#redtailedhero

She hadn’t expected anyone to remember that it was her birthday today, given the circumstances. With the current situation at hand, people had more worrying things to deal with, so she simply stayed quiet. She might have even forgotten that it was her birthday today. 

But Alba had remembered, and that was enough for her. 

“Thank you, Alba-san!! I’m really happy right now, you know; you’ve been working so hard for everyone!! Also, I just thought of something just now…” 

She never really understood the deal with the Gnome Games—games were supposed to be a fun way to pass the time, and people weren’t supposed to get hurt from them, so why did so many people get end up with life-threatening injuries from it? Why did so many people die from it?

This island was scary; so many people have lost their lives the past few days, and yet the reaction—the reactions from some people just didn’t make sense. How could they care so less about the lives of other people? Were they also like her, still in a state of denial and ignored these announcements so they could stay comfortable for a little while longer? Or did they genuinely just not care at all? Did they revel in the deaths of other?

Additionally, it was even weirder with the deceased getting revived afterwards. Though, in all honesty, nothing seemed to be making sense on this island. The school was run by an ugly bear with a freaky voice, and the students here were being pushed—rewarded even—to kill each other. How did something like this go by unnoticed all this time, and how did the school even receive its high stature with how it went about its business? Humans really… didn’t make much sense sometimes.

Nevertheless, when the games had ended, Ruki made haste to run to the Infirmary to check on Alba and Crea. She had witnessed the event where Alba had been stabbed by someone other than Ross—which was a sure signal that the wound was, indeed, serious. Halfway through watching the games, she’d lost sight of Crea, which worried her greatly as well. With all her anxiety, she wondered if this was how Alba constantly felt with his… worrywart tendencies.

She couldn’t show that she’d been afraid and worried to Alba or Crea—she needed to be happy!! Energetic!! And such—act like nothing was out of the ordinary—to maybe bring some comfort to them that certain things haven’t changed, and once again lull herself back into the state of denial she was in about the entire ordeal with this island. Flawlessly slamming open the doors to the Infirmary in a dramatic manner (an action she’d practiced multiple times in the past week to prepare for this day), she quickly scanned her eyes over the room and found Alba soon enough.

Alba is a demon summoned by wizard Kano to do their bidding.

Kano giving Alba a piggy back ride.

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-Alba gets a contract to assassinate Aladdin. 

-Alba suspects Aladdin is a werewolf. Aladdin is actually hiding a more mundane secret. 

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>> Alba is the leader of an organization. Yuma is their loyal second-in-command

>> Yuma is Alba's hired body guard.

For a murder school the place was pretty decked out. There was just about everything for everyone. It was a bit overwhelming, but Karkat would manage somehow. If he ever needed any help he would just ask for it. Then again the kids here were all a bunch of asshole whack-jobs. So on second thought maybe he wouldn't. Unless, of course, the person looked normal and like a reasonable one. Which there weren't too many of here.

He scoped out the first few places on the island within a few days. None of them really interested him and honestly, most of them we're pretty stupid to him. Hopefully he could scope out the more fun looking places for the next few days. That should keep him occupied. It should also take his mind off all the murder and death happening around here. Afterall, it seemed to be raining dead bodies recently.

As he walked around the third island he spotted a large sign that read: Titty Typhoon. What the fuck was that. He rolled his eyes at the ridiculous looking building and stood for a while to just stare at the place in all it's glory. All it's nonexistent glory.

"WHY THE HELL IS THERE A TITTY TYPHOON HERE? WHAT, DO THEY DO FUCKING WEATHER REPORTS THERE? WATCH OUT FOR HURRICANE MY ASS. THIS PLACE IS A FUCKING JOKE. GOD." 

Turning around, he looked for the first person that was as normal looking as possible. Ah-ha, bingo. He walked up to them and grabbed them by the shoulder. Then he pointed to the Titty Typhoon.