STRONG / WEAK ?

LIFE   IS   TATAKAI  .

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kiboumukou‌:

「 I had a witty remark, but it would be too rude and I like being in one piece. 」 Anyhow, better not underestimate her observation skills. Perhaps in her own way she might see things that he fails to notice for a number of reasons or raise up good points. At least she decided the direction they should be taking with her stomach. That was good as any starting area.

❝ It is weird to see how this island seems to be clean and well-maintained. Until a few hours ago, it was sealed off and there’s no-one in sight. ❞ Hinata commented. Is the food in there even safe for consumption or was it spoiled? Either way, he hoped that Owari’s stomach wouldn’t betray her. Still, the ambiance seems different…compared to the first island with the hotel. …Well, now’s not the time to make carefree observations, there might be a clue here that can help them to leave the island. ❝ Pork Burger, huh? ❞ he read the rotating sign aloud, recalling the chain from back home. 「 ‘suppose some people can’t go on without their junk food fix. 」 …Like Togami.

No, now it isn’t the time to get down. He needed to focus. Their late self-acclaimed leader would chastise him for dawdling. Without waiting for Akane, Hajime walked into the parking lot — he knew she would rush straight into the diner anyway. Still… Monomi’s words at the restaurant were ominous. What did she mean with escaping was no longer possible?

“they musta bussed ‘em out before we got here, huh?”

the suggestion was ridiculous, and akane knew it. despite how well-kept everything was, there were no signs that anyone else had been there recently. no footprints in the sand or anywhere else, no trash, the shelves of the supermarket were stocked-- everything was preserved, spotless, except the old building where togami died.

she wasted no time in following after hinata. “yo, what’s that? somethin’ about a burger?” there was a gleam in her eye as she inspected the sign, and then she was rushing past him, slamming the door open.

this would be a good opportunity for a test...

akane waited until hinata got inside and closed the door behind him. “i got an idea, hiroki. how ‘bout that meal ya promised me?”

well, he didn’t really promise her anything of the sort. she’d pretty much bullied it out of him, and judging by their prior interaction, he’d probably capitulate in order to avoid trouble. boring, but at least this way she could rule out any kind of culinary talent similar to what hanamura had, and maybe some of the more analytical talents too.

(god, akane grumbled wordlessly to herself, this is such a pain. hanging out with such a dry guy just so i can get a better read on him...)

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kiboumukou‌:

Deciding against protesting — fearing for his physical integrity given Akane being prone to threaten to punch things – Hinata placed his hands on his legs as hunching over, grasping for air in order to catch his breath and try to slow down. It’s not like he was sedentary or out of shape, but the gymnast was like a wild animal and impossible to keep up. 「 Now I’m sure that I’m not the Ultimate Sprinter or anything related to running. 」 He kept his sarcasm to himself.

The thought of complaining about the fighting also came and went away, it would be for the best to not engage her. ❝ We should start exploring. Everyone else went ahead.❞ he ignored the fact she got his name wrong and seemed to be annoyed, likely to keep on his case. Not even Koizumi had given him such a hard time, and she could be pretty mean at him for no reason. ❝ Perhaps we should split up so we can cover more ground.❞

he thought he could get away that easily, huh? it was pretty clear she was getting on his nerves, but akane didn’t have much sympathy for him. she wouldn’t hesitate to trample anyone in her path, if it meant she could reach her goal on time and in good fighting condition.

“what, sick of me already?” akane questioned, grinning. “aren’t two heads better’n one, or whatever?”

he definitely wasn’t an athlete... he wasn’t as pathetic or shrimpy as some of the other guys on this island, but she could tell from how out of breath he was that his talent didn’t involve anything too physical. he didn’t have any obvious quirks or malfunctions, either.

how the hell do ya just forget your talent? akane’s life had been shaped by her physical prowess and her sharp wits. she expected the others felt much the same way, that their lives were predetermined by factors they had little control over. there would have been signs when they were kids, activities they engaged in, things that were more important to them than anything else...

if she wanted to figure out what the hell this kid’s talent was, she’d have to pry into those memories somehow, without giving away her intent. it helped that everyone on the island seemed to assume her simple-minded, but that didn’t mean it’d be easy. hinata was the suspicious type, from what she remembered.

“i say we just get goin’,” she declared. “no time to think about it, let’s just go... there!” pointing, akane began to march off in the direction of what seemed to be a diner.

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Are requests still open? If so, I'd love to see some love for Komaru or Akane, whatever suits you best ^^

Here is Akane Owari with her actual talent. I can’t believe they kept on mentioning how she did parkour and how it affected her life but somehow decided on making her a gymnast.

Thank you for this request. I really enjoyed drawing this.

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@kiboumukou

“ya better be tellin’ the truth, hisashi... my gut’s got a way of figurin’ these things out...”

the aura that emanates from her is menacing.

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sonic06kirigiri‌:

    ❛   where  is  that  damn  fourth  chaos  emerald?   ❜

[foolish--mortal-deactivated2018]

“Such a shame.”

“I love you.”

“Go to bed.”

“I missed you.”

“Don’t say that.”

“You’ll be back.”

“Oh my god.”

“Oh, shut up!”

“No I won’t!”

“Beg for mercy.”

“Don’t touch that!”

“Let’s go home.”

“I hate you.”

“You did what?”

“Just a taste.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Are you alright?”

“You’re my everything.”

“Are you finished?”

“Hold your fire!”

“You’re a coward.”

“No better time.”

“It’s a beauty.”

“Don’t drink that!”

“You’re so stupid!”

“Are you crazy?”

“Put it down!”

“Use your imagination!”

“I can’t go.”

“I’ll kill you!”

“Give it up!”

“Watch your step.”

“Let me die.”

“Want a sip?”

“Want a bite?”

“I smell something.”

“Are you happy?”

“Look at that!”

“Hold the door!”

“God damn it.”

“Say no more.”

“I’m not mad!”

“Is that smoke?”

“That’s not fair!”

“I’m not crying.”

“You did what?!”

“I did it!”

“Just take it.”

“Come on in.”

“That’s not good.”

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hopehaunted‌:

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  “You know, I’m kind of jealous.” He says as he stands beside her table. They were all eating breakfast and he’s honestly surprised he hadn’t been thrown out yet. Maybe they were willing to give him another chance. It was frustrating and so despair-inducing. Four of his classmates were dead. Four people that didn’t deserve it. Great people. And he’s left breathing. Life isn’t fair. 

  This entire conversation is a farce. He just wants to talk to Akane. It’s strange. He sees… Well, it’s safe to say she’s hiding something. He trusts his own ability to observe. Maybe she’d be willing and able to work with him. 

  “You seem to like food a lot. I get full too fast to even eat half of that.” Is he being rude?

she smelled a rat coming.

“tch... th’ hell does that mean? who doesn’t like food?” akane grumbles. for a moment, it seems as if she has more to say, but rather than say it she just continues shoveling eggs into her mouth with the gusto of a woman who hasn’t eaten in days. she knows just how it must look, but she doesn’t care. she spent too many days of her youth giving up her own meals to look after her siblings. now she’s just going to take what’s hers.

the aroma of the food makes it difficult to make out komaeda’s scent. something about him is... off. she scrutinizes him as she eats, but she doesn’t offer any other words-- not even threats.

“if ya have somethin’ to say, then say it,” akane grunts finally, pushing her plate back. “or stop wastin’ my time.”

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kiboumukou‌:

She does have a point: he can get upset all he wants, but bemoaning their misfortune won’t help to get any answers or escape the place. There’s time to explore, and there is time to think and he had nothing to work with right now.

❝ Everything here is for free, you know.❞ he raised his voice so it would reach her. It was one of the odd things: if they are supposed to die, why keeping them comfortable and well-fed? Technically speaking, there’s nothing preventing them from not falling for Monokuma’s crap and just keep on living on the island peacefully.

「 Argh! This is so frustrating! 」 Now he was getting annoyed with his own over thinking!

Instead of complaining, Hajime hurried up already aware that he couldn’t keep up with the athlete.

by the time hinata got to the second island, akane had stopped to let him catch up. it seemed an oddly considerate gesture, until she surveyed him with a critical eye.

“jeez, don’t ya ever work out? i didn’t even break a sweat.” it was true. she wasn’t even out of breath, standing with her hands on her hips as she stared him down. “ya really need to toughen up, hideki. somebody tries to take ya out here, you think you can fight 'em off with those noodle arms?”

it wasn’t fair to compare a seemingly normal boy to her own physique, but akane didn’t really care. it was almost kind of unnerving how strikingly normal hinata was, moreso than just about anyone else... except for koizumi, perhaps. but then, hinata still remained the odd one out as the only one who didn’t remember his talent.

she didn’t trust him. not for one second. he was hiding something, and she was going to find out, one way or another.

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updated her bio a bit! i’m still feeling out how her actions on this blog differ from her actions in canon, but i’m getting there. if you’d like to know more, that’s what the bio’s here for!

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i swear to god i’ll do proper tags over here eventually

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hir·aeth

/‘hir,āeth/

noun a homesickness for a home you can not return to or a home that never was.

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kiboumukou‌:

❝ Pretty much everything about this place is fishy. ❞ How they got there? Did the school allow it? That the hell is Monomi and Monokuma? What they want? What about that group that Togami hinted that brought them all there? Why they were there?  Why Monokuma was so eager to have them killing each other? What are the Monobeasts? Nothing made any sense and all these questions make his head spin. Suddenly he got forcefully yanked by the amazon-like woman, barely having any time to either go limp or protest. She was strong! Very strong. ❝ H-Hey! ❞ he protested, going with the flow. It’s not like there’s a choice.

❝ Beating who in what exactly? ❞ she was so competitive, but Akane’s leaps of logic seldom made sense to him. But she had a point: Monomi announced that she somehow defeated a Monobeast — if it was true or not was yet to be seen – meaning there was a new island to explore.

akane rolled her eyes, but she let hinata go only to break out into a jog. “don’chu know? they’re gonna find all the coolest stuff if we’re dead last! c’mon, you should be more protractive! you just gonna stand around waitin’ forever?”

hinata already struck her as somebody who tended to overthink things. maybe it was obvious to akane because she sometimes encountered the opposite problem, and rushed headlong into things without regard for the danger. but it had made her tough as she got older, making so many mistakes, learning from them... if she’d been as meek as this hinata guy, she definitely would’ve ended up dead at some point.

with that, akane turned up the dial. “last one there owes me a meal!” she called over her shoulder, so confident that she’d already decided what the outcome was. and then she took off at full speed, sprinting across the path towards the bridge to the central island.

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kiboumukou‌:

Still shaken from the previous day’s events, Hinata didn’t have much of appetite in the morning.  To call it an unsavory experience was putting it lightly: their self-appointed leader, Togami, tried his best to keep them all alive by having a party so he could keep an eye on everyone — and risked his life and got himself killed to protect his friends and fulfill his promise. Then Hanamura met that gruesome end, becoming a dish in his execution, and died without learning what happened to his mother. Let’s not forget that glimpse of Komaeda’s insanity, that crap of seeing the clash of hopes and that nonsense. All the boy wanted was someone telling him it was all a nightmare and he would wake up safe and sound at home.

His eyes widened at Owari’s callous commentary, mouth ajar for a moment to complain but failed to find the words or the energy.

❝ Yeah, both Hanamura and Togami died. ❞ He confirmed. In a sense, he didn’t truly blame her: it was so ludicrous that it was hard to believe.

akane didn’t comment for a moment. for all of hinata’s grumbling and complaining the first few hours of their “vacation”, he was awfully calm now that the stakes had really been raised. could he be someone like her, who found entertainment in strife...? no, that didn’t seem likely. he was genuinely shaken when togami and hanamura died.

“somethin’ bout this place smells fishy to me,” she said, pointing her nose in the air. she didn’t elaborate any further-- but this island definitely felt off somehow. like reality was skewed... what had happened at the ranch definitely wasn’t normal. what kind of tricks were up usami’s sleeve?

“ah, well,” akane gave up. “no use breakin’ our brains over it.” of course she didn’t really intend to leave off, but there were more pressing matters at hand.

grinning that ridiculous grin of hers, she suddenly grabbed hinata by the arm and pulled, hard. all that muscle wasn’t just for show. “c’mon, th’ others got a huge ass head start on us! we gotta book it if we wanna beat ‘em!”

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--> @kiboumukou

it was the morning after hanamura’s demise. they’d met at the restaurant and agreed to check out the new island that had opened up thanks to usami’s efforts (supposedly), and as everyone else headed out the door, akane lingered near hinata. she eyed him with an inscrutable expression in her sharp brown eyes, and then sighed.

“...man. that’s a real bummer. i already miss hanamura’s food,” she whined. “d’ya think they’re gone? really, really gone?” a stupid question, but she wanted to see how he’d react.

something about him bugged her. it was probably his missing talent. he was a mystery in human form, and akane didn’t like to leave mysteries unsolved. they’d often come back to bite her in the ass. so, for now, she figured she’d do a bit of digging, try to get a more accurate read on him.

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(of course, there’s plenty of ways she’s more like a cat than a dog-- mostly in her independent and stubborn nature, and her rather acrobatic skillset)

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headcanon: aka/ne’s manner of showing affection is that of a dog who plays a bit too rough. it can sometimes be hard to tell the difference between ak/ane messing with you because she thinks you’re stupid, and ak/ane messing with you because she likes you! the most solid way is to complain, and if she ramps up the “”affection””, then she’s just messing with you, and if she actually backs off a bit, then it’s real affection. either way, she can be a bit overbearing at times, in ways that can be endearing and ways that can genuinely be kind of bothersome.

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mid-killing game starter call! it’ll probably be in ch 1 or 2. the only ones who have probably caught on that she’s playing dumb at this time would be ko and MAYBE chi/aki