no penalty without law

Norio Yoshisaki; SHSL Lawyer

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Victims: Tsukino Yuki, Yoshisaki Norio

Location of the bodies: Empty House near Hot Springs

Body Discovered By: Miyamoto Hotaru

Evidence: 

Stab wound in Yuki’s stomach.

Bruise around Norio’s neck.

Blood covered knife by Norio’s hand.

Rope on Yuki.

[aminocendi-blog]

Dear Father,

Yoshisaki Norio playlist

I meant to put this up for awhile but you know  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

[aminocendi-blog]

I have to put this on Norio’s blog so I have it here as a reference. I’ll fight you if you think this isn’t Norio.

[mutandis-blog]

“I soar!” is the famous company’s logo. There is no doubt about it that they have lived up to that logo. Mutandis Inc has risen to one of Japan’s most influential and wealthy company in the last couple decades. Recently, the company decided to have more a hand in education, hoping to both improve and inspire. No one in their right mind would ignore Hope Peak Academy. So that is where they began. Mutandis Inc, a company focused in research and development of planes and rockets has opened its door to HPA students. They promised to provide a tour and to meet with the famous CEO of the company. Anyone who wants to go anywhere would kill for such an opportunity, since the CEO rarely comes out for interviews anymore. And lucky you that you ended up to be selected for this field trip. Remember, the sky is the limit.

Mutandis is a Dangan Ronpa OC submission based group, set in the skyscraper of the famous company, Mutandis Inc. 18 students have been accepted to go on this field trip. Artist and Student Applications are Open and no deadline has been set yet. 

[ Application ] [ About ] [ Rules ] [ How to Play ]

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Skeletons in the closet | CH2 Motive | Open

His skin paled ever so slightly at the idea of his secrets getting out. He operated on very private knowledge. He had clients that had very private information that good get out. The information he did allow to get out was very specific. He needed to control the input and output of information about him. The Yoshisaki family was under the public spotlight 24/7 and thus any flaw would be blown up. Just about anything could warp the public’s view and ruin the reputation of his family’s name. That was something that he could not let happen.

Of course, his focus then turned to his watch as he heard a beep. He could work well on other’s secrets. He could manipulate his information and it was just as easy to manipulate other’s info. But a frown appeared on his face as he was a bit disappointed. Sea blue eyes rolled in response as he turned the watch off for now and glanced around. His main focus was finding out who had his info and what their aim was then. 

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Chapter 2 || Too Juicy not to Share || Motive Drop

The past week has been fairly quiet compared to the week leading up to the trial. With Hachinoko Honeya’s murder investigation and Koji Niji’s trial and imprisonment, the heroes of the land deserved a much needed break. Even if this downtime included quests that were mandated by the Frog, the Dog, and the other citizens of the kingdom. 

A break is still a break, at least until the watches strapped on the students wrist began to give out a high pitch electronic screeching sound. 

Keep reading

[error4x4-blog]

google how to delete a person | Norio | Closed

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error4x4:

“That’s cuz I am young, idiot. We all are. We’re teenagers. I have a big vocabulary. I could pull science terms out a thin air that your blond ass would have no clue what to make of! I bet you fall for those ‘You Have Won a Free iPad!!!’ scams, don’t you? How many Nigerian princes are you related to? Loosen up. You’re just making a bad fucking situation worse.”

When Norio’s eyes traveled down to his food, he found himself getting increasingly irritated until…He got an idea. Ooooooh, he got an idea alright. If this wasn’t a good idea, he didn’t know what was. So, waiting for a moment to strike, he began to stir his food, stabbing a few pieces and raising them to his mouth as if he was going to take a bit himself and then-Bam.

He stuck the fork into Norio’s mouth, ravioli and all.

“Didn’t your mom ever tell you to watch out for the airplanes? I think I like you better like this: Quiet and not talking. It’s lovely.”

What a little shit.

He wasn’t finished of course. He had more to say. More complaints and insults but next thing he knew, his mouth was full. The unexpected food blocked his air pipe. Truth be told, he shut up. He shut up so he could cough.

“What the hell?” was his response. Certainly not as poetic and planned out as he usually spoke. The action was not expected in any shape. 

[shslaromatherapist-blog1]

Rosemary | Closed | Norio

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shslaromatherapist:

This was the first time in Masa’s life when he was able to eat whatever he wanted without anybody getting onto him. With this advantage, Masa treated himself to a pot of pasta! He hadn’t planned ahead for how much he’d be able to handle though, and instead ended up with half a pot’s worth of left over pasta. He rattled through all the cabinets, looking for some kind of cellophane wrap so he could store the left overs in the fridge for anybody who would later come along in search of a meal. After a few minutes of searching, Masa eventually found the wrap underneath some sandwich bags in the bottom cabinet. He neatly wrapped the bowl of left over pasta and placed it in the fridge and set to work with cleaning up the pot he used, as well as any other mess he made.

Content with the spotless kitchen and his full stomach, Masa turned and began joyfully skipping towards the exit. The day was off to a good start! He had a feeling that nothing could possibly go wrong. He could go and spend some time playing in the park now, or he could go visit with some of the animals in the village, or maybe even make a new friend out of one of his fellow classmates!

Just as Masa burst out of the kitchen and into the corridor, he very nearly ran smack dab into another student!

“Oh!” The aromatherapist stopped in his tracks and nearly fell as he threw his arms out to keep his balance. He wobbled, but remained standing. It would have been embarrassing to fall right in front of this person, but at least it wasn’t as bad as actually slamming into them!

The boy looked up and realized that he had never talked to this student before. He recognized him from the trial, and from the IDs- this was the lawyer!  “S-Sorry about almost running into you there! I should have been paying more attention to where I was going.” he murmured as he bowed apologetically. 

Norio truthfully wasn’t very hungry. No more than anything, he was bored and curious. There was a long list of students he hadn’t talked to quite yet and tedious, annoying tasks he had to perform for currency. He knew a game was being played by the puppeteer. He didn’t want to be played. He didn’t want to be manipulated and ordered around like mindless toy. So for now, he started off small. He started off weighing his options, his peers, and his duties. Starting with this small student. 

He did his best to hold tongue back. Instead, he needed to tap into his charismatic nature. His craftsmanship with words was to be feared. It was more his talent than law. 

“Yano, correct?” he replied. He straightened himself up so that his posture and height allowed to appear like he was towering over the individual before him. He waved way their collision with his hand, gesturing Masa not to worry about it. “Am I keeping you from something?”

[shslsoccerball-blog]

Music to No One’s Ears | Chapter 2 | Closed | Norio

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shslsoccerball:

Kaede was at a loss for words as Norio ranted. He didn’t even answer his question about if he could stick with him… so he was a little afraid this was just a very long and elaborate no, but he couldn’t be sure. Or at the very least, he liked to convince himself there was a little hope he wouldn’t get abandoned in the streets here.

“Well.. y-you’re not alone in this, you know..? We’re all trapped and confused.. Maybe in the future everyone will have a little more experience and we’ll solve crimes better! But.. I can see how we could feel like we’re holding you back, you being the only one with legal experience…” He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling like a sheep in a lions den.. “W-we could really use your help in that case. I-it probably sounds like a pain to you but.. we’re really looking up to you. I-I know I am.. we really need you.”

“I’m glad you’re as okay as you are, then… if there’s anything I can do to help, I-I wouldn’t mind getting a chance to well.. make up for our argument back at school.” He was still pretty nervous talking to Norio, he was nothing short of intimidating. But he hopes the kind words and the offer to reconcile would be enough to make Norio feel a little better about things. 

With his ego stroked a bit, he seemed to calm down, if only a little. He understood his position. He would die if they failed. Sure, he would step up if his life depended on it but he also didn’t want to help more than necessary. ESPECIALLY if they were ungrateful and a headache at best. 

He let out a soft sigh. “You can tag along but I’m not slowing down.” That was his defeated voice. The stuttering of course was annoying. He wanted to yell at the other to speak properly and with dictation but he let himself relax enough to accept his company. 

“Everyone wants their opinion, and most of them jump to the conclusion before we even get to the results. It does not matter if you know the answer. What matters is that you make a case for your argument.”

[error4x4-blog]

google how to delete a person | Norio | Closed

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error4x4:

“So? I do as well. That doesn’t mean I don’t speak the way I want. Seriously, we all can sound fucking stupid and we all can sound smart, that’s just the way it is. Have some goddamn fun for once, eh? Loosen the stick up your ass a bit, maybe. It could do wonders for your entire…well, everything. AND STOP CALLING ME IMMATURE! Just because I know the definition of fun, it doesn’t make me immature.”

When Norio stepped closer, Masumi didn’t move, just met the boy eye for eye, still clutching his bowl of hot and steamy Cheffies. He wasn’t backing down from this asshole.

“Oh, scathing comment. You know, I think you said the same thing before. You have a chef?! Just how rich are you, fucker? You know what? Why don’t you tell me exactly why I should not eat this and live my life how I want? Go on, enlighten me, asscrack. Tell me.”

“I will stop calling you immature when you behave and speak as such. You are the one that leaves the impression that you are young, naive, and have little vocabulary knowledge. I will have fun when I am not forced to interact with lesser beings in a killing game.” 

His eyes returned to the repulsive food the other ate. He couldn’t imagine eating such a thing. It barely resembled the artistic and exquisite food it tried to copy. It looked nothing like the food he had at home. 

“Honestly, your talent is computer work and don’t look up such things. How much sugar is added? Along with the chemicals a--”

[shslsoccerball-blog]

Music to No One’s Ears | Chapter 2 | Closed | Norio

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shslsoccerball:

@aminocendi

Kaede had spent enough time getting acquainted with the new rooms inside the castle, it was time to check out the new additions to the city. Lucky for him, travelling around the large kingdom wasn’t too time consuming, having long legs really helps with that.

The only thing he still had no luck with were directions. He thought he had gone straight down the path but… wait, no…

“Ahh… a-am I lost, or aren’t I?…” He was at a loss for figuring out where he was. All he had to do was go on autopilot for a second and his surroundings were unrecognizable. They had all only been here a while, so being unfamiliar was still understandable, but you’d think Kaede would be able to read a god damn map better than he does. Kaede’s luck returned to him once more however, like the ebb and flow of a very sad and easily confused sea, when he spotted someone nearing what looked to be a shop. Kaede recognized the person, thank god, and approached with a little caution. The last time he and Norio spoke it didn’t seem to be on good terms but.. it wasn’t too late to fix that, hopefully.

“Uh, Yoshisaki-san! Are you busy?” He stepped closer, slowly.. “I’m a little lost.. can I follow you for a little while? A-at least until we get back to the castle, i-if that’s okay.” He feels bad for pestering the guy, being such a burden on him, but he felt like he’d never get back otherwise. Though to counteract his imposing request, he remembered he should be polite and ask him how he is. “How have you been..? I know things have been a bit hectic but.. are you doing okay?”

Blue eyes shot a cold glare when he was approached. He was inspecting the instrument shop when he heard the cautious voice behind him. He turned away for a moment in order to roll his eyes in private. “Are you doing ok?” Was that meant to be a joke? This situation was far from “ok” to him. So his retort came as nothing but polite.

“I’m imprisoned in a theatrical kingdom of murder, being told what to do by a frog and a rat. Let’s also note the one place I thought I could get a break at was completely ruined by the daft and dim-witted students of Hope Peak Academy. The so-called ‘Super’ students, that can’t even organize themselves enough to run a respectable mock trial.” His body turned as he spoke and arms crossed over his chest. He was far from ok as the bitterness still in his voice hinted. The antagonist done didn’t falter one bit. 

“What part of this situation would you define as ‘ok’ to ask that? If it is that I am currently alive and in physically good health, then yet, I am doing okay.”

[error4x4-blog]

google how to delete a person | Norio | Closed

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error4x4:

Rolling his eyes, Masumi sticks his tongue out childishly towards the lawyer and prepares to throw himself into his chair when he realizes something. The fucker just sideways complimented him in a way. What in fuck..? This was not exactly the same asshole he remembered from before. Or maybe it was and this was just a fluke.

“Thanks, babe, only the best for you. I try my best. As for ‘elementary’ what are you, forty? You have to use stupid fucking insults sometimes, fucker. You can’t seriously be a middle aged man at something-teen. Even someone like you can’t-”

WHAT WAS IT WITH PEOPLE IN THIS DAMN KINGDOM AND NOT EATING GOOD FOOD?!

“What? You’re too high and mighty for Chef Boyardee? What the fuck how do you live?! And it’s not for poor people! I’ll have you know I’m loaded and I still eat this stuff. It’s good food, asshole!”

He waved the comments away. “I choose my vocabulary wisely. Also, insults are better when weighed with evidence. Such as how childish and immature you are with insults such as ‘fartknocker.’ Yours doesn’t even make any sense.” 

Norio rolled his eyes and stepped closer, looking over the questionable food. He turned his nose up and looked at Masumi once again. “Well, you also wear hoodies, so that says little about you. I eat fresh, homemade food. I have a chef that makes food usually or my mother would cook. Processed food is loaded with chemicals and preservatives and is disgusting.”

[error4x4-blog]

google how to delete a person | Norio | Closed

@aminocendi

There was a list of four or so people that Masumi had no desire to see at all for the rest of his life. The number one placer? Choju. The number two placer? Norio. Not very far behind our winner for no other reason than he was the embodiment of every trait he despised in a person. Thinking he could order Masumi around, call him lesser, like hell! The redhead was, in his opinion, worth his damn salt.

How lovely he stumbled into the asshole while trying to enjoy a bowl of Chef Boyardee after another Fun Day in the trampoline room.

“S’up, fartknocker? I’m going to just chill here with my Processed Goodness and you can enjoy…Whatever the fuck assholes eat. Have fun, buddy.”

See? He could be civil. Not really, but whatever.

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He stopped when he realized he was being addressed. He had a great ability of responding to insults without knowing who they were directed at fully. Perhaps it was just a force of habit. Not everyone loved his father and return, not everyone loved him. He certainly didn’t make it easy for himself. 

“Firstly, your insult is nothing but childish. I’ll give it is creative but then again, you put elementary words together and decided to call me that without any knowledge or claim behind it.” Of course, his signature eye rolling followed his statement. He glanced over the process food on the other’s plate with disgust. 

“It’s one of those canned or microwaved poor people food, isn’t it?” 

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Respawnsible | Ch2 Free time |

@vermillionchessboard

With a bitter look on his face ( though it was the norm by now ), he had left the crowded and chaotic court room and decided to head away from the group. On his way out, he paused at the red head. He glanced momentarily back at the group before speaking up.

“Your thoughts on the process?” he inquired. He knew how he felt. He felt frustrated. He had a headache from being locked in a small room with a bunch of foolish children. As an afterthought, he added, “Or overall?” Perhaps he was the only one annoyed with the trial. 

[aminocendi-blog]

Here is my starter call once again. I’ll Open it up to five because whoa I’m not fast as I thought. Feel free to dm me as well. I’ll rp on skype or here.

So far on my list: @error4x4

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I didn’t pay attention enough for a title | Post Ch 1 / Begin Ch 2

He didn’t even seem to wince at the execution once again. His face was scrunched up instead in a sign of disgust, irritation, and most importantly disappointment. He shouldn’t have got his hopes up honestly. The court room was his sacred grounds. The place where the spot line turned to him and him alone. It was where he worked his magic and words bowed before him. This was not a traditional court room. It wasn’t even a mock court. They threw in nearly 30 students and called for action. No guidance, no order; just plain chaos and disarray. These imbecile, birdbrained, senseless joke of super high school students were mere chickens with their heads cut off in a sacred area of order, law, and justice ( not that he cared for the last so much ). 

It wasn’t long that he dropped his interest in the thing all together. He would return perhaps at the next ( oh he had no doubt there would be another, this game was only starting ). Then he would come prepared and expecting. Right now, he glanced over at the students, picking up their reactions. He judged them silently, weighing their worth before turning on his heel. 

The frog of course only emphasized his reaction. “The game has only started. They put too much work into it to end with one. So don’t start getting soft once again.” Those were his departing words. They were annoying and tiresome. He wanted nothing more to do with these students than he had to. He glanced at his watch once more and left. 

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