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Foxtrot:
Foxtrot's eyes slowly open as the rays of the sun reach him, the chirping of birds and crickets offer a natural alarm as he begins to wake. "Uhhh.... what?" He lifts his head, looking around to find himself on the edge of a forest; grabbing his head as a surge of discomfort overwhelms him. His whole body ached, a severe migraine following right after; the dizziness of this all doesn't get any better though. His stomach catches his attention, the student suddenly rolling over to vomit. After that something even worse obtains his focus; dangling from his neck was the end piece of a noose. Foxtrot's eyes widen as he sees the rope connected to the large branch above him. "What the f..." Getting up, he tries to pull the rope off, but to no avail. A set of numbers on his forearm is spotted, leading him to find not only another set on his other arm, but various bruises and lipstick marks all over his body. Clothing was lacking though, Fox only sporting socks, boxers and a tattered CHS shirt that he doesn't even own. "Alright Fox, deep breaths..." He looks around to find himself alone, only a large grouping of footprints leading out. "Ok, what do you remember? Wake up, school, home, dinner, shower, Niv's college party, some drinks..." A gasp exits his mouth as he recalls one final thing, "the worm... Damn it! Oh I can't remember anything after!" Taking a deep breath, Foxtrot simply decides to follow the trail. After several minutes of walking he reaches a clearing leading to a small park, several treadmarks dot the once pristine grass surrounding a playset. "Well, let's try to get home... and some pants."

Agilene:
The slamming of fists and feet on a hanging sandbag. That was all Agilene heard and felt the past few minutes. For what seemed like hours, she had been hanging around the local park's playground, doing her usual morning workout. Running laps, high jumping, and hitting a sandbag; A routine she's kept since her early teen years.

After a series of swings from her hands and knees, Agilene holds the sandbag still, and decides to take a break. Satisfied by another tense workout, she takes a sip from her half empty water bottle, and begins packing up her things to head home. Upon leaving the grounds, however, she notices someone walking towards the playset. A guy wearing boxers, socks, a torn up shirt, and noose tied around his head? Either this was the beginning of a real life horror movie, or this is a normal occurance in the park. Agilene leaned towards the latter. Not knowing where to start, she lifts a finger that points to him, and lets out an "umm..."

Foxtrot:
Foxtrot's attention is drawn to Agilene as she points to him, a slight sense of embarrassment taking hold. "Oh hi there!" he says casually. "Sorry for my uh... appearance. I got into a bit of a crazy night and I can't really remember it all." He looks around the playground for any familiar clothing. "You haven't seen any pants around, have you?"

Agilene:
Her head turns left and right as she pretends to find a pair of pants lying somewhere on the ground. Lacking results from her supposed search, Agilene shrugs. Picking up her gym bag, she asks Foxtrot, "Will you feel better if you explain everything from the beginning?" Noticing the dirt on him, she reaches for her towel hidden deep in her bag. After finding it, she tosses it to Foxtrot, "Clean yourself up while you're at it too."

Metal Burst:
Metal walked slowly through the park, trying to get over his splitting headache as he pieced together the events of the night. Okay, so I was out with Neon...we had just finished our gig...then this guy shows up, tries to fight Neon, then leaves. Metal thought to himself with a degree of difficulty die to his hangover. Not realising where he was going, Metal tripped over a sandbag. As he got up, he started to speak. "Ouch...gotta start looking where I'm walking..." Metal looked up and saw some girl he didn't know, and the guy who had tried to fight Neon. That is, without the clothes he was wearing at the time. "Oh, this is EXACTLY what I wanted this morning." Ocean said sarcastically. "Another encounter with this guy."

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