. No, nothing unusual. Just her in her bedroom. She placed a hand on her chest, feeling her heart rapidly beating against her ribs. What a horrible nightmare.

She got up quite quickly, padding out into the hallway. "Sonny?!" she called. As much as she hated to admit it, that dream freaked her out. The thought...

"You alright Mum?" he called back up the stairs. He was alive! He was alive... Moira felt the relief wash over her. Oh thank fuck for that. She quickly decended the stairs, spotting him ironing his shirt for work. He looked up at her expectantly, pushing his glasses further up his freckled nose.

"Eh, it's nothin'," Moira smiled. "Bad dream, that's all." She looked uncomfortable for a moment, feeling the need to say something but not really wanting to. "You heading to work? T... take care of yourself, won't you?"

"Um... yeah. Sure..." Sonny looked a little confused by this, but he shrugged anyway. "I will, don't worry. Seeya later." He gave her a peck on the cheek. And with that, Moira's whole world stepped out of the door.

CRASH

Moira scrambled after him, her breath catching in her throat. NO!

"Woah, close call!" Sonny stood just a little to one side, a horrible mess of brick and mortar where he was stood just a second ago. It looked like he had dodged it just in time. He turned and gave Moira a wide grin.

Moira could only stare blankly at the mess. This was... like her dream. What... what was going on? Sonny seemed oblivious to her reaction, waving as he stepped into the road.

Blood splattered everywhere when the bus hit him.

"Danny, if you could read us the next paragraph, please."

A blond haired boy stood up and opened his mouth wide, before positively bellowing the passage in their text books. His voice lisped slightly thanks to the tooth he had lost the day before. Bless him, he always tried hard.

While Syed listened and nodded enouragingly, his eyes were unfocused. He knew this story word for word by now, he didn't need to read the book along with them. Plus, his thoughts were on something else. Namely the absence of... well... everyone. All there was were him and his class. Why... why did this feel familar?!

His thoughts were disrupted by a high-pitched, ear piercing scream.

Syed's head shot up, his eyes clicking desperately around the class. "What's going on?!" he called out, standing up behind his desk.

"Mr Dyjani!" One of the girls at the back of the class screamed, tears welling up in her eyes. A birthday badge was pinned to her top. Jainie. "SIR! What's happening?!"

She tried to move her legs, only to find her feet rooted to the floor. Literally. Bark was swiftly travelling up her body, her body transforming from flesh and bone to wood. "Sir!" she screamed, looking towards him like he was the only person in the world who could help her. "I don't like this! Please sir I really don't like this!"

"Jainie!" Syed called back, trying his hardest to keep himself at least sounding calm as he quickly went to move around his desk. "Hang on!" He didn't know what to do. He had absolutely no idea. He felt panic through every fibre in his body, but he was the teacher, he had to stay calm-!

He found himself suddenly halted by something pulling at his chest. Something was stopping him going any further. He looked down slowly, his entire body shaking...

...And his gaze was met by a large horrific looking chain, embedded deep into his chest. A horrible, foreign thing invading his body, and no matter how much he pulled it wouldn't come free. All he could do was raise his head again, seeing Jainie's panicked eyes lock with his before she was completely consumed by the bark. And then she was gone. A tree sat in her place.

The classroom erupted into screams.
And so have I! Wooo! Minimal editing too, just a tiny bit at the end of Sy's.


Moira's eyes fluttered open.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, which was strange. She had been a light sleeper for years. She sat up with a groan, and found herself looking around herself. No, nothing unusual. Just her in her bedroom. Blergh... she had just had the most vivid dream. Well, she was up now...

She padded down the short hallway, stopping at another door which was sat ajar. The door, much like the walls of the room inside, was covered in posters and signs, including more than a few topless ladies. It was an absolute mess, with the bed unmade and every square inch of carpet covered in rubble and foul smelling clothing. Well, it looked like Sonny had got up. Had she woken up that late that he woke up before her?

She stepped down the stairs, being careful to avoid the 5th step so it wouldn't squeak. Home. It's funny how comforting it felt all of the sudden. Everything she had to her name within this little box of bricks and mortar. She peered over the banister at the final step. Ah, there he was. Finishing up ironing his shirt for work. Fancy that! Work! Shame it wasn't in the Guild, but the poor man never really deserved to have to fight against her reputation anyway.

"I'm off, Mum. Seeya later," he moved over to her and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. And with that, Moira's entire world stepped out of the door.

He didn't even see the chimney fall before it crushed him.

Syed sat up suddenly, his chest heaving. For a moment he found himself increadibly disorientated. He somewhat worriedly looked over himself, although his hands were bare and left arm as unmarked as ever. So it was a dream? It was an increadibly intense dream. He glanced around the room, rapidly calming down before he caught sight of the clock on the wall. 7:24am.

He was late! He scrambled up, slipping over the magazines and wires which littered the floor and towards the desk. Lesson plans, marked work, a spelling test to surprise them with. At least he was prepared.

After a lightning fast clean, shave, and shoving some leftover samosas into his mouth he was ready. Dressed in his usual brightly-coloured sweatervest, his tie tied, his shoes shiny. He had to be especially presentable today, today was Jainie's 7th birthday. He was going to have the whole class sing her happy birthday.

He glanced in the mirror, and was slightly taken aback by how happy he looked. He didn't really know why it shocked him so much. Either way he tried to tidy his hair, although that was as futile as ever. He shoved his messenger bag over his shoulder, made sure he was all packed and ready to go, then charged out of his apartment.

It wasn't until he got to school, and just in time at that, when he realised that everything was far, far too quiet.
Nah you go first, haha! I'm in no rush and you called. And yeah, kind of want to see what you do with your post. I've had it a few times before when because I'm posting first (or second) after a moving on post that I get the tone or the pacing wrong, so I'm just gonna see what you do.
I bagsy the post after. I do have something written up, but I just want to see what Fox writes to see if I need to make any edits to my pacing or whatever before I post.
Hope you're feeling better in the morning Pach.

I'm skipping too for the same reason as Rex. Moira will still be swearing and screaming, Syed will still be flipping his shit.

Speaking of flipping shit HOLY POOP IS THAT THE TIME wow I got carried away with doodling *vanishes asap*
Hi guys, sorry I've been awol in the ooc! Been busy busy busy.

Viewed a house yesterday, since I'm trying to move out. I liked it, but I didn't like it, if you know what I mean? I think that sort of thing is pretty important when it comes to houses lmao. It was absolutely tiny, and was kind of tucked away off the street near a footpath which can be kind of dodgy for me on my own. It so tiny I don't know if I would have been able to fit a desk in it either upstairs or downstairs haha! The guy who owned the house walked into the kitchen and was like "hey, two's a crowd" because you literally can't fit more than one person in it without them like, grinding against one another. It was well decorated though, and got me really excited about house hunting haha!

In terms of the next 5 day plan, I think it'll be really fun as long as we don't allow post sizes to balloon as a result. Which I imagine they could do really easily. Everyone else has pretty much said what my thoughts are on interaction.

Yeah Tae I've had it before when I ring people up and can't answer all the questions properly. Once I rang a bank, and they asked me what my security answer was. I couldn't even remember the question, let alone the answer. The guy on the other end couldn't give me the question either. Pretty embarrassing all round haha! Ended up apologising to him profusely and putting the phone down.
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