Thread:Memofang/@comment-33669539-20190205143610/@comment-26234016-20190310014327

You go there. When you reach the room, you notice a note in your pocket: "I think you're a loser. I bet you don't have a single V-Buck to your name." '''You've been Peer Pressured! You have to accept all challenges or look like a coward. '''

''The English room is arranged in a bit of a more loose formation, still fifteen desks but in a circle around the teacher's desk. Sitting in the teacher's desk is Ms. Yorrick, who's kicked her legs up on the table. It looks like she's still in vacation mode, and she opens an eye to look at you. Tons of books are scattered about. Her back is facing the door you walked into this room from, and beside the door is an old-fashioned black chalkboard utterly covered in dust and chalk particles. Anyone trying to write anything on it would have to try extremely hard. The windows that face out onto the yard have the shutters closed. ''