HOMECOMING HAUNTINGS

[poropride]

EVENT TIME! ( what is homecoming? )

Every year toward the end of October, Valoran Academy and Valoran University hosts their Homecoming events. These are times where both schools invite alumni, as well as incoming or prospective students to tour the school, get a feel for clubs and events, and whatnot. Taking place over an entire week instead of a day, the event is capped by a big sports day, where various teams from the high school and college play at home, and the homecoming dance later in the evening.

Valoran Academy has drawn Piltover Prep for their competitors this year, and Valoran University will further fuel their rivalry with Demacia College. Students from both schools, as well as those from schools around Valoran (and surrounding areas of Runeterra that people may not have heard of) are invited to attend the games and collective Valoran Institute Homecoming Dance respectively.

This year's theme is a bit unorthodox, as a few students mentioned that it was unfair that they could not celebrate their favorite Shadow Isles-themed holiday during the same weekend, [REDACTED], so the student council has decided to collapse both themes together. This year's Homecoming will be a bit spookier than usual, with cobwebs and creepies harrowing the hallowed halls.

But not all of these supposed costumed coucilmembers are playing pretend! Around 9pm, the thick fog that had been settling over the campus will flood in, and with it, the stuff of nightmares! Maybe they came for the punch? Or to be punched? It's really hard to say.


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Lotus mom is here. (ota, going on throughout the week)

[middleway]

[ Valoran Academy has been known to have a somewhat unorthodox headmistress. A bit elusive, her office is almost always closed, and very few students have gotten a chance to actually see her. Legend tell she's twelve feet tall, breathes fire, and possibly teaches yoga classes at the local community center.

As it turns out, only one of these things is true.

It would be unbecoming for the petite headmistress to not greet any and all visitors. Unbecoming and unsafe, considering Valoran Institute's reputation for producing great heroes of legend.

Of course, certain precautions need to be taken on her part. The representative of an entire city-state, and carting her own history with the school that might make her a prime target, Karma has gone to great lengths to make sure her personal safety is taken care of as well. She may not look... completely there while walking around. In fact, it's quite easy to see through her projection. She may even look a bit ghost-like herself, drifting through the halls with grace. ]

[timedattendance]

Enter poor Ekko, a kid fresh off the streets sent to the school as a ward of the state. With a grumble and a heaving sigh he held tight the paper that was his school schedule. For whatever reason he was simply pushed into the midst of it all.

The young man was confused no matter how it was seen, he looked all about as students bustled to place decorations every which way. He didn't quite understand what all the excitement was about, dancing? He danced circles around thugs all day. School? Why did he even need it? He was already practically a genius for inventing a time machine...

'whiiiich required a few kinks' he mentally noted.

He scratched the back of his head as he crumbled the schedule, winding up as he pitched it straight at the person in front of him, accidentally of course.

"Oooohhh.... Sorry yo... Didn't think someone'd be there...! Uhh..."

Damn. She was hot.

[middleway]

Normally, his crumpled schedule would have made contact, the person involved would have been mad, and the reset king would have probably, well, did his usual; however, Ekko would be in for a surprise this time. Sailing through the air toward the woman's head, it instead went through, continuing its arch before finally landing on the ground in front of her.

Karma stopped, noticing the errant ball of paper, and turned in the direction that it was thrown. She didn't look bemused, per se, but she certainly wasn't angry. No, it was somewhere closer to amusement, a perfectly manicured eyebrow quirked slightly as she looked at the teen.

"I imagine that went a bit differently than planned?" She asked, coolly. Either he was in big trouble, or... well, okay no, he was probably in big trouble.

[timedattendance]

The boy blinked once. Then twice. His mouth drooped from its hinged ever so slowly. He wanted to turn around. Possibly rewind time. But he made a promise to himself that he wouldn't use it for things like this. Only life or death situations. Well maybe this was one?

He gulped, a hand shakily and slowly raised to point towards the other.

"Y-Yo... y-you're not a....ghost...right...? 'cuz I mean... uhhh y'look like an angel."

He gave a nervous full toothed grin, anything to save him from a Harrowing. His eyes darted to the crumpled ball, then towards the 'specter'.

"W-Well like, I wasn't really plannin' on you bein' there is all.... Eh heh..."

Ekko pls.

[middleway]

It was moments like these that she lived for, truly. It kept her going, even while in hiding from Swain and his brood. While she might not have been known for her sense of humor, she was not completely devoid of it--quite the opposite in fact. She simply preferred to keep such observations to herself. Appearances and all that. You understand.

Still, Ekko was afforded a smirk from the apparition. "An angel," She curled a finger at her lips, looking deep in thought. "That would be a first. No, nothing like that."

"Oh, and what were you planning, exactly?" Do tell, Ekko, inquiring headmistresses would like to know. Although, considering that she had not set a physical foot within the school since her days as a student, that fact was easy enough to miss. She did look quite a bit different nowadays, even as a projection.

OTA, any time before the last!

[mightydemacian]

[ Garen Crownguard currently had two missions: Scout out the fog and try and figure out why one had suddenly fallen, and avoid anyone looking for a Homecoming dance date. Two problems: If those rumours of ghostly presences coming were true, you couldn't exactly just punch them in the nose and call it a day; and sitting in a tree alone while the fog got right up to his face was getting extremely boring.

Which is why for the rest of the week he's: ]

i

[ Running around campus with his signature blade on his shoulder, knocking on the doors of every magically inclined club trying to get an appropriate enchantment for ghostbusting. ]

ii

[ Going to jump out at people yelling random things like "DEMACIAAAA!" when they walk under his perch. It seems entertaining enough. ]

I. (assuming he's visiting the high school campus too)

[ladyofluminosity]

[ She'd heard screams coming from various rooms down the hall and, assuming the worst, snuck off into one of the lesser used classrooms. Something was going down, and she assumed that that meant the Star Guardian would need to fix things.

Oh how wrong she was. ]

Starlight--

[ Hey Garen, it sounds like someone's in here! They're not answering when you knock, but maybe you should ask them for help! ]

[mightydemacian]

[ Knock knock, nobody's answering. But there's somebody inside, and there's flashing lights coming out from under the door gap, so hopefully that meant there was magi around? Magi or hextech shenanigans, and he'd take a hextech ghostbuster too, at this point. ]

Excuse me.

[ He just opens the door. Clubrooms aren't supposed to be locked, are they? Well, too bad if they are, because he accidentally crushed it in his grip. ]

[ladyofluminosity]

--Miracle Illumination!

[ It was nearly impossible to hear someone knocking over the literal light show that was her transformation. Thankfully enough, magical girl transformation sequences seemed to function as some kind of zero time anomaly that they 1) seemingly take forever to the observer, and 2) don't actually take any time at all.

It's complicated, don't ask.

Standing in her ending pose as Garen walks in, she stands there, frozen. ]

Ah..?

[ WHY. WHY THIS? Oh lord please don't let him recognize her. ]

ii

[indy_wannabe]

[Ezreal instinctively dives out of the way, a look of utter disbelief on his face as he tumbles messily on the ground]

What. The. Hell.

[mightydemacian]

[ Garen is incredibly pleased with himself. He had a plastic skeleton in his hands and shook it in Ezreal's general direction, fake bones clicking towards him. ]

Ooooh~ It's the Harrowing~!

[indy_wannabe]

Nice try big guy, but you probably want to do that with a much... younger crowd.

ii

[timedattendance]

"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

BONK.

"WWWUWHUAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

CLANK.

"WOOOOHUUAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

CLONK.

Went Ekko's bat upon Garen's person as he tried to beat down the zombie. He hated the Harrowing. HATED IT.

[mightydemacian]

BONK.

"OOF!"

CLANK.

"OW."

CLONK.

"OKAY COULD YOU STOP NOW, THIS IS OVERKILL."

Garen grabs the bat before Ekko could continue with the barrage of attacks. A fight-or-flight instinct finely tuned to 'fight' was nice and all, but there was definitely something to be said for not unleashing everything on a prankster.

[timedattendance]

"Ohhhhh.... Ohhhh shitttt... you're not a freakin' zombie... ooooohhh... yo...dude... my bad... seriously... damn I did a number on your face oooooh..."

Ekko shuddered as he saw the blows he inflicted upon the other, wincing.

"Yo man... I'm real sorry maybe I can get you like... some ice or somethin'... like seriously I'm just... Harrowing stuff just 'aint really my thing y'know...?"

late late late

[ladyofluminosity]

#1


[ Greeting alumni and future prospective students was the job of the student council and the welcoming committee, and while Lux was not part of the former (she was only a freshman, so maybe next year?), she was more than happy to volunteer for the latter. Wearing a t-shirt with a poro on it, a cute skirt, and a giant sticker with her name on it underneath "Ask me questions!," this blond was ready to take on any challenge!

Even if that challenge meant unusual or bizarre questions. Or other things she might not necessarily want to deal with. ]


#2


[ She didn't even make it to the dance this time, which was a bit of a blessing and a curse, all told. Still, having zombies flood the field during the halftime show was NOT the way she wanted to spend her Saturday.

Although honestly? She had gotten used to the whole magical girl thing. The closet nerd in her actually looked forward to times where she would be able to do some monster mauling.

Sneaking off to what she assumed was a secluded, closed off area, the blond transformed into her alter ego, and found a way to the top of the bleachers. There... was probably an easier way that didn't involve her actually climbing why did her mind go to a certain rule-bending not!buddy of hers, but she certainly didn't know it. Hopefully no one saw any of that. ]

Hold it right there!

[ She pointed dramatically at the field. Maybe you're in the bleachers? On the field? Are you the one she's pointing at?

Or, perhaps, you managed to see a certain blond color guard sneak off and not return? ]

2

[indy_wannabe]

[Well, this looks interesting. Ezreal is definitely going to follow. What's little miss perfect doing sneaking off?]

2

[ladyofluminosity]

[ It would seem that Lux hasn't noticed that she is being trailed. Ducking around a supply shed, she looked around a bit before pulling out a gold, star-shaped brooch. He might recognize it from a certain magical heroine. ]

2

[indy_wannabe]

[Huh. Interesting. Let's see how this goes. Ezreal stays out of sight, pulling a mask out of his bag and twirling it in his fingers]

1

[timedattendance]

Ekko let the slip of paper pass through his fingers as he loosened up the collar on his new uniform, untucking it as he hunched over. Hand quickly darted into his pocket as he grumbled. School didn't really agree with him. Neither did getting sent to one in the middle of the year. Transfer student? Right. Transfer straight from the streets. For whatever reason, the minute he built a time machine Zaun shoved him into school. It seemed counter intuitive. But here he was.

Eyeing the girl top to bottom, he raised a brow. Maybe she knew where class 14A was.

" 'scuse me Blondie, yo uh... happen ta know where the Physics rooms are? 'cuz I'm hella lost and a tiiiiiny bit pissed that I gotta even be in a class this... uh... I dunno... weak?"

Ekko let the schedule flip through his fingers once more before he flicked it into the air, watching it slowly drift onto the table in front of the girl.

"I mean, I'm 'sposed to ask you questions, right?"

[ladyofluminosity]

It was a relatively busy morning. As a freshman, much of her responsibilities involved running between classrooms, making copies, and doing general gopher work for her upperclassmen. Lux didn't mind, per se, but somehow she had hoped that she would be able to, you know, help. She was fairly good at it, after all. All and all, it was a bit of a let down.

Her elbow propped on the table top, the blond sighed, absently playing with her hair a bit, pulling a hair tie loose from her wrist and binding it back. She hardly realized that he was talking to her at first, the 'blondie' comment passing over her head. The question, however, caught her attention.

"Physics, huh?"

Hmm. Physics, weak eh? Lux made a mental note; hey were still looking for a few more team members for the Science Olympiads, after all. "That depends on who is teaching it."

Scrambling to pluck the floating schedule out of the air, she did her best to not give the other teen a look. He reminded her of someone. Maybe she shouldn't extend that invitation. One Ezreal, she could handle. Two, however, might be pushing it.

She flipped the paper over, taking a look. "Oh, that teacher. You'll have fun. Let's see..." Lux paused, leaning toward her table partner to say something before exchanging a nod. "I can take you over there now, if you want. It's easier than giving directions."

[timedattendance]

Watching the girl struggle spread a half smile on his face, but at the same time it was rather endearing. Ekko rolled his eyes. Posh girls weren't really his thing. He did his best as well to avert his gaze, acting as disinterested in her, this school, and everyone else around them as humanly possible.

He wanted to make a statement.

'I'm straight up better than all of you guys so let's just get this over with, alright?' He mused, yeah maybe he'd say that... or... 'Don't get too close there Blondie. I'll give this school a year tops before they recognize that I don't belong here and send me straight to graduation.'

He grinned at his own thoughts as he was jolted from them, eyes looking at who she was whispering at.

" s'at so? Is the school really that freakin' big...? Alright, lead the way. Blondie."

He realized that sounded rude. But who wore a 'Ask me questions!' sticker without like... a name tag? He shook his head as he began to follow.

[extraseconds]

[Lux pointed at a dark figure who zipped between the zombies and ghosts like he had dodged past them a hundred times before. Between the hooded jacket and the bandana tied over the face, she couldn't make out who it was, but there were alarms going off from some building at the school. Given that this guy had a box clamped under one arm, he seemed like a safe bet.

He skidded to a halt at the sight of a magical girl, more out of curiosity than because she had told him to, but stopping was stopping.]

Oh god what are YOU doing here?

brb collecting all the time brats

[ladyofluminosity]

[ Her keen eye for catching rule breakers picked him out of the crowd right away. Obscured face, obviously stolen goods tucked underneath his arm, Lux hit the jackpot as far as criminal activity was concerned. Zombies and ghosts could wait for the time being, it was time for some good old Demacian Righteousness™ ]

I think the question you should be asking yourself is what are YOU doing with that box!

[ Getting down from the bleachers was significantly easier. Taking a leap from the top, she landed with a flourish, brandishing her staff in his direction. ]

The Harrowing is supposed to be a fun time, and between you and the spooks here, I'm seeing more tricks than treats! Using the fog as a smokescreen for illegal activity is wrong, and by the light of Demacia, I will punish you for your transgressions!

[extraseconds]

[Of all the people he could have run into tonight, this particular person was probably the worst. She would make a huge scene, and in ten minutes there would be news helicopters would be circling and filming their every move.

He'd make an attempt, at least, but Lux had always been a little...single minded.]

Hey wait, I'm one of the good guys here!

[He reached behind him and put one hand on the Z-Drive starter while plotting escape routes in his head. Let's see, she'd probably open up with a lucent singularity...]