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(( I've lost my muse for Naegi for some time now. Ā
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1 person has come to your grave
"...Hello.... Ikusaba-san...."Ā The Spirit greeted the Solider.Ā
2 people have come to your grave.
"ā¦Hello Ishimaru-kun⦠And..umā¦Youā¦."Ā The spirit greeted the two teens. of course, quietly. like always.
"Naegi-kunā¦" His voice faultered as he spoke to the spirit, eyes full not with fear or horror, rather an aching disbelief. "Why⦠Why did this happen to you?" Not how. The method of his death was meaningless, however the reason for which anyone would harm such a kind person as Makoto was what bothered Kiyotaka the most.
"....Because......I guess the Mastermind thought I was.... Important to everyone... or something...."Ā It was kinda hard to explain. He wasn't evenĀ entirelyĀ sure on the reason. It was probably because he was close to Kirigiri-san. He knew too much, or maybe it was to demoralize her. The only thing he knew for sure is he was dead and it was the mstermind's fault.Ā
He only became more confused. āHuhā¦..than how..I..?āĀ Was he mistaken? but how else can you really spread mass amounts of despair?wait, no, he really didnāt want to know that.Ā
"S-sorryā¦"Ā He muttered an apology for jumping to conclusions.Ā "I just kinda assumedā¦. B-but still⦠No matter the method, spreading despair isā¦Badā¦"Ā
"S-sorryā¦" she said quickly. "Iām confusing you, arenāt I? And I know that spreading despair is bad⦠hereās the thing; itās like a drug, and once your body gets used to it, it wants more and more until it just canāt handle the emotion anymore⦠And in some instances people try and wrap others into it and getĀ them hooked onto it, and the cycle just continues⦠I donāt want to do it, but itās an addiction at this point.ā
"I see...."Ā Like a viral disease, like a drug. It made despair sound so much more dangerous than just a nasty emotion or feeling. But at the same time, it made it sound so much more manageable. Emotions were out of one's control, but drugs can be regulated and stopped.Ā
"Is it possible.... To spread something to... reverse Despair...?" that phrase made more sense in his head.Ā "...Like...Spreading around a different emotion to counter act it, or something...?"Ā
2 people have come to your Grave
"Iām⦠Makoto Naegi⦠Itās nice to meet you⦠Fujisaki-kunā¦."Ā He introduced himself in turn, returnign the smile.Ā "Waitā¦Fujisaki..? You wouldnāt happen to be related to Chihiro Fujisaki, would youā¦?"Ā
"Thatās right! Iām Chihiroās twin brother." He tipped his head to one side when Naegi introduced himself, puzzled. "I know a Makoto Naegi, but Iām guessing that you arenāt him⦠I mean, he knows me, and heās aliāā He pursed his lips together and fiddled with his cloak. āAh, I⦠I didnāt mean it like that, Naegi-kunā¦ā
"I guess I'm not... Fujisaki-kun never mentioned a twin brother before..."Ā At least not that he heard of. Maybe Chihiro did have a twin and just never mentioned it.Ā
"There's that too...."Ā To his knowledge, he was one of only two dead naegis. there was a lowĀ possibilityĀ of finding another. which He supposed was a good thing. Ā "It's fine... I'm used to it..."
((I wonder if I should shut this down or not.Ā
the excitement and feels of role-playing Dead Naegi kindaĀ died out, you know?
))
2 people have come to your grave.
"...Hello Ishimaru-kun... And..um...You...."Ā The spirit greeted the two teens. of course, quietly. like always.
"ā¦Didnāt you say something about ādoing the same thingā in Americaā¦?"Ā He asked, his previous anger melting into plain confusion. Ā Did he mishear or misunderstood her? He was positive she saidĀ somethingĀ thatĀ implied she performed the same despair game in America. Her backing away probably implied He was guessing something right.
"What, spreading despair? Yeah, but I wasnāt a murderer!" She glared at the ghost, suddenly infuriated by his accusation. And she wasnāt stepping back because he was right (well, he was, but he would have to talk to Lux for more info), but rather to protect herself from being hurt-Ā again.
He only became more confused. "Huh.....than how..I..?"Ā Was he mistaken? but how else can you really spread mass amounts of despair?wait, no, he really didn't want to know that.Ā
"S-sorry..."Ā He muttered an apology for jumping to conclusions.Ā "I just kinda assumed.... B-but still... No matter the method, spreading despair is...Bad..."Ā
2 people have come to your Grave
"ā¦Helloā¦"Ā The spirit greeted the familiar looking stranger, and the less familiar stranger(s).Ā "ā¦.I Donāt think I knowā¦Either of youā¦."Ā
One thing that heād learned is that most of the people heād grown up with didnāt know him. Maybe it wasnāt Naegi, anyways; Naegi was alive! But AE offered the spirit a tiny smile anyways.
"Iām Aeji Fujisaki, but most call me AE. And you areā¦?"
"I'm... Makoto Naegi... It's nice to meet you... Fujisaki-kun...."Ā He introduced himself in turn, returnign the smile.Ā "Wait...Fujisaki..? You wouldn't happen to be related to Chihiro Fujisaki, would you...?"Ā
"Thatās unfortunateā¦.And Iām sorry to hear thatā¦. But does that all really justify Killing people⦠Or making people kill each otherā¦?"Ā Wouldnāt it make her kind of like her father in a way? Ā Hurting people for no reason? He didnāt know the whole story, but he doubt there was really anything the could justify pulling the same Despair murder-Killing stunt as Junko.
"W-wait, what made you assume that I killed people?" She blinked, stepping back from him as her hand protectively wound its way toward her knife- before remembering that she was standing in front of a ghost and that knives did no damage. Oops.
"...Didn't you say something about 'doing the same thing' in America...?"Ā He asked, his previous anger melting into plain confusion. Ā Did he mishear or misunderstood her? He was positive she saidĀ somethingĀ thatĀ implied she performed the same despair game in America. Her backing away probably implied He was guessing something right.
2 people have come to your Grave
"...Hello..."Ā The spirit greeted the familiar looking stranger, and the less familiar stranger(s).Ā "....I Don't think I know...Either of you...."Ā
"Thatsā¦. Thatās not what I was worried aboutā¦"Ā He was already quite aware of who killed him. sorta. kinda. And it was not this girl.Ā āāFailure at your talentāā¦? That doesnāt make sense⦠Itās not possible to be a āfailureā at your talent, is itā¦?ā It didnāt make sense to him. If she was bad at the talent she was given than why would she be the shsl of itā¦?Ā And even if she was bad⦠Why kill people?Ā
"Not that type of despair? Despairās Despair, thereās only one kind isnāt there?"Ā
"Y-you wouldnāt know what I was talking about, probably," she said quietly, her eyes glistening with tears. "Well, I wasnāt a failure at being a violinist- that wasnāt the problem. The problem was that after my friend helped me record my first album, I was expected to be one of the best recording-artists in America⦠and when I didnāt doĀ that properly, I would get hit by my father⦠almost every dayā¦ā
She blinked. āAnd I consider there to be two types of despair; one, when your family is disappointed in you and takes out their rage towards you by means of beating you, something that happened too often, and two, what you feel when youāre about to dieā¦ā
"That's unfortunate....And I'm sorry to hear that.... But does that all really justify Killing people... Or making people kill each other...?"Ā Wouldn't it make her kind of like her father in a way? Ā Hurting people for no reason? He didn't know the whole story, but he doubt there was really anything the could justify pulling the same Despair murder-Killing stunt as Junko.
"Thatās not trueā¦Iām sure someone cared about youā¦.Everyone has someone who cares about themā¦." He reassured.
He looked at the girl, curious."Youā¦had to do the same thing in Americaā¦?" Did something like what happened to him and his...
"..." She looked down, obviously upset. "I-if I hadn't been such a failure at my talent, I wouldn't have caused the mess I made," she said, looking back up at the ghost, then realizing she needed to clarify something. "I-if you're thinking I'm the one responsible for whatever killed you, I can assure you, I'm innocent on that. I wasn't referring to that type of despair..."Ā Of course not, Alexia, you were referring to your own family and relations, causing them despair- and having them punish you- when you didn't do something properly, she thought, and she bit back a tiny sob.
"Thats.... That's not what I was worried about..."Ā He was already quite aware of who killed him. sorta. kinda. And it was not this girl.Ā "'Failure at your talent'...? That doesn't make sense... It's not possible to be a 'failure' at your talent, is it...?" It didn't make sense to him. If she was bad at the talent she was given than why would she be the shsl of it...?Ā And even if she was bad... Why kill people?Ā
"Not that type of despair? Despair's Despair, there's only one kind isn't there?"Ā
Ā "This little guy doesnāt really eat the big stuff. I more feed the little ones raw steak meat but the big one controls the rodent population near my house." He uses his thumb to pet the little snakes head gently.
"I seeā¦. big one?⦠How bigā¦?"Ā Like those boa constrictors heās seen in the movies and such? He didnāt have much scale for what would be āBigā for a pet snake.Ā
"Corps is about maybe five feet ling and about five inches thick. Heās pretty big compared to most black snakes" He looks down at the little snake again and smiles big. "But little Ivan here is a little runt." He looks back at you. "So, enough about my snakes. Would you like to do something?"
He blinked in amazement. Wow that really would be a big one. that's longer than Makoto was tall. He shook his head, dismissing the thought, and turned his attention back to the serpentine.Ā "...Sure.... What do you have in mind?"Ā He asked. He didn't have anything of note to do, but whatever they do he will have to play an observing role. cause of dead things.
Ā "Thatās not trueā¦Iām sure someone cared about youā¦.Everyone has someone who cares about themā¦." He reassured.Ā
He looked at the girl, curious."Youā¦had to do the same thing in Americaā¦?" Did something like what happened to him and his friends happen else where in the world?Ā
She thought for a moment. āWell, it was more like the only thing anyone ever cared about me for was the money I could produce,ā she explained. āIf you could call that caring about me, Naegi-san, then I see your point⦠And what I meant by having to do the same thing in America was that⦠I was responsible for so much despair⦠and I had to punish myself accordingly, or be punishedā¦ā She shook her head, not wanting to say anything else.
"what a-" He was about to say something to counter what she said, but the words stopped dead in his throat the instant she explainedĀ further. Ā He stared at her, stunned and confused. He's only know her for a short amount of time, but the confession crushed him as if he was told such from his best friend.
"You..." Scanning for any hint that she was joking reaped no results, much to his dismay. "...You.....You can't be serious..... W-why...?"Ā
Ā "This little guy doesnāt really eat the big stuff. I more feed the little ones raw steak meat but the big one controls the rodent population near my house." He uses his thumb to pet the little snakes head gently.
"I see.... big one?... How big...?"Ā Like those boa constrictors he's seen in the movies and such? He didn't have much scale for what would be 'Big' for a pet snake.Ā
Ā "I-I'm, uhm, fine," Fukawa swayed slightly, looking at the blood on Naegi's clothes. Suddenly, she nearly collapsed to the floor.
"F-Fukawa-san!"Ā He floated quickly to her side, worried for the author. He should have know this was going to go poorly.Ā "A-are you alright...?"Ā She quite clearlyĀ isn't, but he asked anyways.Ā Ā
"..I ...I should probably go.... I don't want to make you faint..."Ā