Band Geek

intro

Gowther took the pen and turned it over in his hands as if he had never seen one before. What a strange person. Nonon noted his affirmative nod before he went to complete the task she had given him. Well, even if he seemed unacquainted with basic writing utensils, he nevertheless didn’t appear to be completely incompetent.

She easily found the rows upon rows of books on history and geography, though many of the titles appeared irrelevant. She wasn’t looking to learn about foreign cultures - she wanted to know about this city. A slim volume tucked away between books about worlds she had never even heard of caught her eye. It looked fairly new in contrast to many of the dusty, worn spines aligned on the seemingly endless shelves.

"What’s this?" she muttered to herself. It described Hive City’s sectors and districts as well as more recently discovered areas, which explained why it looked so new. There was, unfortunately, no information about the scientists or their motives, but the girl was not about to underestimate the importance of learning a little more about her surroundings and their history. She hastily scribbled down tidbits she found interesting before replacing the book and moving along.

Her subsequent search didn’t yield many results, but she had to leave her work behind to reconvene with Gowther. Perhaps he had found something interesting to share. They met once more near the map of the library posted on the wall. “Find anything?” Nonon asked as he approached her.

He handed her the papers and the pen he had received from her. They were almost blank, apart from a few words he had found useful or interesting. Before Nonon could even make a face, Gowther opened his mouth to recite what he had learned.

"The newspapers of Citta Alveare only date back to a few years, meaning this place is fairly new. However, we do know that Citta Alveare used to be a regular city before it was taken over. It seemed to be rather peaceful, and there is no news of the annexation of the city. Most of the news about the current Citta only includes culture, such as festivities and the discovery of certain new areas."

He took a deep breath.

"There is no actual information on the scientists, and no one knows who publishes the newspapers. However, I have been able to analyze papers from other worlds, other universes. It is possible that these scientists use time magic. I could go on."

He looked at Nonon in the eyes, waiting for any comments or questions she may have.

He hadn't written much, but when Nonon listened to Gowther's report, it was evident that he had done a fair amount of research. It was interesting that the world outside the city apparently had no interest in the scientists' nefarious experiment. Nonon nodded as he continued on to discuss his inferences. Time magic? What was that? For a moment, she was incredulous, but as she remembered that her best friend's mom had tried to assist alien clothing in taking over the world, she realized that she couldn't really discount any ideas.

"You found some interesting stuff. I'm impressed. Do you mind expanding a little more on that time magic idea?"

#lordgowther

cynicismcatalyst

ℬᴀɴᴅᴇʀsɴᴀᴛᴄʜ ▐░▒ ca open.

He stared at Nonon for a bit before a look of recognition passed over his face. She folded her arms in defiance - the nickname was childish, if indeed insulting, but the fact that she had made such a small impression on him was worse.

"Well, I’ve never heard that insult before, so I guess you get points for creativity. It’s still a crude thing to say to a young lady, you pervert."

All right. Back to business.

"Have you at least been making yourself useful? What have you learned about this place?"

cynicismcatalyst

—{☢} Oh well— how he missed this kind of attitude.

❝Let me tell you two useful pieces of information❞, he started ❝First: I’m not a pervert.❞ ❝Second: This place isn’t like what it seems.❞ Of course he still wasn’t aware— Tsumugu has to learn, still. His lacking on information was more than a fault of himself.

#cynicismcatalyst #((sorry this is so late!))

Nonon rolled her eyes. This guy was always talking like that, going on about "two useful pieces of information" and then following that up with two not remotely useful pieces of information. Still, it was comforting to hear that stupid phrasing again.

"Okay, I'm not going to challenge the part about you not being a pervert, because that argument will just go in circles. But about that second bit - what do you mean this place isn't what it seems?"

prinzt-deactivated20140611

”W-Women exposing their thighs and breasts out in the open so carelessly— Show some shame!”

"What's your problem?"

#prinzt

((Been busy with schtuffs, but I'm gonna try to do replies now!))

#ooc

"Oh, really? Well, if there’s no need for you to eat, you should save the food our kind caretakers have provided us for those who actually face the threat of starvation.”

"Now why would I want to do that? When people die here they just come back later, fit as ever. I think it’s up to them to get off their lazy ass and get a job so they can get food! Besides, I said I didn’t need food, I didn’t say I didn’t like food!”

"All right, whatever you say." She had a bad feeling about this guy, and not just because he was a talking plush bear. After all, she had seen weirder things both back in her world and in this city. Well, looks like she was stuck with him, just as he had said.

"Have you met our other roommate yet?"

bewitchedblade-archive-deactiva

"Still, I’ve heard of instances where people who’ve been sent home return later, so your logic is kind of flawed, eh? Geez, no need to be so arrogant about it, especially since you’re probably wrong."

"Not quite. If they conjure an incident within the city and they feel a certain individual’s reactions to it would be entertaining, or if they merely have space once more, they would bring a previous resident back."

"It is merely a hypothesis. I have resided here for nearly half a year, so I feel I’m qualified to make theories. My, arrogant is a rather harsh word to say so soon, don’t you think?"

"Ehhh, I guess so. Still, this place seems pretty spacious, don't you think?"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. You're the one who told my to use my mind, so that's what I'm doing."

#bewitchedblade

intro

"Hmmm." Nonon nodded at Gowther’s suggestions, then walked over to examine the poster, squinting as she searched for class 900 and class 70. She looked Gowther in the eye, pointing with her baton as she spoke.

"All right, here’s what we’re going to do! I’ll go here and look through the history and geography sections. You’ll look through the newspapers. If you find any information that you deem useful, write the name of the article, the date it was published, the name of the newspaper, and a summary of the article. I’ll make a similar chart for my research. At 6:30 - that’s in five hours - we’ll reconvene here and discuss what we found. Remember to note where you left off." The girl paused a moment and tapped her baton against her chin. "We should probably find somewhere to get food at that time. Working on an empty stomach isn’t very efficient."

She tore out half of the notebook and handed the stack of paper and a pen to Gowther. Hopefully he got all that.

Gowther’s eyes followed Nonon’s energetic movements. Once she was done with her explanations, he was handed a stack of paper and a stick to write with. He’d never seen if before, but he assumed it was the same as a pencil.

"Understood," he said, unmoving. He brought the foreign object up to his face and inspected it further. It was made of a clear tubing that had some sort of ink in it. He pulled the cap off and realized it looked much like a pencil, but it smelled different. The blue ink was somehow kept in the clear tube and didn’t come out when he shook it. How interesting.

He nodded to Nonon before heading off to the newspaper section. As he looked at the day’s paper, he realized that they stated the most mundane things. A sale at the market, someone being injured in so and so district… No politics anywhere.

He turned to look at other papers, but they seemed to be telling what was happening in completely different worlds. He didn’t find much to write down, but he did take a fair look at each paper’s entertainment section. As he finished them, he looked for older papers. Maybe he could go far enough to find how this place was created.

Absorbed in his research, he almost forgot to meet Nonon at the designated time.

She easily found the rows upon rows of books on history and geography, though many of the titles appeared irrelevant. She wasn't looking to learn about foreign cultures - she wanted to know about this city. A slim volume tucked away between books about worlds she had never even heard of caught her eye. It looked fairly new in contrast to many of the dusty, worn spines aligned on the seemingly endless shelves.

"What's this?" she muttered to herself. It described Hive City's sectors and districts as well as more recently discovered areas, which explained why it looked so new. There was, unfortunately, no information about the scientists or their motives, but the girl was not about to underestimate the importance of learning a little more about her surroundings and their history. She hastily scribbled down tidbits she found interesting before replacing the book and moving along.

Her subsequent search didn't yield many results, but she had to leave her work behind to reconvene with Gowther. Perhaps he had found something interesting to share. They met once more near the map of the library posted on the wall. "Find anything?" Nonon asked as he approached her.

#lordgowther

"All right, Bear. Let’s lay down a few ground rules. You are, under no circumstances, to enter my room. In the kitchen, I’ll take the bottom shelf of the fridge and the cupboard to the left. I usually shower in the morning, so don’t hog the bathroom then. Finally, don’t watch tv super loud when I’m trying to sleep. Got it?"

"Yeah, yeah, sure whatever. Dunno if I can even reach the higher shelf in the fridge but I don’t need to eat anyways.” Monokuma made a mental note of what she had to say. He’s going to follow it alright, but not exactly the correct way.

"Oh, really? Well, if there's no need for you to eat, you should save the food our kind caretakers have provided us for those who actually face the threat of starvation."

"Wonderful. That’s just fantastic. Well, since I have to live with you, I guess I should introduce myself. You can address me as Nonon-sama, Bear."

"Just call me Monokuma! No honorifics required!”

"All right, Bear. Let's lay down a few ground rules. You are, under no circumstances, to enter my room. In the kitchen, I'll take the bottom shelf of the fridge and the cupboard to the left. I usually shower in the morning, so don't hog the bathroom then. Finally, don't watch tv super loud when I'm trying to sleep. Got it?"

"What the hell aren’t I supposed to be?”

"Either way, guess your stuck with me for a while! I’m your roommate!"

"Wonderful. That's just fantastic. Well, since I have to live with you, I guess I should introduce myself. You can address me as Nonon-sama, Bear."

"What the hell are you supposed to be?"

"What the hell aren’t I supposed to be?”

#don't worry she will #bearydespairy

"What the hell are you supposed to be?"

#hello monobear #;)#bearydespairy

bewitchedblade-archive-deactiva

"Ehhh? ‘Make space’? Why are only specific people chosen, then?"

Nonon drew her lips into a pout. This “experiment” was becoming more nonsensical by the minute.

"And what’s the longest people have been here?"

"Ah, use your mind. They find entertainment in watching us, so if a subject is sent home, the scientists must have grown bored with them."

"I am not sure if someone holds a record of some sorts, but I know multiple individuals who have been here for over a year."