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Ebisuzawa Kurumi ([personal profile] trusttheshovel) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2020-04-14 08:22 am

[open] memshare

Who: Kurumi Ebisuzawa
When: Aereuer 13th
Where: Looking-Glass House
What: Memshare
Warnings: Zombies, blood, trauma, sports festival



[Kurumi's mirror looks pretty plain and assuming for someone who normally brings a positive air around, but anyone who's talked to her will notice that the upper half has a carving of a shovel and the bottom half of the border are wrapped around with bloody red vines.]

i - Outbreak

[This dream begins on top of a rooftop, the sky bleeds orange-red as the sun starts to sets. Though rather than it being a peaceful evening, it's anything but. The sound of absolute chaos can be heard all over, people screaming, running for dear life.

Two girls can be seen trying their hardest to keep the door shut and prevent the threats from bursting through. There's also a young woman, older than the girls but instead of helping bar the door with the girl notices a far pressing concern.

Before Kurumi stands a handsome young boy, her crush, reaching a hand out towards Kurumi as if to comfort her. Protect her. Or rather, that's what her vision was seeing until reality breaks in.

"Kurumi!" "Ebisuwa-san!" "Look carefully, Kurumi!"

The image of the young boy transforms into something far hideous. A shadowy figure hiding his deteriorating flesh, wobbling, the sound of cracking can be heard as an arm reaches towards Kurumi.

"Rii-san, what're you talking 'bout? He is-" Kurumi tried to protest, that there's nothing wrong about her senpai, only to then get cut off by him lunging at her.]


... This again. [Kurumi- the real one, pale and eyes red -has grown used to this recurring nightmare, hence her rather stoic expression. Of course, on the inside, it's a nightmare she's still terrified of.]

ii - Zombie Megumi and Zombification

[Kurumi is clutching her chest, hyperventilating, back leaning against a pillar in what seems to be in a dark basement. She's not alone, though, as there is evidence of sound behind her. Someone, or something, dragging their feet slowly through the shallow water.

"Damn it! Why--"

Frustrated, Kurumi shakily grips her shovel in an attempt to steel herself and dares to peek over the pillar. There, it's Megu-nee, once their beloved teacher, now is a shambling zombie. She can't believe this, it was the one thing she fears the most; having to one day kill someone she cares about.

"Why-- Why the hell?!"

She charges towards her zombified teacher, shovel raised and ready to put an end to this misery, but instead freezes on the spot. Because what she sees in front of her... is an image of a kind young woman, smiling warmly.

And then, the next thing the scene blacks out, accompanied with a loud crunch. The scene then opens back to Kurumi, after managing to get away from Megu-nee, she's trudging in a hallway to get back to the club. Her right shoulder bitten and bloodied. She messed up.

Kurumi doesn't turn away from the mirror; whether she's aware of the other's presence next to her or not, she can't move her eyes away from it, wide with fear. Absentmindedly, she's clutching her right arm, hands gripping around where it was bitten. There's more to show, and none of it will be pretty.]


iii - Happy Memory

[The state of the classroom is a mess and worn out, but the girls try their best to make the most of their current predicament, by doing club activities and to introduce their newest temporary member, Miki, on how the club works.

One of two activities they've done in their sport festival are:
A race. with Kurumi winning at the end, even with the handicap of carrying a heavy shovel.
Or the great ball-throwing contest with Miki winning.

The real Kurumi smiles as she watches the dream plays out, though there's also the pang of sadness of not being with them.]

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