Well, of course, ditching your RP blog means ditching your muse, and ditching your muse means losing your muse, so obviously I'd have trouble trying to RP again...
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Well, of course, ditching your RP blog means ditching your muse, and ditching your muse means losing your muse, so obviously I'd have trouble trying to RP again...
『...It's been quite a while, so I suppose everyone's forgotten about me completely, right?』
『...My hat is on my face!』
"That isn’t… Well, I can promise you that there’s no way I could lie to you now." There was a small pout on his lips now, offended the other boy would even think so.
”..Knowing you, I can’t exactly be sure,” he sighed. “It was more devastating to me than anything.. After a while of not seeing your friend, normal people start to worry. At least, try to understand that much.”
『Oh, is that so?』 Komaeda couldn't help but smile gently at that pout.
— It felt like it had been quite a long while since last speaking to Hinata, but the white-haired boy was not only pleased to see him again, he was pleasantly surprised to know that the other boy was so welcoming and that Hinata seemed to have missed him, if that wasn't too absurd of him to conclude that. Even if Hinata did say it, Komaeda was rather uncertain how to take it, especially since Hinata had called him 「a friend」.
『...I can try, if that helps. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, once again,』 he apologized, although it might not have been the proper response to someone calling him 「a friend」.
I've abandoned this blog for too long... If I can manage my time, I'll get back to it in full.
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Junko allowed for a small twitch of the lips. Of course. Physical contact, while painful that her delicate fingers had to touch someone as disgusting as his, was surely the key to breaking his little game. Now that they were at least playing something that she had the majority, if not all, of the control on, Junko felt at ease.
"Really?" She cooed, steeled herself, and placed a mockingly loving hand on Komaeda’s face. Resisting the urge to gag, she could feel her eyebrow twitch in how disgusting this entire scene was, Junko smiled pleasantly.
"A volcano sounds absolutely lovely! You’re not usually full of good ideas, Komaeda-kun, so it’s a real pleasure to see your genius mind at work." Was her hand still cupping his face? Ah, she’d have to wash that hand as soon as this little spat was over.
"I’ve always wondered if it was possible to cook a large piece of meat in them, but ahhh, perhaps simply touching the lava would suffice. Komaeda-kun, you said that you’d lend me a hand, didn’t you?"
"I did say that, but I don't think I'll need to."
» Enoshima sure seemed to be having a good time trying to break him, and that hand cupping his face did add onto his growing frustration. Komaeda didn't want to become indignant before her, though, so he grimaced as he smiled. At the same time, he held his breath just slightly to avoid breathing too much of the same air. With a minimal amount of struggling, he managed to grab her hand by the wrist and pulling it off from his face, less than concerned about whether she left nail marks on his cheek.
"...See? Enoshima-san, your hand is clearly intact, so I'd think that you'd have little trouble with your little experiment," he commented, his expression contradicting the tight grip he had on Enoshima's wrist.
» Rather than cooking her hand, he would have preferred to tear it from her arm in that very instant.
"Why would I lie about something like that..?" He sighed. "It’s fine. You’re back now, aren’t you? Maybe this time you won’t disappear and worry m-…everyone."
"Well, Hinata-kun probably wouldn't bother lying... but sometimes you're not completely honest, you know?" He chuckled lightly.
"I suppose you'd want to keep a close watch on me, but I wouldn't say I'd do anything... bad in my absence," he mused. "I had thought my disappearance was more than welcome, though. I can't quite understand otherwise..."
His happy go lucky facade would surely disappear soon. Junko had no doubts about it, if their “first” impressions of each other were to be accounted for. Besides, she didn’t want to play along with a game that wasn’t hers, thank you very much.
Biting back the retort, it would be unseemly and she was going to be such a good girl for Komaeda, Junko finally decided to be on her best behavior. Whatever that was.
She reached out and grasped his hand. Hah.
"I agree completely, Komaeda-kun!" She chirped, eyes closed with a wide grin on her face. Her red nails curled around his hand and she opened her eyes with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
"If that’s the case, then why don’t we go somewhere that is big enough for the both of us? Perhaps you’d like a one way trip there, Komaeda-kun~" Still holding his hand much to her chagrin, Junko let the threat hang in the air with a twitch of her lips.
» Oh. Her hand.
"...No. I think I'd like to stay here," he muttered, wrenching his hand out of her grasp. "Perhaps you would prefer going somewhere yourself, preferably alone. I heard that volcanoes are quite the hot spot."
» Rubbing his hand lightly from her grip, Komaeda's mouth twitched just slightly, before he remembered to actually look back up at her. Avoiding eye contact if possible.
"I wouldn't mind coming along with you. If you don't mind my giving you a hand." With the very hand Enoshima had grasped, he made a little pushing gesture.
“I..I’ve been having a great time ..but it’s not because you weren’t around. I actually would have wanted you to be here to.”
"I’ve missed you, Komaeda.."
"..."
"Is that true, Hinata-kun? That you would ..." he trailed off.
"... I'm glad to hear that. Flattered, even. I would have liked to stay around..."
Don’t make a face. Don’t make a face. Don’t make a face.
Junko wasn’t stupid, no matter what people said about blonde hair and big bosoms. She could tell when someone wasn’t pleased to see her, and the fact that the person was someone with an extreme fetish for hope that he might as well slobber over Kamukura’s shoes didn’t really help at all.
"Komaeda-kuun? What a surprise, I didn’t imagine to find you here!" As in, turn around and walk away. Or crawl, whatever his preferred mode of transportation was.
» She definitely made a face, didn't she? Even if for just a moment, Komaeda felt a bit satisfied with his farce, although it didn't seem like she was planning on playing along.
"Aah, is that so? I have to say I'm quite surprised, too. But I have to say, as cliche as it is, I don't think this place--" he paused to wonder where this place was, "--is big enough for the both of us." Being a bit blunt wouldn't hurt at this rate.
"It’s been literally months, Komaeda. We didn’t exactly leave off on a right note either if I remember correctly.. You’re lucky I even still bother to talk to you.”
"Ah... Well, you're right. I can only apologize for my abrupt departure, but I suppose you had a much better time while I was gone, Hinata-kun? I really shouldn't be asking for much, of course."
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Junko stands with her hands on her hips, her bosom out and her head held high. She eyes the newcomers, pauses, then relaxes back to a normal standing pose.
"Hello, I’m Junko Enoshima." Might as well start off casual. There wasn’t a point in making a fuss.
"..."
» To say in the least, Komaeda was not pleased that he had to make the acquaintance of the Super High School Level Gyaru yet again. But for the sake of consistency, he decided to humour her.
"Hello! Enoshima-san, was it? I'm Komaeda Nagito. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," he spat out in a more or less fake cheery tone.
"Eh?..What was that? That must have been a really strong gust of wind.. It almost sounded like someone was talking. Weird."
"...Eh? Hinata-kun? I know I've disappeared for a while, but I didn't expect that I would become invisible..."
"I wonder if anyone would still be willing to bother with me, seeing how I seem to have disappeared for a while...!"
hello!
i’m a new independent dangan ronpa rp blog and i’m looking forward to rping with all of you.
so, if you could reblog this post with your rp blog as well, then i’ll check your blog out and follow you.
thanks!