The Master Of Disguise

RP blog for DR OC Conor Breagadoir, SHSL Hurler Anguo Lee. Associated with R Incorperated!

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if this post gets 50 individual reblogs, i’ll reveal what’s underneath Funkie’s TV head.

likes don’t count

goodluck~

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🚮 An, how did you even manage to pick Haneul up? Let alone throw him into... Whatever. Somehow An managed to dunk Han.

|| send 🚮 to pick up my muse and throw them into the trash where they belong

Haneul’s head popped up and he glared down at An.

“There’s room for you and your sister in here.”

DUDE.

[brexgadoir]

canticumxanima (URL to be added)

“Denying her as murderer would only make it more difficult for all of us.” He rested his arms on the dumpster’s edge and then his chin on them. “Plus have you ever thought how much it hurt her to see you fools defend her so much? It was a guaranteed self-destruction.”

Does it matter now though? Y'all are dead and in the garbage.

From inside the trash can, An's voice echoes out. "Maybe it would've, but she was like a little sister to a bunch of people, myself included. And I'd already seen my blood sister die. I figured that I couldn't protect Ai, so I had to at least try and protect Masae." He stays silent, thinking for a while about what else Haneul had said. "... I'd already hurt her," he said, maybe not quite loud enough for it to echo. "I set it up, and I had put her in it. I'd already caused her pain. What was one more?"

He backs out of the trash can, then gets back in feet first. Probably to ease communication. "She was suffering either way, I guess. The difference is, you can't apologize if the one you've wronged is dead."

Well, it matters to them. And since they're dead, they can't do much else, so does it matter that it doesn't matter?

[canticumxanima-resetting]

🚮 An, how did you even manage to pick Haneul up? Let alone throw him into... Whatever. Somehow An managed to dunk Han.

|| send 🚮 to pick up my muse and throw them into the trash where they belong

Haneul’s head popped up and he glared down at An.

“There’s room for you and your sister in here.”

DUDE.

[brexgadoir]

An glares right back at Haneul.  “Funny you mention my sister.  I might not’ve wanted to put you in here,” he says, gesturing at the trash can.  “But then you said to go die with Masae, and that clinched it.

“But anyway, I had other plans than to join you in there.”  With that, he backs up, starts running...and jumps into a different trash can, headfirst.  A loud metal clattering can be heard as it falls onto its side.

Good job, An.

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brexgadoir

//This wolf’s supposed to be walking but i think i ruined it hhhg.

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//*Whispers* You know what?…i’ll do something.

The first 4 or 5 whom reblogs this with a colored Reference/Sprite of there OC’s..and telling which animal you think they would be.

I will Quickly draw/Doodle them as Animal Crossing Villagers/animals.

Obviously this is an example of how i will do so.

[brexgadoir]

He’d be a wolf.

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i love how in dangan ronpa there’s several characters whose literal existence is a spoiler

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How Was Your Muse Created

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twohungrychomps:Enter your Muse’s name here, and post the results!

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"What kind of face is myself wearing now?"

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One Hell of a Prosecutor | Trial 5.6 | Kagome | Re; Yukika

"…Hold on…"

Kagome’s hands had gripped onto the podium as he looked like he was on to something.

"…The offical files I saw. It was Kai, Aizawa, Fitzgerald, Tachibana, Travis, Nettle, Atoshi, and Hanashi’s files that were out of place but also…I noticed a pattern to them.”

Kagome had crossed his arms, tapping his finger against it.

"Those eight files had people who were hiding something about themselves. Aizawa and Fitzgerald had false talents, Tachibana and Travis went under an alias; Nettle, Atoshi, and Hanashi all had a rather odd list of the ‘loved ones’ part of their file.”

"If we’re going by the ‘don’t chase ghosts' hint, we can cross off Aizawa, Fitzgerald, Nettle, and Atoshi as the Mastermind. Hanashi has been cleared due to the whole drawing styles being different. I know what Travis’ actual name is and we now know what Tachibana’s actual name is…but…”

Kagome then looked at Yukika, one of his hand was gripping the strap to his bag.

"Kai…your official file only stated your given name. I can take a guess that Aizawa is under an alias as well since in her loved one’s section, her brother’s name was ‘Anguo Lee’, and since the SHSL Ghostwriter would most likely go under an alias…”

Kagome kind of trailed off. He knew Yukika was smart enough to know what he’s trying to tell her.

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Final Exposition / An / ATTN: All

The votes rolled in, and An held his breath.  He hoped hard that Soren and Lucy hadn’t swayed the others.  Makoto seemed to be standing fast, but would that be enough?

He’d meant to sigh with relief when a majority cane in, but instead, he gasped when Masae’s podium went off.  After processing what had happened, he looked over there with a sad smile.

Thankfully, the vote was all but unanimous.  An smiled, a little less sadly this time.  "Thank you, everyone.  I can practically guarantee that you won’t be bothered by the Inquisitores against your will.  Same goes for anyone associated with me.  Though, if you seek them out yourselves, that’s your problem.

“ Also!  Before I forget, this is crucial to your release.  There is a laptop, and it contains the codes to stop the lockdown.  The key to your release is AIZAWA.”

He took one final glance at everyone in the trial room, and nodded.  "So, go on with your lives.  I know it won’t be easy by any means, but you’re alive; you can still pick up the pieces.  As for me…“  He turned his head skywards, looking at the ceiling.  "Hopefully, I’ll get to see my sister again.”

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Majority Reached

“7/7 votes for Anguo Lee as the murderer of Yuu Nettle and N.O.T.O.Y.O….as well as… being the mastermind…”

“Which is… correct. Conor Breagadoir, also known as Anguo Lee, had killed the ex-tosser and… .N.O.T.O.Y.O…. and was the one who was behind all of this…”

Thanks H.A.R.I., but didn’t you see that whole epic reveal? no? ok…

“The execution will begin shortly… Anguo Lee, if you have anything else to say… now would be the time to do so…”

[rincorperated]

Masae's podium appears to malfunction, locking in a vote for An's death.

“hm..?”

H.A.R.I. walks up to where Masae used to sit. Squinting at the malfunctioning vote button, H.A.R.I. looked up at An.

“As… much as you may want your… own death. Anguo Lee, I cannot accept this as a proper vote. You still only have 3 votes. Only… the living… may vote.”

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An votes for himself. What else is there to do?

1 vote for Anguo Lee

[rincorperated]

Time to Vote

H.A.R.I. listened absent-mindedly as the trial slowly began to come to a close. A few survivors seemed to be already voting. It was time to make things official.

“Your trial time.. is up. If… you haven’t voted already, then… it would be wise to do so now. The final trial is coming to an end.”

There was a bitter-sweetness in her voice. In fact, the air itself just felt… still. Was this really the last time you were going to vote for someone death? After all you’ve been through… the decision was still yours…

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Closing Curtain / An / RE: Soren, Lucy / ATTN: All

He looked at the statistician with an eyebrow raised in confusion. Hadn’t this kid been wanting to kill the mastermind earlier? Hadn’t he said he’d bring about the mastermind’s death by his own hand? What had changed? There wasn’t a need for him to die, said the statistician…? What the hell had gotten into him? Before he could voice his rebuttal, Lucy piped up. Goodness, her too?!? What was with them! He had killed Keita, he had killed Yuu with his own two (well, three, technically) hands…the rules were that if they found the killer, they would execute the killer. They all knew that. So what was going on? Best to explain himself, and try to appeal to the others. “Actually, I feel there is a reason for me to die. This killing game was meant to impress upon everyone that such things are wrong. If I were to be executed, it would complete the cycle entirely. Nobody else would see a reason to create another mutual killing game like this, because they’ve seen its effects on all involved.” Looking at Lucy specifically now, he added, “I don’t want protecting. If I thought there was any hope left after this, I might, but I don’t.” Having said that, he walked to the front of the trial room, and addressed everyone as a whole. “The voting will go as it always has here. Vote for the culprit, and send him to his execution. You don’t have to vote for me, but just remember: you have to vote for someone. And if that someone isn’t me, you’re running the risk of a mistrial. You all saw what happened last time when we didn’t get a majority. If we mistrial here, somebody innocent is going to be executed. And I don’t think any of us want that.”

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At What Cost? / An / RE: Taj

An could look the demiboy in the eyes for his first few insults, but had to avert his eyes as Taj rattled off those who had died. He rested his teeth on his bottom lip. He couldn’t deny it. He couldn’t defend it. He wouldn’t even try. He could barely meet Taj’s gaze once the other had finished. But, seeing Taj’s bandages drove him to speak. “No, Taj, that wasn’t a lie! I…I did mean to help you, when I saw you. And Ryuu, and Makoto, and Masae… My grief over those deaths…that wasn’t a lie. And I don’t expect to be pitied. I certainly realize now the ill effects of all this…” An looked away once again, his hand gripping his elbow. He was quiet, once again, for the remainder of Taj’s tirade. At the end, though, a strange expression came over his face. It looked like…a bitter smile. “Kh. Just wait a few minutes.”