will the real anime protagonist please stand up

[protagchan]

[ ah, it's sunny out...

you know, as i get older i realize the days just start to blur together. i can't really tell one day from the next 'cause it's all the same to me. i do the same things over and over again that everything i do has lost meaning to it.

i wake up, i eat breakfast, i go to school, come home from school, sit around and play some games while i do my homework, eat dinner somewhere along the way and i go to sleep.

and then it repeats, just like that, every day. and it's been like this for, what, i dunno -- half of my life? and then this is just going to keep on going for... however long i'm alive for. it's really boring, isn't it? living that kind of life.

which is why, right at this moment, i sigh heavily. before me stands perhaps the greatest obstacle of my day: a hill that i must climb in order to reach the school campus.

ugh, anything but this...

it's true, this route could easily be avoided -- if i wake up early enough, i could take the longer way around, or if i had a bicycle i could just bike my way up the hill, or if i had friends who lived in my neighborhood, they could walk up with me and it wouldn't be so boring.

except it's all too much trouble and i'd rather not waste my time. it's going to be more work to figure out an alternative. best not to prolong the inevitable, either -- i'm going to have to climb this hill for the next two years of my life anyway.

it's way too early for this.

i take my first step -- left foot first -- and just as my foot is about to hit the ground, my right foot just about to push off to take the next step, something odd happens. it takes me by surprise and i stumble, losing my balance after not even one single step and i fall to the ground, my ass meeting the pavement that i would have been treading along had things... gone to plan, i guess.

something rustles from the bushes to my right, and within a moment's notice something i've never seen before comes out from it. a dark puddle or blob or something moves to the left, a little, then to the right. it stops, moves forward and then moves back... and looks right at me.

-- panic settles in --

what the hell is going on right now? why is it looking at me? shit --

why is this happening to me? ]

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[joousama]

[ luka remembers hearing people running to her, their voices dripping with concern and with worry, and then she remembers the color black.

waking up in the the nurse's office only proves the unspoken fact that she had passed out during the choreography session earlier. ]

Ugh, head hurts... [ she groans, blinks for a moment, and luka decides to settle back down against the bed in the office. she's taken naps here before, on days where she feels like skipping work, but she's never actually been sick at the nurse's office.

sleeping in one of these beds is like heaven, though, so despite feeling like shit, the simple pleasure of laying against these nice beds, these fluffy pillows and warm sheets is like heaven.

she rolls onto her side, groans, yawns and then tries to go back to sleep ]

...If someone comes in here, I swear...

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[protagchan]

[ why is their school doing this, again?

because their school is run by a bunch of tightasses, shiro reckons.

she's standing there towards the back of the crowd that's participating in the test of courage. she really could be doing better things, but no, of course not -- ]

Dammit, Kuro, get your ass here or I'll take mine and leave...

[ someone's late ]