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Visions of the Past: WonPil (I).
Time: 15 years before. (When WonPil was 7.)
Location: North Korea.
Theme: Drama, violence.
Soundtrack: m.youtube.com/watch?v=aKt7HN1oREM
13 small children in a classroom. From the age of the kids, it's reasonable to think it must be an elementary school, although it lacks all of the typical decorations. There is nothing on the white walls, beside two framed pictures of men, one next to the other, at the back of a middle-aged woman, staring at her pupils with a strict and unpleasant glare.
www.roleplay.me/photo/2967461
All the children wear the same outfit, a school uniform, and have the same, identical hairstyle.
One of the kids is reading, fluently, flawlessly, while all the others follow with their gaze, some helping themselves with finger, on their textbooks.
One pupil, in particular, stand out from the rest. His hair is longer and messy, his uniform old and dirty, chubby compared to the other boys. www.roleplay.me/photo/2967489
The kid nervously moves his eyes all over the page, looking lost and worried. / She is SO going to call me next... where is he at...? Captain, where is captain written? Why can't I find it anywhere... / *The witnesses can feel some frustration, but also worry.*
"Stop there. Lee WonPil, will you proceed?" suddenly says the teacher, who has been observing him all the time.
The chubby kid slightly jumps and hunches his shoulders as he gets called. / Knew it... / And at the same time, the other pupils chuckle and whisper to each others, stuff like 'he is so dumb', 'he can't read'.
Due to having dyslexia, it's really hard for him to keep track when others read, close to impossible.
"You weren't paying attention, again! Why do you even come to school, beside to keep the chair warm?"
More laughter from the pupils.
WonPil keeps his eyes on the page, not crossing the teacher's gaze. He feels really embarrassed, they can totally feel his emotions and very clearly on themselves. What he feels, they feel.
"Get out the class. Hopefully when your abeoji will see your grades from the report, today, he'll make something change in that mind of yours. This Nation doesn't need any more slackers. Now out." She points the door.
/ He is going to kill me. / The child stands up and walks out of the classroom, feeling all the eyes of the others on him.
[That's where WonPil's convintion to be dumb built up, to develop even further with the progression of his school career and general life.]
They can explore the class and whole school, to find more clues about the situation and environment. They can interact with objects and come across dialogues.
* Children's textbook;
* Leaders' pictures;
* WonPil's backpack;
* Teachers conversating in their room;
Bonus: * They can ask questions to people and get answers. They can't interact with WonPil, yet, but with anyone else.
Location: North Korea.
Theme: Drama, violence.
Soundtrack: m.youtube.com/watch?v=aKt7HN1oREM
13 small children in a classroom. From the age of the kids, it's reasonable to think it must be an elementary school, although it lacks all of the typical decorations. There is nothing on the white walls, beside two framed pictures of men, one next to the other, at the back of a middle-aged woman, staring at her pupils with a strict and unpleasant glare.
www.roleplay.me/photo/2967461
All the children wear the same outfit, a school uniform, and have the same, identical hairstyle.
One of the kids is reading, fluently, flawlessly, while all the others follow with their gaze, some helping themselves with finger, on their textbooks.
One pupil, in particular, stand out from the rest. His hair is longer and messy, his uniform old and dirty, chubby compared to the other boys. www.roleplay.me/photo/2967489
The kid nervously moves his eyes all over the page, looking lost and worried. / She is SO going to call me next... where is he at...? Captain, where is captain written? Why can't I find it anywhere... / *The witnesses can feel some frustration, but also worry.*
"Stop there. Lee WonPil, will you proceed?" suddenly says the teacher, who has been observing him all the time.
The chubby kid slightly jumps and hunches his shoulders as he gets called. / Knew it... / And at the same time, the other pupils chuckle and whisper to each others, stuff like 'he is so dumb', 'he can't read'.
Due to having dyslexia, it's really hard for him to keep track when others read, close to impossible.
"You weren't paying attention, again! Why do you even come to school, beside to keep the chair warm?"
More laughter from the pupils.
WonPil keeps his eyes on the page, not crossing the teacher's gaze. He feels really embarrassed, they can totally feel his emotions and very clearly on themselves. What he feels, they feel.
"Get out the class. Hopefully when your abeoji will see your grades from the report, today, he'll make something change in that mind of yours. This Nation doesn't need any more slackers. Now out." She points the door.
/ He is going to kill me. / The child stands up and walks out of the classroom, feeling all the eyes of the others on him.
[That's where WonPil's convintion to be dumb built up, to develop even further with the progression of his school career and general life.]
They can explore the class and whole school, to find more clues about the situation and environment. They can interact with objects and come across dialogues.
* Children's textbook;
* Leaders' pictures;
* WonPil's backpack;
* Teachers conversating in their room;
Bonus: * They can ask questions to people and get answers. They can't interact with WonPil, yet, but with anyone else.
1 | Dec 6th 2020 16:43
He shrugs. "Maybe, if you just want to speak to him, you can simply try to contact him. If he really went through a lot, being forced might be counterproductive, especially since he seems to have a vice with fire."
He snorts. "Send them a basket of fruit with your best regards, if you become General."
He tilts his head. "Your twin, you mean."
He crosses his arms on his chest. "The time I was sent to the Golden City, in the United Empire. There was Hoseok too, in there. Among the other things, it could help to understand his situation."
You can be sure I will." That'd make him even more hated but he is ready for it. It'd be priceless!!
"A bit of both." After all LaNi only met him properly while he was already in a relationship with WonPil.
If he didn't manage to solve it by then, it makes me think it wouldn't be possible to do anything. It is a good plan anyway. I'll follow you."
"You seem quite stable to me, though. Were you into drugs?" Since they told.him about the weird behaviour he had before.
"Don't be so optimistic about getting a straight answer. I myself am not totally sure if he was affected by that thing or not." He nods. "All right. Let's meet tomorrow for it, then." On their monthversary??
Not addicted to anything but I tried a bit of everything in hope they'd make me feel alive." And everything failed.
"We can never get a straight answer." He looks up, annoyed at how things can never be easy.
"Tomorrow I can't. I have to spend the day with WonPil. I don't know what we might do...there is even Peachii. Maybe you and WuXin could watch over her while I and WonPil go on date?"
So their speculations were true!! "I see. Your metabolism is probably too powerful for average drugs to be as effective."
He looks up too. "What would you expect, when it comes of stuff like this. It's not as easy as a medical condition. The solution could even be weird stuff like falling in love." Rolls eyes.
"Oh, fine. We can, I'm sure that WuXin won't mind at all."