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Eden's Garden Academy. A prestigious school for ultimates. Sixteen students proudly walk the halls of this school. Sixteen talented students. Seventeen if you count the person who is currently crawling through the vents. And has been since before the killing game started. And may or may not have been in theatre with Tozu.
Hu Deeni, the ultimate escape artist and former theatre mate of Tozu. You're probably wondering how they got here. Well, it all involves one of their close friends, the ultimate SFX artist. Mr. E Fect. Him and Tozu tended to petty arguments about various things. Usually the E "Borrowing" the goat's mask or script. This time the victim of their squabble was of course,The Hair. Those luscious locs were often an object of praise. Why was E doing this you ask? Well he didn't mean any harm by it. At least, not this time. He was just doing his boyfriend's hair. Something he had no experience with. None. He'd only dyed props before. Sometimes plastic hair. But never human. Nothing could stop this disaster in-the-making. Not even Hu. This resulted in the club's most popular couple to break up. Now, onto how and why Hu was doing something that would probably get them on a list.
Well, E recently got a job. But not just any job, a job to make two massive projectors, some sort of lift that was also a torture device that was also a tree AND a hyperrealistic model of a girl who was murdered recently. Why is this important you ask? Well.....All these things where wanted by Tozu. The same Tozu that asked a guy out through song on stage in front of the whole school. And got rejected. Twice. By E of course.
The SFX artist wanted to know what the fuck his ex wanted so he asked Hu to go and break in. Maybe cause some chaos too. So, that's exactly what they're doing. In the vents.
After ending up in a hallway full of dorm rooms and the occasional painting of a furry they began judg- Sorry, ANALYZING the nameplates of each room. "Normal name, Normal name, Normal name, Normal nam- WOLFGANG???" upon reading that last name, the escape artist lets out a small chuckle and decides this will be they HAVE to kill this kid. Hu swung open the door with a cheerful "Hello!" and a quick wave.
The boy in front of them who presumably owns this room was sitting at his dark brown desk while reading a book that the escape artist didn't care about. They let out a sigh and pulled a plain black rifle out of their contrastingly pink and pin-covered messenger bag. Before Wolfgang could notice, the killer had already shot him. Excruciating pain flowed all through his body. His clothes were already soaked with his blood. "Damn. Sucks that I had to ruin that carpet. That suit looked expensive too Oh well! I gotta do what I gotta do!" they thought to themselves. They then cheerily strolled over to the door, making sure to get their shoes as bloody as possible so Tozu would have to pay extra cleaning fees. The door was swung open and Hu yelled in their loudest tone possible "Hey Tozuuuuuuuuu!"
Expectedly, the speakers that had been scattered throughout the various buildings chimed and the man you've all been waiting for happily announced that there had been a murder. The students had twenty minutes to figure things out. The escape artist of course just wanted things to skip to the good part already. They slammed Wolfgang's door shut as loudly as they could so the students could know where to find the killer. The first to arrive was a blond twink wearing a tie that had been embroidered with a snake. Upon seeing Hu he starts muttering to himself "A murderer would make things this easy. This has got to be some kind of setup."
"Nope! Not a setup!"
"What? Do you have some kind of death wish?"
The killer just smiles, waiting for another chime of the speakers.